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Coming back to home so helpless and tired
No! No! Don’t touch me, I am soo wired
Ma eyes so heavy, ma arms so weak
Like someone thrown me off from top of the peak
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My honey, ma sugar, my worthy gem
Never left me alone until the very end
Without you ma life is real fake
Not even a single step I can take
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Feared I am for who we are?
What we do and what’s our glory?
Think for a while
Then lost the whole story
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Whenever there is a fall of rain
It reminds me of that heartiest pain

Which will kept alive all ma life
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I wish to fly off, I want to say goodbye
For the selfish dreams, why I always cry?
Mean I am, to snatch something not mine
No Thanksgiving for what I always divine
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Why should I trust you? When the trust is not trustworthy today
No one will let you know ever that how much for you, still I have to pay
Ma emotions, ma feelings, ma wishes, ma dreams
Day by day, more & more, still they have to scream
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Sleepless nights and the joyless days
Where I have been stuck in an unsolved maze?

Can’t find the right way out
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A night came once, again in a week
When excitement is on the hell of its peak
Each & every eye is in search of mighty joys
Scattered here & there, like a lot of battery toys
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The Best Poem Of Ali Ahmed

Coming Back To Home

Coming back to home so helpless and tired
No! No! Don’t touch me, I am soo wired
Ma eyes so heavy, ma arms so weak
Like someone thrown me off from top of the peak
Where is ma bed? So smooth and straight
For how much longer now do I have to wait?
Searching for someone to take off ma shoes
But no one there wants his dignity to lose
Can anyone please put on some music?
Or else I have to get a little bit abusive
Fed up from this world, sitting on ma chair
Waiting for her hands to be moved through ma hairs
Oh I forget, I am still so alone
It’s a house, it isn’t ma home
So as usual start playing ma guitar
Searching for a lost brighten superstar
But something is missing in the way of its shine
Oh how can I forget ma crate of red wine
The wine is on, but where the stars are gone
Oh No, once again its time for the dawn
This is the story of ma every dark night
Loosing ma self in ma own damn fight…..! ! !

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sumaira .....ir 12 February 2009

ali always write with his full devotion SUPERB POET! ! I LOVE ALI'S WORK

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