A Noah's Ark

So the DAY is here everyone's busy
who cares that there's something mizzy

these are busy shopping here
Gazians busy heaving deads there

its time to pay heed and correct our deeds
dont celebrate, but share their grief

please i ask you to spread the words
write peace letters and send those by birds..

they ain't just Muslims they are Humans
where is humanity ,show your acumen

they are we and we belong to them
that Holyland is precious got that GEM (bait ul mukadas)

think of that unborne girl who lost her family
time to buy a Noah's Ark and reach them manually..!

-Qaynat

Tmhri Ankhien

wo kehta hai, tmhri ankhien ek samandar hai. in ko jitna mai dehkta hn uthna hi doob jata hn yeh mhje ko pagal karti hai bina dehkti inhy mhje ko chain nhi aata tu phr tm kyu chuptii ho inhy tm kyu jhukatii hai k in k deedar k liye mhjy tm kyu itna saatatii ho. kitni bay raham ho tm tm raham kyu nhi aata mai sun kar uski sari btain dheeray sa muskuratiii hn aur ussay yeh kehti hn suno ankhien tu khokalii hoti hai jazbat sa inhy tu wohi kuch baha jata hai jo dil ko baha jata hai ankhien tu dil ki tarjooma hai yeh dil ko zuban ko samhjat mai kbi khotahii nhi krti tu judoo meri ankhien nhi krti yeh Sara Falsaffa tu tmhri ankhoon na rachaya hai

How would you ever know?

And she was again here from where she had left with the pieces of heart that she recollected when he left her. He who was the purpose of her life, he due to whom her face gave all the colours of life and he who was the reason that she believed in fairytales. But he destroyed her favourite fairytale ending. He left her for an other woman because she offered him more than love. She was beautiful smart and mostly an only daughter who always get what she want. And she wants her lifeline. She begged him not to leave but the love which existed between them was long gone.She got heart broken. Her world came falling down on her head and it was paining like hell. And she thought if he haven't be that hasten he would b free soon. She would die believing her loved her. Oh but how would he know, that she was suffering from cancer, because she haven't told him. How would he ever know her? "HOW YOU WOULD EVER KNOW!" How you would ever know? The pain I felt, The things I lost, The days I cried, The nights I stay awake. My feelings for you, My expectations from you, My life with you, My life without you. What you meant to me? What I did for you? What have you made me? What have you done to me? Seriously would you ever know! No, you will never know. For you, I was just an other girl, For me, you were my perfect world. You made me what you wanted, And than left me like the unwanted. How easily you faked the love. How easily I fall for it. But why you never care to know Because you never wanna know. And now he was standing beside her death bed, asking her to forgive him and she did forgive him coz she still cant see him in pain because she still love him. Ain't she a fool. No she ain't a fool coz still in her heart she believes in that perfect world with him

Suno Phir Eid Ayi Hai

suno phir chaand nikla hai 

suno phir eid ayi hai 

roshni har simt pheli hai

khushi ki naveed ayi hai

magar is dil ki basti main

tou bas tanhayi chayee hai

isay purnoor karnay ko

talab ik mahtab ki hai

iss barg e khizaan ko

talash ik lehr e bahar ki hai

is banjar dayar ko

khuwahish kuch barsaat ki hai

is adhooray wajood ko

zaroorat sirf tumharay sath ki hai

janti hoon tum ko kuch farz nibhanay hain

magar taskeen hai k ab ik waqt ana hai

sitaaron ki gardish jb kuch youn ho gee

kay tm ko sb zanjeeron ko tor a he jaana hai

mukaam e wasal par phir chand niklay ga

saba phir khushiyoon ki lehar laye gee

haqeeqat main wohi to eid ho gee

haqeeqat main wohi to eid ho gee

Ariel

Battlefield

Bring it on ;)

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Worst Enemy

If mankind's destined to bite the bullet, lets bite it and be damned.

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peace !!

luminosity brings peace

Call of Duty Ghosts

I am not afraid of an army of lions led by a sheep, i am afraid of an army of sheep led by a lion. Alaxender the great

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there always a way

Be hopeful!
because where there is a hope there is a way

wafa ka phool

poetry by Hudaa Maqsood
editing by qaynat shah

God Of War

Kratos: If all those on Olympus would deny me my vengeance, then all of Olympus will die.

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Haseeb Khan
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Shattered Boy

 he was depressed he was pained
through what he went, he was never trained
once a girl battered him
after her no one could gather him
life was being so cut-throat
to the end of breath he was brought
he yoked himself in the cave of thoughts
he was tired opening knot after knot
he screamed aloud name of his mate
for all these miseries he complained fate
he stayed awake late in that couch
thinking all those pains made him ouch !
he behaved manic
because he was panic
nobody helped him get out of that cage
shattered boy died living in that mirage
he wokeup in heaven after his death
what a cool breeze he took a breath
finally the phases were over
no more pains, he was no more a rover
death was the solution for all the problems he was worried
let's be like the shattered boy and gets burried !!

-Qaynat

Batman VS Joker

Fallen Masks

They say why people meet if they are meant to be separated.But my question is why flowers bloom if they are to be wilted , why we win, if he have to lose again , why we sleep if we have to wake up again, and why we live if we have to die one day, the answer to all this is time.Things change with time, as time passes, new qualities evolve. We learn to live on without the things which keep on stabbing us and then we realize the need to change,to change the priorities , to change the requirements and trust me if u don't change you will end up destroying yourself because this world is all about people with masks and whenever the mask falls we seem to have perception that the person has changed but that's not the truth. That changed person is the real person. Its really hard to find people these days who are same inside out because  in this society of double faced people their survival is hard. You are in turn compelled to wear a mask and fake a smile .

A Goodbye

HE : i am in love  
SHE : really ? come on tell me with whom
HE : not yet 
SHE : you can trust me with it 
HE : To be honest  at the moment,i love everyone. i cant even tell a single name whom i don't love 
SHE : *stares amazed*
HE : what's with the flowers?
SHE : well i bought these flowers for you but , i guess now they are of no use .
HE : i love flowers,i will love to have them 
SHE : they were for the love of my life .. but now i guess i have lost him somewhere ... well you can keep it .. in case you find him
HE : yes, i am good at keeping things safe 
SHE : well i wont agree .... you just smashed my heart before turning away
HE : you never asked me to keep it,i never accepted to keep it. it was lying there on my doorstep 
SHE : heart is never asked to be kept ... if it is to be kept ... it is kept ... otherwise it just lies there .. on a doorstep .. or some dinner table on a date night
HE : you expected it to be a date night. i never said that we were dating. a dinner , a mere dinner? with my friend? was there candle light,roses,music? NO 
SHE : there was candle light ... when u were busy noticing the bling of the street ... there were roses when u had your eyes on that tulip garden ... there was music ... music of soul ... when u were too busy in noticing the voices of the crowd
HE : those street lights,tulips,and the crowd. that was romance. I've been in love. I've been hurt, I've cried. and the day she left me; all this made no sense to me anymore. 
SHE : so i was right u were still moving in the valleys of past . while a person was there to make u a part of her future? may be i cant fill her space but i am still here to give it a try  because i just cant see all those streaks of pain in your eyes
HE : my eyes sparkled because of her. i had the brightest smile because of her. i laughed on stupid,lame things it was HER. every time. how can i be so stupid i never realized. she was not anyone, she was my LIFE. i can never explain my love,because words wont do any justice to her breathtaking beauty. you are my once in a lifetime friend and always will be. i never felt the way i felt when i was with her 
SHE : love is to be felt not expressed in words she never valued u she had the most loyal person in front of her but she ignored because all she wanted was some bloody money and from that day u closed your hearts to everyone but i assure u one day this love of mine will melt that shattered heart .one day when u feel the warmth of my love , the purity of my feelings, friendship is the first step of love
HE : you dare not say anything about my love,money?i could do anything for her. ANYTHING *throws the wine glass away* i closed my heart,i closed it for everyone. i spend my days,i cant live them anymore. no matter how hard you try darling, the door of hearts are to be opened from inside 
SHE : that's the point .. she was just using you .. she just mocked your feelings ... leaving you feel worthless ... and wounded ... but these are the wounds from where light will enter .... and the doors will be opened from the inside ... life goes on ... soon u will feel those butterflies rambling in your stomach ...your heart racing at every sight of mine .... the worst of the days changing into blessed ones ... time will do miracles ... and that's the promise of a true heart ... *goes away smiling*
HE : someday,just not today. 
SHE : *turns * i can wait a life long for that day. goodbye

Love

God sent us in this world and bestowed us with a lot of abilities we would have made great progress but He made a wild creature and caged it behind the ribs .Yes , THE HEART ..!!

besides the path which leads one to its destiny He created another path , a path full of beauty , fantasy , and charm but Alas its just an illusion, similar to a mirage in the desert, you go after it blindly and later u realize that there is nothing like it and by the time u realize it u r off the original track . as u proceed , u realize that this path is dark ugly painful and there is no escape at this point . u r in the middle of a quicksand maybe forever . and another agony the path is surrounded by spectators similar to a stadium . they watch u suffering and stumbling getting up to receive more wounds and get  hurt and enjoy it like a reality show . whenever a ray of sun shines , u fall in a deeper and darker ditch . this path is of Love and heart is the culprit .

Love makes us vulnerable , minimizing our abilities but we have to admit that in this suffering we find a new us . a stronger version. much wiser than before. and this pain becomes a drug whose addict cant be cured through any rehab .

Walter White (Heisenberg)

Breaking BAD season

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Silent KILLER

I Love to kill people, i love watching them die. I would shoot them in the head and they would wiggle and squirm all over the place. Or cut them with a knife and watch their faces turn real white. I love all that blood. I told one lady to give me all her money. She said no, so I cut her and pulled her eyes out. Richard Ramirez

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Haseeb Khan

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Leonardo De'Caprio

Hero of all the TIME ... No one can ever defeat him.

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Haseeb Khan

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Strength and Power

Mastering others is STRENGTH, Mastering yourself is the TRUE POWER.

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Left BEHIND

I cry for the times that you were almost mine. I cry for the memories I've left behind. I cry for the pain, the lost, the old, the new. I cry for the times I thought I had you.

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Haseeb Khan
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Passion of LOVE

Unless it is MAD, PASSIONATE and EXTRAORDINARY LOVE, it is a waste of time. There are too many mediocre things in LIFE. Love should not be one of them.

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Haseeb Khan

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Joy of LIFE

Whatever makes you mad, just leave it behind. Whatever makes you smile hold on to it and never let go.


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Dreaming about YOU

I am thinking of you,
in my sleepless solitude tonight,
if its wrong to love you,
then my heart just won't let me be right.
cause i am drowned in you, and i wont pull through,
without you by my side.


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Haseeb Khan
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Doors of Life

Sometimes, wandering through the doors of life we get stuck in a room of darkness where no one is there for us. In that room we cry and scream aloud, but for others those screams are meaningless silence. No one can see us in that darkness. There is no one we can talk to. No one helps us to get out of that room. But then out of nowhere a little opening shows up and through it, light makes its way to that dark room of sins. That is the time when we have to be strong. We have to catch the light and help ourselves to get out of that circle to get our lives back. You know what that is? Light shown by the One sitting over those clouds. HE often does this to us because He wants us to know that we are nothing but bunch of nobodys who belong to HIM only. No one can help us without His permission. No one can help us other than HIM. In this way HE makes us realize that HE is the only friend and family we actually have.

-Qaynat

Depression

I fake smile, i hide my problems from you to avoid you getting stressed. I cover my scars, i don't talk to you so you don't have to put up with me, and pretend to be mentally stable which in REAL i am NOT.



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Haseeb Khan
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Affliction!

I dwell in the miseries of nights,

Dark nights,

That keep me wide awake,

That crawl under my skin,

I wade through these nights alone,

Where i hide behind the dark,

Wandering over the shores,

The waves touch it and LEAVE,

Like a phantom,

Travelling from wall to wall,

I wander through the city,

The city where the darkest fears lay,

The city that is called anguish,

The high state of mind,

Defines our misery,

Emancipation of hopes,

Fools call it their paradise..

A small stone make those babbles

A photo taken at the bank of Lake at Islamabad,Pk

see o ye!

come and see O ye!
what you have done to me.
when does my morning come?
when does the nights set in?
you took away my bliss,
My life, now it's mess
come and see O ye!
how fate has treated me.
it has made me desperate about you
i had all my devotions for you
i needed you that fiercely
And imagined you and me
In that field
out beyond limits and conditions.
come see!
See what happend,
all the fantasies vanished.
disappeard as by magic.
i woke up empty handed,
all dreams burnt,
Eyes haunted,
Only ashes flow down my lashes,
come and see O ye!
That what you did to me,
My love was all i had,
You burnt away my dream,
Come and see O ye!
How fate has treated me

-Qaynat

life in those woods

'Lets leave this sphere
and migrate to those woods

where merrymaking is mere
everything the modests share

there is peace, there is life
people are simple, they dont fight

near the stream,lies a hut
the door is open, it never shuts

children there play hide and seek
how they jump with bare feet

and there's a big fat tree beside
giving those children a place to hide

see that girl with curly hair
more busy than the Town's mayor

playing with her ant friends
she does not know the fashion trends

far away in those woods,
STAYS AWAKE A LIVELIHOOD..!

-Qaynat

when sun shines on that river

when sun shines on that river

Part Of My Soul

in the dim light of moon  

  and when the flowers bloom

in the shimmer of sun  

   and when the rain drops run 

   you are always there as a part of my soul  

  in the golden pages  

                             and million beautiful faces                       

all i see is you  

      you are always there as a part of my soul  

          when the butter flies pass by 

            and when the birds touch the sky 

               you are always there as a part of my soul 

    no matter how hard i try 

           i cant think of anything besides thy' 

                                                         because u are that special one                                                            you need to know it Hun  

        who occupies my heart  

        nothing can take u apart 

                    because you are always there as a part of my soul  

            when the world is busy in chores 

                  my mind is filled with memory of yours  

        and that smile on your face 

       is something really scarce 

     it's a jewel in the world  

     that only you behold  

              whether it matters for u or not  

                but that's the treasure I've got 

                    you are always there as a part of my soul  

                  u'll never know wot you've done to me 

          u'll never know wot u are to me
   every time for u i fall 

                 and called moonstruck by my pals 

          all my efforts go in vain  

                            but now i have started to enjoy this pain  

               you always were 

             you always will  

                 forever be there 

                   as a part of my soul  

Wishes

go wherever you want go..

do whatever you want to do ...

on the journey of your dreams ..

choose anyone who passes the stream with you..

with khaki on the body ...

and stars on the shoulders ...

take a leap forward and move the boulders ..

put all the energies on your chosen path ..

and it will be decorated without any wrath ..

what a comely idea she thought it was.

alas! nothing but a mosaic of keruffle it was..

not today but may be some other day ...

not in this life but may be in the life hereafter ...

all the seeds she has sown out of them ...

the most longing fruit will be fully grown

another wish on the shooting star

and she closes her eyes leaving the world far

Life

we always want a happy ending for it we only strive 

but nature has it's own way of bending because its the spark which keeps us alive

its not about wilting its about the delight of efflorese 

its not about losing its about the endeavor to eminence 

this life is not a bed of roses its a dark path full of thorns 

we think of it as proses but in real its the thoughts which are torn 

everyone who meets is not a friend some are there to pull you down

they are there to stab your back so beware and look around

utmost desires left unfulfilled indispensable prayers left unlistened 

life never let go a chance to leave us shocked and thrilled

always giving new reasons for heart to be glistened

non of us is impeccable all we need is an eye 

which ignores the things which are questionable and understands without asking why

trust in your Lord and move on as He pulls u back when you are about to drown 

whatever happens life goes on so there is no time to sit and to frown 

Sleepless Night

Here comes the warriors of sleep

She lies in her sheets and away they creep

Again starts the series of dreams with open eyes

The angels who come to colour the night in dyes 

Sitting on the wet grass beside each other

The world around now doesnot matter

hands in hands they climb the snowy peaks

Watching the beautiful nature's streaks

At dusk from the sky the rain decant

And washes away the soul's rants

Lying next to each other watching the stars

Listening in solitude to the carols of heart

Dead silence but the symphonies are heard

Not a word apoken but everything told

A walk down the street at chilling midnight

Still the fire of their souls ignite

In her eyes blend the ray of light

And she is through another sleepless night

Zindagi

koi chupke se hi be-maut mara jata hai,

kisi ki saza umar bhar khatam nahi hoti,

koi rooh ki jalan se thak jata hai,

kisi k ehsaas ko pazeeraye nahi milti,

kisi ki ankhon mein intezar bus jata hai,

aas kisi ka mukaddar bun jati hai..

The Holy War

Smithereens of the blown house 

Wails in the caliginous chaos

Streams of helpless tears

More and more the fire sears

Sordid motives of the nations

Unending wars of holiness

Gathering an audience of the blind 

Watching the atrocities unwind

Words to console the mouth

Protests of mockery sprout

Unheard in this chanting crowd

Humanity shrieks out so loud

Worshiping the walls of Mecca

Tolling the bells of Vatican 

God lies not in the prayers

But in Gaza's unholy despairs

Undying Thoughts

Why? O lord! Why this memory?

Of what happened in the pantry

Taking me silently by the hand

 She slipped into my arms like the sand

Oh the hazel eyes blinking at me

Could have given anything for them to see

Auburn on her face scrambling everywhere

Entangled me from going anywhere

 Smirking at me with her lips closed

 A thirst in their corner restlessly posed

Why? O lord! Why this memory?

I heard your pious chanting insanely

Sending the devils to pat my back

All the guardian angels were sent back

Demons then danced in all the happiness

Eyeing me to take on her innocence

Making me drown inside her falling tears

Piercing my heart on tridents and spears

Her face blushing with my every stroke

The holy figures afraid even to poke

Why? O lord! Why this memory?

You now bring it back so sorely

When I held back at your thought

With me my conscience fought

But did I not worship you that day

When you gave her to me without a say

As was Eve followed by Adam

I followed her words in tandem

This repentance would never set over

Because in that moment I lived forever

Why? O Lord why this memory?

Only if you would know!

Only if you would know,

How your words sting,

Pierce down deep into my soul,

Your allegations so wrong,

only if you would know,

How your deceit cuts me through,

Your false perceptions about me,

Deprive me of the desire to live,

Only if you would realize,

The pain you put me through,

Its enough for a million lifetimes,

all this torture and punishments for nothing,

No sin was committed to deserve,

what you put me through,

Only if you would know..

Wo Laut Ae Ga!

jis din ashk mere tham jaen ge,

wo laut ae ga,

jis din intezar mera khtm ho ga,

wo laut ae ga,

tb tk apne gham ko apne dil mein daba kr rkhna hai,

ishq ki is gehrae mein doob kr,

apne jazbaat ko ilfaaz ki soorat bakhsh kr,

hawa k dosh pr muntashir krna hai,

in fizaon k supurd hai mera ishq,

jiski inteha ka gawah sirf mera KHUDA hai,

ye firak ki ghari jb visaal mein budle gi,

tb wo laut ae ga..

The Devoted Sinner

Dying moments of the night

Indulging in the moonlight

Revealing a mystic sight

The epiphany of your beauty

A moment of my eternity

Pleasure and pain in unity

Waiting for you to take the charge

Fervent strings of the kindled harp

Playing the music of my desperate heart

Once more you go above

My wounds sore but still I love

Afraid you won’t make out this love

Never said this was ordinary

No one called it heavenly

Not sinful when we do it blissfully

Fighting for God

Before my soul suffers another plight

I prepare myself for another fight

Taking on the divinity for my right

I bow in front of yo u for another night

Knowing that you will find a way

Your angels will drag me away

Or take the last of my breaths away

But from your path now I sway

A sinner your clerics call me

Cursing them you now hear me

So why don’t you now answer me

For the revolt that is inside me

Kneeling before the loathed whore

Who had a fate always so sore

Selling the body to make more

Why can’t you ever give her more?

Maybe it is the nature’s call

On her disgusting body the clerics fall

Ripping apart their sermons so tall

They sneak out at the nightfall

But her starving bastard still cries

To hide the shame some cleric tries

All the loathing sermons on her that he fires

Kills the whore as her bastard dies

Why don’t you ever see this cruelty?

Still you live in the skies in tranquility

To end this at least give me some ability

As the whore still believes in your divinity

Can’t bear her tears even if u tell

Because you see I am no apostle

In your name all the bodies that fell

Can you answer me for that as well?

And if it’s only the clerics whom you feed

Then let the whore sell herself for her need

And to my bow just don’t give any heed

Just let me kneel before her and her dying seed

You!

All my life i have been thinking that i wrote poetry on the people i used to try to find you in. It’s not a mere body that i desired. It’s your soul I was searching for all along. I wrote poetry on the void that you filled as soon as you laid eyes on me on May 14, 2012 at 3pm. I wrote poetry on you since I learned to write one. You were in me all along. I just had to meet your physical form and that occurred 21 years later after our births. Since then you have completed me in a way nobody could ever do. I found you as if i was searching for you all along. I don’t know what our future holds for both of us but one thing is certain. I was born to be yours. I was born to love you since my first baby cry. I came in this world to find your physical form and connect to it in ways that would complete both of us. You, my love, are what i desire and cherish the most. As Rumi says and I quote here; “Lovers don't finally meet somewhere. They’re in each other all along.” All my verses and poetry were for you. After meeting you, I comprehended that it was you all along who was the main reason of my poetry and my existence.