Death vs. Life

Composed by: Azm

"I'm a bitter truth,
You a sugar coated lie.
I'm the one all loath,
they hate good bye";
yet again,
defeated by death,
with pain,
lost breath,
That's life!

The eclipse on the sense of god,
and that on humankind;
with a second's rush in veins,
disappearance from mind.

Still they keep seeking,
through deepest roots of struggles;
restricting among living and dying,
and the obsolete mortals.

Bounded by the illusions,
running for more,
where reality threatens,
yet happiness they seek for.

Copyright © 2012 Azm

Phase 1

Composed by: Azm

They lay the veil down,
block the world's view;
Left with only sounds,
giving a different clue.

And the lens that's set above,
on the ceiling up so high,
watching out every move,
not a minute to sigh.

We're the captives of the demons,
ordering from the wooden stage,
roaring upon us like zoo lions,
pouring down their rage.

Yet we stay silent,
paralyzed like a prey,
tired of the hypocrites,
wondering what may.

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Where do I stand??

Composed by: Azm

The sound of silence,
the worthy while,
none that make sense,
strengthening yet fragile.
And through the blue lens,
beyond few miles,
along hundred untold stories,
bringing smiles;
with sadness and glories,
kept in mind.

The vibes of nature,
the whispering wind,
the frozen peaks,
the winged beasts ,
swimming along;
taking a different mode.

The ups and downs,
the highs and lows,
the blooming jasmine,
the withered rose.
See the difference,
feel the pain,
behind the cold fossils,
secrets remain,
carrying cruel smiles,
calling fake names;
It's for me they cry out,
I'm all there to blame!!

Copyright © 2011 Azm

The Narcotic Awesomeness

Composed by: Azm

Oh! Almighty those days I now reveal,
lighting the green; wound it healed;
I booked my flight to another place,
heaven before me that I faced;
I needled my nerves, powdered my nose,
did all those wacky stuffs I once adored;
The pleasure that arose; about no one I thought,
enjoyed the wrong way; with all I fought.

                                                  

…And now I live the life of dead,
no one cares; the tears I shed;
I wish I’d followed all along,
doping wasn't only bad but wrong;
Now the innocent faces lay before,
treat me like a narcotic whore;
Today it’s hard to pay my debts,
I beg for love that no one lets.

[[MESSAGE:

Just message to all the kids,
don’t do drugs; you get torn to bits;

Stay clean, stay far from it,

spread peace & preach where the heaven meets.]]

((P.S. I've never done drugs but got the idea of writing about the experience from a friend who's recently been sent to a rehab for his addiction...))

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As it is!

Composed by: Azm

The carved traces on the tall mountains,
with a pinch of golden sun,
silver linings on the clouds above,
the snowy peaks smiling down,
at the withered roses,
waiting to be born,
along with the bare trees,
expecting their turn.

There the howling wolves wander,
in the wilderness, having fun,
the pretty birds sing and fly,
enjoying their season,
the humankind put in effort
And the whole existence wears a smile.

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The Broken Glasses

Composed by: Azm

The broken glasses still scare me,
they wake me up every night.
I panic, I sweat, I surrender,
somehow manage to on the light.

I lay aghast as it haunts,
yet no hustle tussle.
Even the dead cricket taunts,
and more I fear.

The terrifying nights never get over,
unless I throw them all;
those bits and pieces I'd gathered
over these years, all along.

It makes me wonder,
why didn’t I get rid of these,
that cloud my sunny days,
and make my nights freeze.

Then it strikes my mind,
I did want to throw these,
I tried leaving things behind,
but they followed me with the breeze.


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NaCl

Composed by: Azm

Look how quite it stays;
with no complaints,
it follows their ways.

It may be pure,
it may blend with many,
still takes a while to dissolve, for sure!

How readily it gives up then,
loses oneself,
to be called one of them.

They get ready to be served,
spreading wonderful aroma,
who says, "There! That’s the salt"?

Copyright© 2011 Azm

10 Reasons why I Love Summer (ie hate winter)

1. I was BORN then =D (I love my birthday more than any other days)

2. You get to wear all those wonderful summery clothes

3. ICE-CREAM!! (They're the best part about summer)

4. I don't catch cold....{{ (-_-) haachhiiiiii ...look at me now)

5. I don't suffer from sooo much pain.

6. I dont have to put on hundreds of clothes.

7. ahh!! and the awesome nights!

8. You dont hesitate to wake up

9. You get to look hawwwttt ;)

10. BECAUSE ITS SUMMERRRRRR!!!!

वरिपरी ढुङ्गामाटो बिछ्याउँदै ब्यस्त थिएँ

आफैले छाएको घेरा को कैदी भएँ;

अब जब निस्कन खोज्छु, भित्रभित्रै बाँधिएको पाउँछु

केवल परमेश्वर कृपा गर्छन्, उनकै देनमा रमाउँछु

-Azm

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Let it be!

-Azm

Let the unspoken words remain;

Let the unheard songs remain;

Let the unfelt touch remain;

Let it be.

To let it be is the theme;

To let go as it is.

Nothing to care,

nothing to scare.

The fresh new leaves,

all on their own,

it’s a call for freedom!

Freedom, that they longed for,

The freedom, to speak those words;

The freedom, to hear those songs;

The freedom, to feel the touches;

They are Free!

Let it be!!

©2011 Azm

The Golden Delight

-Azm

The money talks;

The money stalks;

The money walks;

The money sucks.

The money cares;

The money shares;

The money dares;

The money a-wares.

The money wakes;

The money takes;

The money makes;

The money fakes.

The money loves;

The money hoes.

The money hates;

The money rates;

The money waits;

The money fates.        

The money befriends;

The money sends;

The money defends;

The money lends;

The money trends;

The money spends.

The money weighs;

The money betrays;

The money decays;

The money pays;

The money praise;

The money gaze.

The money brings;

The money sings;

The money swings;

The money flings.

The money shines;

The money defines;

The money signs;

The money fines.

Ahhhh!!! The money TALKS!!!

©2011 Azm