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Poetry! =P

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The Gravity of life.

Twelve hours to go, the exams await me.
Experiences don't change me, i am what i'll always be.

Reckless, crazy.
I'm lazy.
My minds hazy.

I feel like i'm sinking,
Fate is winking.
Time is shrinking,
I just keep thinking.

One more day, and it'll all finally begin.
Yet, i'm on the same place i have always been.

Stuck at a point of no return,
The more you live, the more you learn.

This melody of uncertainty haunts me,
I guess, i am what i'll always be.

I realized, Life is all about believing,
There is no use grieving.

There is no life without gravity,
Without faith life would just be a cavity.

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Cool :D
Newton would be proud of you :p xD
 
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My Five Kitty Cats

Buster, Sparkle, Newbie, Speedy
and then there’s Pixie our smallest kitty,
One, two, three and four and five,
they’re so frisky, so alive.

Sparkle is my number one,
14 years old and so much fun.
Purrs and snuggles on my shoulder,
she‘s getting slow and somewhat older.
She meows for water from the sink,
I turn it on, for her to drink.

Speedy is my number two,
proud and handsome, I tell you!
He prances like a little pony,
and you know what? That’s no baloney.
He guards the others from above,
and sometimes gives a little shove.

Newbie is my number three,
chubby, plump as one can be.
Always cleaning, always licking,
he tries to run but his paws keep sticking.
He keeps on searching for a hand,
to scratch under his collar band.

Buster is my number four,
always eating, more and more.
Loves to snack on lots of munchies,
Tender Vittles and some crunchies.
Begging, pleading, day and nights.
"Give me crunchies, or I’ll bite!"

Pixie is my number five,
She jumps, rolls over, takes a dive.
Up my back, onto my shoulder,
hoping I would grab and hold her.
Then she jumps to catch a fly,
She’s four months old, my sweetie pie.

Buster, Sparkle, Newbie, Speedy,
and there’s Pixie our smallest kitty.
Five, four, three and two and one,
I love my kitty cats, they’re so much fun.



 
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jazba-e-shahadat hai ubhra,
ay maa hamain bhi shaheed ho janay do
katt marain gay seena taan ker,
koi buzdil peeth say aye to aanay do
ye matti watan ki baijaan na hojaye,
is matti ki chader may hamain so janay do

jigr-e-bai jaan muslim ko mila moqa hai achha,
chhoti moti, ya zara is jaan ki bazi laganay do
us pur-azm shahadat k kiya kehnay,
rashk hua hai itna, ab kuch ashk bhi bahanay do.
isi matti say ubhray thay Sultan-o-mihaas
junun-e-shahadat ubal raha hai,
hamain bhi zara aagay ab aanay do!

baray kissay sunay thay bazurgon ki qurbani k,
chalo aaj ab hamain bhi apnay lahu may nahanay do.
ga chukay jitnay ganay thay hum nay,
ab is qaum ko hum per bhi shahadat k geet ganay do.
(Ahmed)

Dedicated to the heroes of my Pak. Army :')
 
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The Gravity of life.

Twelve hours to go, the exams await me.
Experiences don't change me, i am what i'll always be.

Reckless, crazy.
I'm lazy.
My minds hazy.

I feel like i'm sinking,
Fate is winking.
Time is shrinking,
I just keep thinking.

One more day, and it'll all finally begin.
Yet, i'm on the same place i have always been.

Stuck at a point of no return,
The more you live, the more you learn.

This melody of uncertainty haunts me,
I guess, i am what i'll always be.

I realized, Life is all about believing,
There is no use grieving.

There is no life without gravity,
Without faith life would just be a cavity.

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Hahaha you make procrastination sound like a good thing!
 
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This life & no other.

The flesh so innocent it walks along
The road, believing it, & ceases to be ours.
We’re fate carrying a blown-out bicycle tire in one hand,Flesh
that has stepped out of its flesh
Always ahead of ourselves,
leaving the body behind us on the road.
 
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