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  • virtually_real 5w

    I will wait for you
    Zaid Khan

    Surely I will wait for you
    Till dark sky turns blue,
    Night comes to rest in drops of morning dew
    Your lips colour me pink in kiss saying adieu
    Above heights of heaven I run in your pursue
    Each passing moment turns amazingly new
    Soul starts singing songs without single clue

    Being quite clueless mine
    Only desire remains you
    I Will wait for you dear
    Till dark sky turns blue

    Our shadows speak as you sneak into my sight
    Your skin absorbs musical bliss of moonlight
    Silence of night sleeps in eyes quite bright
    Blissful blush ignites my flaming insights
    My eyes are painting your portray out of light
    Along rosy petals is your beauty infinite

    You become my lovely angel
    Whenever I lonely mew
    I Will wait for you dear
    Till dark sky turns blue

    I wander beneath wounds bleeding your name
    Restless memories feed upon each stifling stain
    Shackled at the shores of mind soaked in slain
    Fountain over eyes evolve blood bearing pain
    Barren lands of drained skin badly grudges gain
    Diluting dusky dreams thus rain engulfs vain
    Inscriptions of love slowly now turning plain
    Emotional rivers don't survive such divine drain

    Over hustling hearts of us
    Once eternal emotions blew
    Telling you that I will wait
    Till this dark sky turns blue

    All the day long your love holds my heart
    Setting into heavens pristine poems apart
    Lost in your love I miss that surreal start
    Running after you holding my poetic cart
    My life turns you into an eternal art
    You are universe and I'm smallest part

    We may stay away but
    We rejoice our love's hue
    I Will wait for you dear
    Till dark sky turns blue

    I miss your fingers woven to my hands
    Your soulful words wet my hearty lands
    I sensually crave for you to be back
    In your dress coloured in deep black
    To reach you there might be many ways
    But not a single one to find those lost days

    Feeling your love upon
    This lonely Christmas eve
    I Will wait for you dear
    Till dark sky turns blue

    I will wait for you dear
    Till you become my reality
    I will wait for you dear
    When sleeps the entire city
    I will wait for you dear
    Till our love finds eternity
    I will wait for you dear
    On steep edges of infinity
    I will wait for you dear
    To drown in poetic purity
    I will wait for you dear
    To sustain my surety
    I will wait for you dear
    To make my life again new
    I will wait for you dear
    Till dark sky turns blue

    Zaid Khan

    #valentine #love #pod #lyrics #lyricformyvalentine #ayeshakazi #i_am_fuddu_writer #ceesreposts #i2w @writersnetwork @mirakee @iammusaafiir @hridaya @samswan @zeiun_ziolet @poetrydelivery @theroyalhighness @tomorrow_is_amazing @ eisha_000

    Image credits - To the rightful owner.

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    I will wait for you

    No one will ever miss you
    The way I always do!


  • virtually_real 8w

    Happy delights dear stranger

    From the lovely gifts hidden between moving arms of clock, treasurer of time has bestowed you its loveliest gift today. Wrapped in alluring attire of love, making you sense your surreal beauty, which endures along the eternal time. Alike you are that special piece of cherry, placed on topmost layer of delicious cakes to beauty their looks. Even if you are small, you are the one who makes the biggest difference. Blissful vibes are evolving out in smallest amounts of air you exhale in your each breath.

    This soothing air caresses your sweetest feelings and brings them in front of my nose when I am ready to inhale. Sensual sweetness dissolves in each bit of air to make me absorb it in tiniest droplets of my blood. Imparting my blood its sparkling colour you settle deep inside the core of my heart. So my dearest stranger we are amazingly connected in this way via the air quite aromatic. I was gazing along my heart to find this essence of affection connecting our distinctive souls. Then a tuneful voice from our bonnie writer's clan has made me realise the wonders of this wordy reverie which wonderfully connects us. Words formulate the lace connecting our souls.

    You are the noblest person with a golden heart, which hides under your simple personality. Yet this personality upholds intuitive infinity in all of its caring shards. Twinkling in the darkest sky, you are the lone love of luna. But the normal mirrors inside your home, don't cast the righteous reflections of your truthful soul. So let me now place you, in front of a magical mirror which reflects your inner self. And today's your Birthday my dear, go and sink in this poetic mirror and find the reason why!

    You are beautiful the way you are
    Shining like my surreal star,
    Your loveliness is bliss at par
    Blissful beauty your lovely scar.
    Sitting beneath our heavenly tree
    Words make an emotional sea,
    Daily diving in alluring glee
    For your soul to set it free,
    Like around any flower a bee
    Makes with petals a firm decree,
    Never away to anyway flee
    You are petal and poetry the bee,
    Love is what words want to see
    Let me be you and you be me,
    Diving deep in this divine sea
    With pens arousing loveliest plea,
    Let's sink in its positive glee.

    Curbing uncured aura of fear
    Build immune out of falling tear,
    Run your life's car on fifth gear
    Making each ambition quite clear.
    Live this life for genuine sake
    For everyone to happy make,
    Respect and success all fake
    Truthful only the love's lake,
    To you destiny will try to shake
    But luckily you are now awake,
    Be ready now to lastly bake
    Your sorrows into delicious cake.
    Light up now these lovely lamps
    Life's entering into newest camps,
    Where still we are all champs
    Walking along our wordy ramps.
    Celebrate now this lovely day
    In each time you lovingly pray,
    Earlier were you an idol of clay
    Now it's your new birthday.

    Love your writing as its yours
    No one else this right deserves,
    To judge your work in single glace
    Is right only your heart reserves.
    Don't they know about success stories
    Of Joan Keats and J. K. Rowling,
    Earlier them people laughed upon
    Now their words in each heart gone.
    Hold your writeups close to heart
    They resemble your emotional cart,
    From the end upto the start
    They set sorrows amazingly apart.
    Hold your pen gentle in hand
    Paper is your subtle land.
    Dear writer work hard now
    As if world will know you how?
    Imagine your words soaring in sky
    Colouring clouds turning dry,
    These clouds your canvas and
    Love is your single sigh.

    Bestow world the best you can
    Let words flow under furious fan,
    Surrounding each soul your love
    Can make humanity an United clan.
    With pristine power of your pen
    Make this world a better place,
    Connecting all the human hearts
    Via strings of your wordy lace.

    I believe in kindness and affection to be part of our lives without any special reason but just for the wellbeing of our emotional world. So share these tokens of kindness, as love you show towards others is reflected back to you. And yess, with a higher magnitude indeed. Believe that best will happen on the best time for you in the best way possible.

    You are defining your destiny by the way you spend each second of your priceless life. My dear writer, your destiny is dripping down the nib of your pointed pen. Glide this nib in the best way and you will find the most beautiful painting of your destiny to be formed. Don't be afraid of anything, as the one who brought you here is the one who will lead your life always in future. Just please him with your deeds and he is all yours.

    I am the one whom you can never feel, as I am diluted in your shadow to stay always connected and be always apart. Though we would never meet my dear, remember my existence in each breath you exhale. I am always there around you in form of air and in image of kindness.

    From these words my soul reflects,
    This air which us amazingly connects,
    So now let me take your leave
    I am there do always believe.

    Adieu and Sayonara!

    Best regards from

    A heart singing your name on music of its beats.

    @writersnetwork @mirakee @iammusaafiir @jenniferara @fastidious_fascicle @samswan @zeiun_ziolet @lovenotes_from_carolyn @hridaya @theroyalhighness

    #pod #writersnetwork #s_rooh #i2w

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  • virtually_real 14w

    Naively In love
    Zaid Khan

    When I entered my classroom yesterday, my eyes collided with something strange written on wooden bench I used to sit upon.

    As in excitement I went closer to have a clear glance, and I saw a heart being pierced by the bow. On two lateral sides of bow, two different names were inscribed and unluckily my name was one of those two.

    The other name was of the most beautiful girl in entire school. That goes without saying, rumours and murmurs filled the whole air around. Teachers were converted into unexperienced investigating cops, and culprits ( Artists of Bench painting ) were assured about credibility of these cops.

    Two names were never against this crime, but it's itself a crime to accept this fact! Innocence in these interactions within the school premises, has its truthful place hidden in each heart here.

    Let's revisit this soulful naivety and mischievous mania deeply embedded in our souls.

    Let's Fall Again 'Naively In Love'

    @writersnetwork @mirakee @samswan @iammusaafiir @jenniferara @zeiun_ziolet @tomorrow_is_amazing @fastidious_fascicle @theroyalhighness @hridaya

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    Naively in Love

    Sensual messages scribbled upon
    Canvases of woody benches,
    Delighting my darkest desires
    Essences of attractive senses.
    A heart holding two names
    Souls igniting flirty flames,
    Adjoined by the blunt bow
    Starring from their restless row
    Girls and boys breathing together
    Lustrous zephyr love infused,
    Time to when teacher returns
    All of them usually used.
    Writings on those final pages
    Notebooks being bloomy stages
    Bonnie birds singing together
    Songs lasting eternal ages.
    Innocence in those lovely winks
    Stops heart a moment to think
    Evolving out perennial ink
    Enduring as the surreal link.
    Connecting few distinct souls
    Blissful bonds of dreams intense,
    Caressing each creamy crush
    Our desires the furious fence.
    Knowingly reeking rings thrown
    Pleasing persons picking them,
    Expects escalating heartbeats
    Glittering via a gloomy gem.
    Meeting eyes manic muse
    Fearing of their flirting news,
    Ignoring old outdated views
    Eluding their teary dews.
    Arousing via the acrostic air
    Figuring out the time fair
    Chasing that cheesy chair
    Touching each pristine pair
    Air revokes a great despair.

    Crushed balls of piercing paper
    Flying planes of mystic message,
    Transmit trusty feelings that
    Fret on emotional passage.
    Flattering praises for girly gang
    Beguiles blush to bestow bliss,
    Awarding cheeky boyish bang
    Fuels of that fragrant kiss.
    Sharing lunchbox soaked in dove
    Food dedicating delicious love,
    Spices adding spice in heart
    Recess reliving lovely start.
    Drinking water with some wreck
    Dreamy drops wetting dress,
    Fingers over careless mouth
    Cleaning some watery excess.
    Smiles soaring in the sky
    Making lovely lips dry
    Clasping each wordy wry
    Laughing at the longest lie
    Beauty upholds right to cry
    Unanswered is the quest why
    Yet in rumours of restless fly
    Classroom is the rolling die.
    Flying kisses from angelic lips
    Never board the perfect trips
    From one to other bench it flips
    Bonded with those hair clips
    Having drops of watery sips
    Words making sugary dips
    Lovely lust never skips
    From surreal soul some time slips.
    Leaning towards those lips then
    Father figure haunts the mind,
    Venomous vision diminished yet
    Lovers we are of true kind.
    Thrown bag and scattered books
    All in haste of her looks
    As her eyes the elegant hooks
    Bonded to my poetic books.
    She the sound of selfless soul
    Me the bowl of blemished goal,
    My trust only tied to threads
    Hailing down her stupid stole.

    Playground as the name suggests
    Is the place to play some games,
    But wooing now the only sport
    Played for feminist fames.
    Reality's not that sweet dream
    Parents expect in school premise,
    Attractions between bloomy buds
    Is reason you became parent why.
    Crushes converting into couples
    Lovers lifting their lonely minds,
    In this mist of mewling muse
    Students being blushing blinds.
    Destined not to follow the rules
    Defined by senseless schools,
    Only in love with books are those
    Proclaimed as purest fools.
    Hands in hands to hearts in hands
    Eternal love always expands,
    From the soils of lurking lands
    Lending shirts of expensive brands,
    Boy does each foolish stuff
    Till in principal's office he lands,
    Many injustices a male withstands
    Yet he never ends his plans.
    Offering seats in school bus
    Invites some flattering fuss,
    Not issues here to discuss
    Words usually mean to truss.
    Flying with the windy gush
    Hearty atlas feels the hush,
    Stopping bus mean to slush
    Bringing back lost ambush.

    See you soon and goodbyes
    Carved on clouds in skies,
    Walking afar in disguise
    Eyes attaching truthful ties.
    Waves from hasty hands
    Kisses from lustrous lips,
    From one to another stop
    Back to back love flips.
    Call me soon and message me
    Are the words evolving out,
    As if fleeting away forever
    Is in mind the only doubt.
    Sharing the books in which
    Only a single paper matters,
    Holding a lovely note which
    In humic heaven scatters.
    Finally the bus moves ahead
    Letters opened to be read,
    Not worrying about the bread
    Stomach filled with what she said.
    Life rewards us wonderful time
    Ignorant when is each crime,
    Schooldays being delightful dine
    On the innocent way to shine.
    Me being yours and you being mine
    Our interactions so divine,
    Rhyming with soul's rhyme
    Love in school tastiest wine.


  • virtually_real 14w

    Walk with me

    Hold my heart firm in hand
    Till the dark is beachy sand
    Fingers on my hand do land
    Emotions on verge to stand
    Being me a blooming bland
    Sleepy is my soulful land
    Only because you do stand
    In ocean of my hearty sand
    Weaving waves our true love
    On canvas of humic dove
    Being trust an ocular glove
    Your simple smile is all above
    Pristine pearl of sea you are
    Clasping every surreal star
    Eyelids being the bonnie bar
    Darkness you are from afar
    Gleaming in my drunken glee
    Nowhere close the way to flee
    From the eyes made to see
    Me like it's soulful spree
    Only witness is of me
    Your soul the buzzing bee
    Revolving around lovely we
    To urging you dissolve in me
    Hold for once my heart to be
    Apart from this glorious glee
    C'mon dear walk with me
    Walk with me over the sea

    Delight of my dawn is you
    Lights of my life were few
    Yet being my light new
    You spark a diabolic dew
    Hailing down my eyes it
    Haunts only for a bit
    Of lucky love to up lit
    Each of our furious flit
    Mews of moaning morn
    Blew pages previously torn
    From each word is again born
    Bliss of our alluring adorn
    Reliving each bit of me
    Your hugs the healing plea
    Caressing each curse of thee
    Your laugh the refreshing tea
    Each falling leaf of tree
    Flying off my mental emcee
    Reminds me about you
    Whose words my hearty key
    Away from the zephyr of
    Your affection purely eternal
    World seems so barred with
    Detections surely fraternal
    Decide living a life in second
    And an afterlife in moment
    Not do we have enough
    Time to fret and lament
    Kiss my lips again to see
    Lavishing love evolving free
    Curtains of stars are down
    Paving way for deep decree
    On this night you and me
    Forget every fastidious flee
    C'mon dear walk with me
    Walk with me over the sea


  • virtually_real 15w

    Ramps of Exams

    (It's worth a read)

    Exams are the rattling ramps, filled with the riots of mind and heart, with soul and senses.
    Paved for the knight of mews and mania...grooming along the gleams of success and frets of failures. Each step obliges the hearty barrow to get diminished into the oblivion of unrest and anxiety. Slowly the sleep is seduced and dreams are diluted in the mist of wordy muse. Ramp is decorated with the mirages of mean miracles...restricted to ones own self. The weary words revolve around the meadow of mind to elude the education in mere amounts of ink spilled on the paper. Exams made to test the memory and tease the truthful thoughts...who dare dreaming against the book.

    From ages many stages have passed into the wordy pages. Yet the ramp of exam still continues to chuck the cheers of originality soaring against the bookish beliefs. Lost into the tradition of slavery, our insights are dimmed in droughts for new thoughts. We the wreck of words just...wanna be called educated. When still the life's exams are those who have their true existence..and we used to fail in them. Doesn't matters, as the ink spilled on paper determines the destination for us to drown in life. Drowning against the will of heart and for the selfish sake of mind. Heart being the slave of mind and dreams being the servants of seamless slavery...nothing more than a robot we are!

    Nostalgic nudge of exams is evolving out the unemployed youth to shake in the showers of disrespect and crimson crimes. Rusted ramps of exams will never lead to the wonders we used to ponder about. Unless a new chapter opens beyond the bounds of books and ravages of perplexed pages. Boundless is our succeed in its eternal exams, which designed by our only original master. Let's reverberate this ramp to take the rust away from its floors...and make our lives surreal beyond scores.

    Hoar of this ramp needs to be reverberated once again...with blows of terrifically modern thoughts and hunger for the change. Beginning to be an ending for something which previously was meaningless. Exams must be infused with a new meaning which goes against the mean mirages of mystic miracles. Deaf is the one who dreams as per someone else's desires!

    We are only responsible to the figure we see in the mirror in front of which we stand. Not exams, grades, degrees, certificates, reputation, status, and looks have the right to define us! 'Listen to the rules only created by your own heart'...This is the only truthful rule to exist in our life. Self love and satisfaction always comes first. Let's chirp for the change which is the choice of our youth.

    ~Zaid Khan

    @lovenotes_from_carolyn @iammusaafiir @zeiun_ziolet @samswan @mirakee @writersnetwork @tomorrow_is_amazing @jenniferara @prashantlm @when_eyes_narrate

    #i2w #s_rooh #pod #exams #pressure #suicide

    If the exams and our integral education system is good enough then,

    ● Why most of the educated youth in our country is unemployed?

    ● Why millions of students commit suicide each year before and after exams?

    ● Why the most successful people in present world were never praised by the education system in past?

    ● Why the most creative minds don't belong to that highly qualified clan of toppers in academics?

    Many more whys, and not a single rational answer. A change is must, this darkness surely needs to be diminished by the dawn of new thoughts and system for education!

    ☆Basically the incapable one is also defined as a capable and intellectual person due to these flaws in our education system. For an instance it happens like this in my nation-

    1) Money given as bribes and donations, assures your admission in good institutes.
    2) Phobia of your sociopolitical status paves your way to get good scores in each semester.
    3) At last You achieve your degree by investing minimum amount of efforts.
    4) And thus a simple stupid is transformed into a genius by truthful influences of our system.

    And those who truly deserve the right of quality education, are deprived on basis of their poverty and mere sociopolitical status.☆

    Why don't we kill our students instead of suffocating them in this hell of injustice and meaningless run for miseries? It's the question that, every teenager wants to ask this entire world of weird nature!

    Make sure to share your thoughts with me...I love the people who correct my mistakes! This series is back again #_change_society

    Have an insightful glance at the poetic piece below!

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    Deadly Didactic

    Frosted mind with plunged hearts
    Bleeds from its blooming ends,
    Pierced by the poignant papers
    Bonded with these blind trends.
    Dejection of disciplined deeds
    Grooms along greedy needs,
    By fretting frames of humanity
    On wreck of words it feeds.
    Endurance of education now
    Ends along the engulfed dews,
    Of suicidal hinges hailing down
    From ceilings of studious mews.
    Mere drops of lifeless ink
    Evolving out memorised words,
    On canvas of careless papers
    Being the life of disguised nerds.
    Thoughtless tables and chairs are
    Only the solid stuff around studies,
    As our knowledge is deleted quickly
    In a new year with old buddies.
    Sentences we are used to recite
    Day and night with all the might,
    Caressing the curious journey
    Of mind to find its truthful sight.
    Completion of nomadic notebooks
    By copying from exam guides,
    Is wild run towards oblivion
    Where only there are restless rides.
    Rides to the earn the manic money
    Struggle to sing the soulless song,
    Making our existence shorter
    And it's shadow quite long.
    Baffled in this bruise of
    Satisfaction being separated,
    In this weary world yet
    Our status is overrated.
    Education just a mirage now
    Blows away the bonnie life,
    Exams hanging on our heads
    Are brutal like its blunt knife.

    Connection of this lame learning
    Is made cleverly with earning
    Due to its partial nature yet
    We only earn the mere yearning.
    Sun of the shining souls
    Sets in this dark dilemma,
    Of only worth for written pages
    If reality dilutes in enigma.
    Realistic are not the rains
    Precipitating from academic skies,
    As selfish are it's waffled waters
    Infused with the panic lies.
    Lost in the lavishing lust
    Of success in vanishing vain
    Only from this alluring amor
    Evolved out is perennial pain.
    Values and the goodness is
    Drowned in the surreal score,
    Based on the amount of
    Words which can memory store.
    Haunt for the hoar of grades
    Arrogance of the mean marks,
    Pours some cold water
    On mind which truly sparks.
    Glittering gleams of gold medals
    Hanging from that nostalgic neck
    Is the hinge for many others
    Who don't respect the acerbic wreck.
    Competition of intuition now
    Ignites many senseless slaves,
    Based on the worldly expect
    Who always do behaves.
    Gloomy days and naked nights
    Both revoke the reverting mind,
    Running towards those great stats
    Each shredded soul in blind.

    At careless age of being cross-legged
    Each day our fingers are crossed,
    For the day to end in peace
    When life again is once tossed.
    Abusive are my respected teachers
    Hurting are their terrible thoughts,
    With nothing to lose ahead for me
    I die in these deceiving droughts.
    Respect is reflected towards
    Those who hold their grades high,
    For those who have truthful talent
    Have a better choice to die.
    Stream of my seamless senses
    Never flows on biased lands,
    As in its base it
    Only has its original sands.
    My ears are now used to
    Those shouts of shapeless scolds
    As deep in its drum it
    Some anxiety surely holds.
    Smile on my face does
    The best deceive in all the while,
    When in glimpse of papers it
    Always sights the clever wile.
    Treachery is the tranquil of
    Teachings we trap is class,
    Lynching our humic heart
    Wordy pieces of broken glass.
    Gushing out of gallows now
    Let's play our righteous role,
    Only in this world we are
    Responsible to our own soul.

    Weathered and weak is
    Flawed foundation where we exist,
    Few only are mentioned here
    Way beyond our sense is list.
    Let's strive to change something
    We can easily change in us,
    Never scold a child on
    Basis of educational truss.
    Let us live our life the way
    We always dreamt to live,
    Beyond the bounds of judgements
    Where always we relieve.
    Where comparison is diminished
    And talent always shines,
    Bliss is filled in days
    Starry are the nighty lines.
    Free are we to dream the way
    We always used to desire
    Let's put a lot of logs
    In our dreamy fire.
    Let's walk for the change
    Let's dream for the good
    Ready to emerge in fire is
    My each wandering wood!


  • virtually_real 18w

    Zaid Khan

    // Sin of slavery still exists in the deep drenches of our developing societies //

    ☆You are free to skip the caption, as the poetic piece below contains all of its juices☆

    On this Children's Day,

    It's my try to make the problem of child labour, human trafficking, and illegal business of human organs to come in limelight of highly creative artists and sensitive human beings on Mirakee.

    This poem is written in Villanelle style of Poetry, by being inspired by 'One Art' poem of Elizabeth Bishop.

    This poetry style follows the certainly strict rules of rhymes and repetation of words.

    It is generally of 6 paragraphs

    In which the following rhyme scheme as per every para is followed


    Repetation scheme

    ☆Last word of first line is the last word of 2nd and 4th para
    ☆Last word of third line is the last word of 3rd and 5th para
    ☆In 6th para the last word of 1st and 3rd lines are used as last words in final 2 lines of the

    It's quite complicated, but the flow which it imparts to the poem can easily oblige any poetic heart to fall In love with this fantastic style of poetry.

    This poem depicts that, how a slave strives vigorously hard, everyday for the sake of sustaining the arrogant mark ( Pride ) of their Lords but in this work, their own mark
    ( existence ) is someday diminished into the oblivion of unseen scourge and regrets.

    This children's day, let us strive to make this world a better place for the young and talented minds to live in! Free from Child labour and scourge of slavery.

    Think profoundly after reading the poem below!

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @iammusaafiir @fastidious_fascicle @secretwords @lovenotes_from_carolyn @when_eyes_narrate @jeniayn @jenniferara @zeiun_ziolet

    It's part of my series #_change_society

    #pod #mirakee #passionbookworm #i2w #s_rooh #slaves #slavery

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    Slowly the slaves were released in dark
    disrupted delimma of their lavishing lifes
    surrendered to sustain an exotic mark

    Eyes blurred while infusing with spark
    bleeding out of lord's unjust knives
    cutting nostalgic frosted nerves of dark

    Raising the auric bars of arrogant arc
    vigorously each day he strives
    to glorify acrostic muse of mark

    In eternal oblivion of emotional stark
    on colossal canvases of hearty hives
    slowly the slaves were caressed in dark

    Nowhere is the placid place to embark
    for the furiously flamed deprives
    in shadows of mystically mewling mark

    Affront arousing with lustrous lark
    is diabolic dent on reverting rives
    slowly the slaves got diluted in dark
    glorious arc diminished their mark


  • virtually_real 19w

    Meaning of my name is meaning of my life!

    ( Caption contains some extra info about my name, you can directly read the main piece if you desire )

    As you all know my name is ZAID and it's in Arabic which upholds a great meaning for us to reveal ahead.

    This name was suggested by my beloved maternal uncle! Which was approved by my late grandfather and I was named by this wonderful word.

    Itself this word is name of a great writer of all times, Hazrat Zaid-bin-thabith (R.A.)
    Who has wrote the best book of Arabic language, The Holy Quran!

    Quran is the word of gracious Allah (God), which was scattered amongst many early followers of Prophet Muhammad (Peace be upon him). Harzat Zaid, was the writer who vigorously worked hard to compile the beautiful verses and chapters of Quran and wrote the first copy of this divine book.

    Which contains 114 chapters and more than 6000 verses! All of them bestowed by Almighty to his beloved Prophet for guidance and welfare of entire humanity. And this book is completely identical to the modern printed Quran.

    As well as 'Zaid' means 'to prosper' or 'to develop'

    Along with this, 'Zaid' is the only name of any early followers of complete Islam, to be mentioned in Holy Quran. This shows the love of almighty for him and it was proclaimed by his Prophet when Hazrat Zaid was very young.

    It is used for males.

    So to describe in one line the meaning of my name is -

    'A writer who is beloved of Almighty and blessed with prosperity for his entire life in this world and for the life after resurrection.'

    My heartiest thanks to a divinely blessed soul, @carolyns_challenges_and_quotes for this amazingly blissful challenge, which made the laziest person on Mirakee to do some research on his own name! Your challenge made me discover the meaning of my life, Love you from the core Ma'am!

    If you are reading till yet, don't miss the poetic piece below!

    If you know more about my name, or wanna correct some mistakes in info, Please feel free to notify via comments!

    Inspired by my beloved paa @iammusaafiir I would like to use an acronym here to define me shortly.

    Z ephyr of truthful zion
    A cquired by a selfless soul
    I nfused by his bliss of
    D ove in angelic role

    Enjoy reading the piece below!

    ☆ Glossary for the poem ☆

    Substantive : A word/words functioning as noun
    Plethora : Extreme excess
    Absurd : Irrational condition
    Eonian : Everlasting/eternal
    Bonnie : Beautiful
    Oculus : Organ of sight (eyes)
    Revues : Entertaining show of varied arts.

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    Plethora of marvellous meanings
    Embedded in this fabulous word,
    Will endure till trembling time
    When World becomes absurd.
    Bliss of bonnie blessings
    Of my eonian Almighty,
    Is induced divinely in
    My name till eternity.
    It blooms in my heart
    My resurrection in skies,
    Where the world remarks
    It's devotion on rise.
    Art of soulful scribbling
    Dissolves in my name,
    As oculus of humanity
    An everlasting flame.
    Panorama of tranquillity
    In each of my deeds,
    Is reflection of my name
    From where love bleeds.
    Revolving with kindness
    Along my heavenly hues,
    Drop of my intuitive ink
    Depicts poetic revues.

    Words are barely brunette
    Yet thoughts thoroughly spark,
    Reliving my vigorous journey
    My name is the only mark.
    Four alphabets it upholds
    In its meaningful moulds,
    Imparting to my lame life
    Existence of wordy golds.
    Substantive for my identity
    Defies my linguistic rife,
    Meaning of my name thus
    Becomes meaning of my life!


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    Me And You
    Zaid Khan

    // Feel the Inflamed flow of fierce feelings fretted from this flawed heart //

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    Me and you

    Aisle abode abiding us
    On periphery of deterring dreams,
    Is hypnotic hate arousing from
    Aura of our glittering gleams.
    Shades of our shivering souls
    Shred from this sloppy sleep,
    Fretting all our emotions in
    Abyss of venomous weep.
    Blistering blows of beauty has
    Bestowed it's auric astound,
    To dreamy drops of poetic love
    Hailing down on heavenly ground.
    Shadows of diabolic dove
    Sparkling with sensual bloom,
    Caressed our halcyon hearts
    In affront of groaning gloom.
    Vivacious flow of dreamy dusk
    Verges ambitious desires upon
    Flaming fires eluding us
    On canvas of acerbic dawn.
    Nirvana in my coral nerves
    Carries some burial bliss,
    Blushing along emotional clime
    Resembles my aural amiss.
    Inflamed and infused in
    Hoar of our hatred hues,
    My famed words diluted in
    Eyes evolving mystic dews.
    Perception of precision has
    Pierced all our placid pains,
    Leaving on lustrous lips
    Scourge of salvaging stains.
    Cringes creeping along
    Corners of mewling mind,
    Yields a vigorous vision
    In eyes of beguiling blind.

    Amber fleeting away from
    Our rising sun of sleep,
    Conceals our heartbeats
    In span of luring leap.
    Lurking in my soul
    An eon of lunar instinct,
    Oozes river out in words
    On steps of crooner extinct.
    Mopping mind's crimson floors
    Beneath trembling thoughts,
    Intuitive is the igneous paper
    Draining deceiving droughts.
    Flawed and feeble is
    Our each emotion around,
    Heavens in the dark as
    Graves beneath the ground.
    Slavery is the serene smell
    Flowing beside us,
    Along reeking flesh of frost
    In sneaking floral fuss.
    Oasis of emotional waters
    Is the love binding both,
    With dune of devilish desire
    In shrouds of divine oath.

    Prophetic leaves plunged while
    Incarnating our messages,
    Hinged along sacred shores
    Between hearty passages.
    Emotions got seduced
    In your peremptory purge,
    Enduring in mews of morn
    Mist of finery urge.
    Divinity is drowning in
    Essence of excellence,
    Beneath blooming buds of
    Your perennial presence.
    Crescendo is crowning it's
    Muse upon your heart,
    Glorious and golden is
    It's each sensual part.
    Infused in soulful barrow
    Ejecting wordy emotions,
    Our love is caressed in
    Divinely nourished notions.
    Havoc penetrating in our
    Souls quite eternal,
    Is gonna flow away
    On our fretting funeral.

    Abrupt of greedy desires
    On canvas of humic heart,
    Obliged you and me to
    Stay always apart.
    Yet our love so true
    Reliving Adam and Eve,
    Always blooms between
    In shards of me and you
    You will be breathing dear
    Till the apocalyptic time,
    In words on poetic pages
    In each revealing rhyme.
    In this reflecting hue
    Dreams are to pursue
    Again from an end new
    Souls start to brew
    Our emotions tuned together
    Always they accrue
    Waiting to be entwined
    Are angels me and you!


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    Feeling really awesome to participate in this amazing challenge by our very beloved

    Which gave me the opportunity to discover myself and find my own identity and fall in love with it. As I'm quite late, it was my luck to get another brilliant quote to participate in today's challenge as well! Love you Ma'am and this piece is just to express myself,
    IT'S ME AND JUST ME! ♡♥♡♥

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    It's me

    My heart is heavenly zion
    Sparkling above the horizon
    Pure as divine scion
    Bright like shining aton.
    Living for my dreams
    I drown in poetic streams,
    Diluting on the way
    All my gloomy gleams.
    Spark in my perennial pen
    Is enduring in my eyes,
    Elevating my hasty heart
    Above the sneaking skies.
    Being a relentless river
    A Soul's senseless believer
    Loving each dusky deceiver
    I only have love to deliver.
    Being a selfless shadow
    In this wild meadow
    Of mewling mild widow
    I design wordy bravado.
    To shout against the evil
    Nourished within us,
    Ignored by the humanity
    In its furious fuss.
    Hearing all the noise
    Erupting on sleeping shores
    I'm the one who walks
    Along his hearty chores

    I'm beautiful because
    I seek my beauty in stranger's smile,
    Travelling with selflessness
    Even being an esteemed exile.
    I'm proud of myself because
    I'm willing to bring a change,
    Though I'm young but
    My ambitions are strange.
    I'm worthy because
    I can never deceit anyone,
    You will never regret after
    Having with me some fun.
    My mind is in free verse
    Heart is drugged to rhymes,
    As signifying rhymes hide
    Beneath the terrible times.
    Lost yet leaned towards
    Lavishing lights of loneliness,
    Is the state where my
    Crimes need never to confess.
    Confession is the art which
    I've learnt way before,
    When world used to laugh
    On my deafen abhor.

    In this den of iniquity
    Nameless flame is flourishing,
    Between the dark dreams it
    Is seamlessly nourishing.
    Becoming hope for each
    Blind to travel ahead,
    On the Oracle oils
    It's divinity is fed.
    Helping and loving is
    Mantra of my life,
    Due to this my all
    Happiness becomes rife.
    I will be weathered one day
    My body would decay,
    Yet in this weary world
    All my words will stay.
    My soul will see its
    Lord with all its grace,
    Tying every truthful soul
    With his divine lace.
    Love will be infinite
    Trust will be perennial,
    All of my words will
    Surely become surreal.

    Glory of God is
    In Songs of poetic birds,
    I fall with every dawn
    In love with my words.
    Always flying free
    Intuitive as the spree
    With my glorious glee
    Thoughts ready to flee
    Under this terrific tree
    I today firmly decree
    Gracefully it's me
    And Just me!


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    I slept on the crimson floors
    Of mind's mewling heart,
    Blooming in my dreams
    Dying in caressing cart.
    Cart of this ruthless world
    Shards of its manic scream,
    Still pierce my blissful world
    In reminiscence of moaning gleam.
    How we were used to soar
    In shades of nostalgic nights,
    With hands glued hands and
    Lips upon our insights.
    Gloomy yet golden was
    The day when we met,
    Blessing was the only thing
    In disguise what I get.
    Pond was filled with
    Auric water of Astound,
    When we were used to sit
    Along its greenish ground.
    Seeing your restless reflection
    On waves of weary water,
    My heart eluded it's
    Love on this soulful slaughter.
    Relentless were seconds and
    Blissful were the hours,
    Crescendo of our love was
    Dancing with the flowers.
    Zephyr was arousing our
    Emotions upto heights,
    Flawless and feeble were
    Signals of our sights.
    Signs were enough to
    Read our hearty book,
    Luck was more dark than
    What it seemed to look.

    At last you laid upon
    Your bed of bloodshed,
    Alluring in your memories
    All my poems you read.
    Destiny was defining our
    Love to be left incomplete,
    All of our prayers were
    Lynched by Godly deceit.
    You were my only bliss
    Will be my only love,
    In soil of your grave I
    Found my delightful dove.
    I was waiting for the day
    When I fearlessly kiss you,
    Yet in this weary world
    I will seamlessly miss you.
    You can't become mine
    Yet my soul is all yours,
    We will surely meet dear
    In our heavenly tours.
    In this fuss of flaws my
    Feelings are escalating,
    I know for me your soul
    Is yet eagerly waiting!

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