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My Lord I want to be under your cover
In your light I will definitely but discover
With your help I'll l be really able to recover
And will act upon the given real love charter

Your streak of light will show me the path
Hence I will be saved from probable wrath
Save me and my family fro, burning hearth
You are candle of light and I am your moth

Give me satisfaction of my heart and soul
I am all alone with you be my only sole goal
Like a particle of sand I want to join the whole
Like a real obedient servant I know my role

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
I love to p;lay my stereo very loud

so loud, it can wake up the dead

and force them into total panic

I love to thrash out heavy metal

and every day i say to myself

i like the loud music

It doesn’t have to be heavy metal

It could be 80s disco or 70s disco

we could arrange big parties

with bourbon and coke and beer and champagne

we sit the the stereo on our shoulders near our ears

we suddenly go deaf from the blasting sound

the lead singer of AC/DC had to opt out of the band

TOO MUCH LOUD MUSIC TOO MUCH LOUD MUSIC

sometimes the stereo could be for aerobics

where all of our friends gather together

to keep themselves fit

so that one day the earth will be healthy

and the heavy metal will be needed to chill by
No
The dandelion is not beautiful
It's choking out the life
Of the tulips and daisies

I wouldn't mind to hold the rose
Even though thorns may cut me
How can it live
Amongst the crabgrass and creeping charlie?
How can I watch symmetrical bloom
Amongst purslane and velvet leaf

The ivy and the thistle

In a garden where weeds will grow
The years of our toil
Our hands in the soil pulling weeds
But leaving the root
 Jun 2016 John Thomas Tharayil
NV
and i have never really understood why i hate luggage.
why i barely own handbags,
and would much rather fit the necessities in my purse.
why school didn't seem so bad if i had less books on my back.

i had never really understood why i hated so much baggage.

until i realised that it was because i already had all of me,
to carry.
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