Abdul Basit Ismail

Isn't there time for everything?
living in night of terror,
When fear and grieve is deeply flying in the darkness of the skies.
Yet i shall survive.
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The storm strike a blister on the roof's top
Crackling-clang with a loud shot
Tree's loosing it fastening knot
Leaves falling from crops
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When your eyes were flooded.
I wiped the sorrow and agony.
When you needed me.
I stood up for you.
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sleeping in comfort
luxury surroundings
pleasure arousing aroma of delicious foods
They claim the city
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Heart fluttering
Tongue stuttering
Because you named your title "plutocrat"
You bought their peace
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Islam in my vein
And i stand firm to support its name
The light lightening my aim
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The faction based on realistic fact is fortuitous.
Precluding from the problems of reality is to focus on oranges you are carrying and not the snakes crawling beneath you.
To be overcomed by a disorder does not mean you are not liable of kicking the flaming ball.
The revaning clouds shall not long stay.
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Your love is embedded under my thin
Skin
Though the western territories are working harder
To paint you negatively
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As the novels of the white men passed out
Freedom and chanting moments were born
Being of our on patrons
Living on the vein of our own culture
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The voracious clouds shall go.
No matter how it glow.
We shall get to the show.
But we don't have to move slow.
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Some day will come
When life will be based on recorded legacy
If only they are set
Some day will come when growth will no more be required
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Just enough to engulf my cardiovascular system
Was the ancient encounter of your life and love
Truly pure with no impurities inhibited my little brain
Fleeing from all pain and migraine
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Those days are not far gone
When your rosy kiss shone
My entire being with love
Between then and now
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You gotta get up and make a move

Cos the world won't see you till you do
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Peaceful
Peaceful
Peaceful the skies said it
With a thunderous sounds
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With your inspirational presence into
My life
My heart will forever be greatful
You quench every moments of regret
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Everyday as I walk down
The feeble passage
Across the center of poverty
Where it perfume gives
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For what is it worth
When my life has no compass
When the heavy cloud feels weightless
To challenge me
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The men we call husbands
The men we call husbands  are our moonlight when night falls
Heat up the cold wind with their lovely warmth
Make our night as peaceful yet still memorable
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Do you think the tickling of the second hand on a clock is in vein.
The disparity between you and i is dilated.
My impecuniousity does not mean am worthless.
You touchered me when i needed caring most.l'll rise
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