Posted on by izza ifzaal · 31 Comments

When letting it go!

Clock ticks
Night flies
Moments gone
Byes are
When good is bound

Hate conquers
Evil prevails
Volcanoes erupt
Vintage is love
When Bitter is mourn

Spats fire
Nothings right
Truth befalls
Lost is
when all is gone

Tears dry
Gaps enlarge
Emotions collide
Regrets reside
When shrill is sound

Claims made
Conditions rejected
Lies hover
Scars imprint
When mouth is foul

Ego stays
Feud starts
Randoms speculate
Yesterdays are history
Live the present
When letting is go

Caged thoughts
Roaming minds
Worse are scenarios
Heal in beliefs
When time strikes

Hope grounds
Reality checks
Mystery revealed
Warriors are born
When enemies bite

Posted on by izza ifzaal · 24 Comments

Raise a glass!

Here time is passing by day after a day
All jinxed up in awe of mischief raising a
Glass to cheer the inner demon of hell being
Wooed with traits; miserly and cheap jumbled
Up cheering each other on the demise
Of humans taking a plunge to dig their
Own graves with such a callous attitude
Not even realizing that inside each of them
There is a beautiful treasure called heart
Who wants to let go of the handcuffs of
Greediness and burning ache of sins all
Devoid of sharing the wealth with others below
Not paying heed to Karma which will explode will
Such grudge painting regret all over your faces so
Just get a bit of generous and save a little for the ones
Below who need a bit of kindness and compassion of
Money to get over the pain and will make references to God
For your contentment and ease in this life and here after

Posted on by izza ifzaal · 27 Comments

….Yet again….

  • Yet again she was busy cursing her
    fate for all the shit that has been
    happening to her or somewhere and every
    where not going in synchronization
    with what she had desired for long but
    yet again the high time came unannounced
    as a mandatory lesson not at all crossing
    her mind when she saw her owner asking to help
    her son sit in taxi where she was taking him for
    the check up, making her all blood drenched and
    fidgety with no way to back off now, reminiscing
    the long chats of her mates telling her about his
    condition from the very start knowing that he wasn’t like
    the normal kids ,always had been locked up his room for
    his disability to talk or walk but yet again she
    had no guts ever to interact with him because
    deep down she could not face the bitter reality
    of such misfortune in that young lad’s life but
    yet again the turn of events made her see him all
    Helpless with a long sigh and numbness about the
    torment of getting in the taxi, But yet again
    he was all ready and seated after bit of strain,
    Gone in a rush making her stay there and feel
    the disgust and pity for her black soul
    with tears running down her cheek ending in
    a pin drop silence of self loathe but yet again
    what she wished at that time was for the
    Earth to swallow her in ,for all the frustrating
    ride her mind had been, failed to see the bliss
    of the perfect body and features forming her
    Deranged mind to give shit to everything but
    again not ever considering about how fortunate she is though
    For everything ,when some crave to have it but yet again
    She recklessly ignored from the start!