tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66270716399534203692024-02-19T11:28:46.187+05:00Ashes to dustHey there!. Welcome to my blog, my name is Ahmer Qureshi. I am sixteen and a poem writer and sometimes I write stories too. Have a look at some of my works and tell me your views.Ahmer Qureshihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13585823134317478116noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6627071639953420369.post-53862975159701304852011-06-26T22:41:00.000+05:002011-06-26T22:41:07.838+05:00Love and Literature<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKhVLdroL2V9V6FJbx2VMRVjVl7gv8VXbE9Ex-1XXJqrr10oaRgxJqt1ERflJozuS3CMJ4efN3iFH6nqQ1YxOez4dNcaaM7GGCUsxlSsABrLB_6JV69sfytEs0Rxhwd36b1jxKhpZGYp0/+Book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKhVLdroL2V9V6FJbx2VMRVjVl7gv8VXbE9Ex-1XXJqrr10oaRgxJqt1ERflJozuS3CMJ4efN3iFH6nqQ1YxOez4dNcaaM7GGCUsxlSsABrLB_6JV69sfytEs0Rxhwd36b1jxKhpZGYp0/+Book.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
I am writing a poem<br />
I am writing a prose,<br />
Its going to be about you<br />
Its going to be about our love.<br />
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I will describe it in one verse<br />
I will describe it in two verses,<br />
I hope a paragraph will be enough,<br />
Or maybe I will write a story, a short ballad,<br />
It may not be perfect but it will be just enough.<br />
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How about I put my words in a sonnet<br />
Not just one, how about a whole lot?<br />
I will put in some words so compassionate,<br />
It will just make your heart melt<br />
At least that's what I hope it will do.<br />
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I can write a play<br />
Make it like Romeo and Juliet,<br />
Write it so that everybody lives happily in the end<br />
Why should anyone die for our love to be eternally remembered?.Ahmer Qureshihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13585823134317478116noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6627071639953420369.post-5179167410856741062011-06-06T15:01:00.000+05:002011-06-06T15:01:27.002+05:00Life of me.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3564/3424634184_c35116bdd9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3564/3424634184_c35116bdd9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I wake up to a sunny day<br />
my heart empty, my eyes full<br />
just an ordinary day in my life.<br />
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I walk out to the street,<br />
I see people scurrying like rats in a steel pipe<br />
each one with no aim just an empty destiny<br />
Put on a plastic smile, a beautiful art, if i must say,<br />
greet the wolves in disguise<br />
oh if they would only show their true selves.<br />
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I arrive at my destination, the dreaded school<br />
a institution for intellectual fools<br />
I stroll through the hall ways, hiding from the bright faces,<br />
marking my every step the eyes of the cameras follow me<br />
would it kill them, to just leave me alone.<br />
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Entering the classroom I am greeted by the resonating voices<br />
echoing on the walls, perpetually, no end<br />
I can't even do anything about it, but hope it gets over fast<br />
but time was never my friend, oh no, it just loves to go slow.<br />
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The bell rings, the class ends, its finally over,<br />
I get up and walk out, see your angelic face in the far corner,<br />
I try and get close to you, but you just keep going far away,<br />
the distance it just gets bigger and bigger,<br />
what a strange paradox,<br />
what keeps me alive, I am afraid will be the death of me.<br />
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Suddenly you fade away, and I start falling,<br />
I don't know how or where, but why should I care,<br />
if you are not with me, the world its just a myth.<br />
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I wake up, its over my nightmare, its ended,<br />
my love, she is gone, never to be seen again,<br />
I get up from the bed,<br />
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<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">my heart empty, my eyes full</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">just an ordinary day in my life. </div><br />
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Ahmer Qureshihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13585823134317478116noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6627071639953420369.post-65330228123108477942011-04-20T23:50:00.000+05:002011-04-20T23:50:08.441+05:00A dream.<b>And she looked into my eyes with the radiance of a thousand suns </b><br />
<b>oh how she smelled of the fragrance of a garden of roses </b><br />
<b>how do I tell you of how I felt? </b><br />
<b> it was simply a feeling apart </b><br />
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<b>Even Rumi or Ghalib would fail to describe her </b><br />
<b>my love, so close, yet, so far </b><br />
<b>sometimes I feel that she is dream </b><br />
<b>a myth, just a figment of my imagination</b><br />
<b> but it is only with her that reality feels like a dream.</b>Ahmer Qureshihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13585823134317478116noreply@blogger.com4