Infected Love

Infected Love

In a silent afternoon she longed for a siesta
Flashing her tresses she calls herself artista
With her magical eyes, she can hypnotize
Admiring her sleep, the sun didn't rise

She wakes up to find the world, still
No bird can move without her will
When she sings, it echoes
Like a unicorn in the meadows

To see her cry even lord would deny
Her obedient lips had learnt to lie
To see the stars, her lover she loved
To see her smile, before god he bowed

The lord once felt how heaven would feel
When more prettier enters the paradise with zeal

Safwan Sadiq

21st August 2013

I think of you every second i am in my senses,and the ones i am not i am dreaming about you..

I wonder how many people are there who follow this routine.Live a fake life everyday ,have a huge smile  and keep dying from inside.

And when know you this is going to be a lifetime of faking it,you feel like giving it all up the first chance you have.I have got my chance..my chance away from all this..where i shall i  have my peace..I will endure pain..to any amounts just to get there.

I can see it coming..

Confessions of a Lover

At first I did not love you, that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some men's morals almost more than unbridled passion--the craving to attract and captivate, regardless of the injury it may do the man--was in me; and when I found I had caught you, I was frightened. And then--I don't know how it was-- 

I couldn't bear to let you go and so I got to love you,.

 But you see, however  it ended or is ending, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting yours ache for me.” 

O mother O mother !

Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…

Dukhañ di roti, soolañ da salan,
Aaheñ da balan baal ni

Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…

Jangal bele phirañ dhoondendi,
Ajje na payoñ laal ni

Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…

Dhuwañ dukhe mere murshad wala,
Jaañ pholañ taañ laal ni

Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…

Kahe Hussain faqeer sayiñ da
Shoh mile taañ thewañ nihaal ni

Maye ni mein kinnu aakhañ, dard wichhoray da haal ni…

English Translation

O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation

Bread of sadness, sauce of spikes,
Make a fire of laments

O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation

Wandered jungles and deserts,
But not found the ruby

O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation

My Master’s fire smolders,
If I poke, its red hot

O mother O mother, who do I tell, this pain of separation

Says Hussain the poor faqeer,
Meeting God would be ecstasy

Watching things change ...Good Things are coming my way.Going to make the most of it.

Remembering  Michael D Nalley for his wonderful poem on Oppurtunity

Opportunities often knock at our door
Those we have to choose to accept or ignore
It is sometimes a shame we don't unlock
The door even when we hear the knock
Opportunity may be a road full of rocks
Life is a journey filled with hard knocks
One road may be right, the other wrong
One road may be short, the other long

Many times we wish we could turn back the clock
To a time that we heard a good opportunity knock
It has been said time and tide wait for no man
For goodness sake we must come up with a plan

The world is a diverse place of cold reality, and warm romance
Where the merciful Lord often offers more than one chance
The wise will learn from the hard knocks to avoid the dangerous rocks
Time will tell who has fell and got back up when opportunity knocks

What is LOVE ???


The definitions for this are countless !! People who are in love say its 
the most beautiful feeling in the entire universe . People who have lost
in love say it is dreadful and just a pain . People who have been cheated
in love regret for falling in love the first place !!!


For starters love cannot be defined . Its like explaining to a person how
water tastes like . Love is that emotion which brings out the best in 
a person . The extent to which you would go to make him smile , the 
hours you would travel to just get a glimpse of him , the sleepless nights
u have just to talk to him a little longer , the feeling of excitement 
u get when u see his text all sum up to LOVE . Love is that feeling that 
makes you so satisfied that u dont want anybody else in the world .Love 
is often misunderstood with infatuation . Love does not end or change 
due to circumstances . Love does not depend on looks or wealth or personality .


For me love is magical . It is like a fairytale . It does not happen at
the first sight but develops over a period of time . It is that feeling 
of completeness inside u when you are with him . It is that feeling that
makes him look amazing even when he is at his worst . It is when you 
cannot even think of a reason for why you love him . It is when you 
remember every second you ever spent with him and wish for more !!


Love is not a feeling, it is rather a celestial alignment where 
everything else in the world disappears for a moment.

For LOVE is immortality !!!!

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Its been ages since i could pen down anything.I don't know how i feel now.I have this intolerable feeling of enormous guilt and happiness alike.And there's pain lots and lots of it now.

And yes i wanted to say to this to since the last time we met.

Of all things i am truly sorry for the way things have gone down.I am the sole responsible .I  wasn't at the best of my behavior...

Hope things go down the best way for you.Wishing you all the very best .I am definitively sure hell keep you happy countless times more than i could.

Take care.

More later.