My Inspirational Poetry:- “FIGHT TILL YOUR LAST BREATH”

TITLE:- FIGHT TILL YOUR LAST BREATH

If Blood is Showering Out of Your veins,

If the Lesions & wounds are Giving you Pain

And Even If Circumstances are Showing your Death,

In spite of that, Fight Till Your Last Breath.

 

No Matter If you are Sailing On a Tidal Ocean,

No Matter If conditions Prevailing give you Tension

And Even If There is No Time Left For you to Regret,

In spite of that,Fight Till Your Last Breath.

 

What Happen If Night Always Comes Before the Morning,

What Happens if Every second Intensity of Darkness is Increasing

And Even If, darkness is Giving Brightness a Terrible Threat,

In spite of that,Fight Till Your Last Breath.

 

What Happens If you feel yourself alone on this Land,

What Happens, If your Shadow Remains your Only Friend

And Even If,you are Deprived of Love From anybody as yet,

In spite of that,Fight Till Your Last Breath.

 

It is Blissful, If you come out as Victorious in the End,

But if all Your Efforts & Attempts Go in to the Sand

Then You Need not to Strike your Head with a Stone,

Because Fighting Till Last Breath is a Victory on its Own.

 

A Inspirational Poetry Composed By:- Syed Sabah ur Rehman-‘Aatif’

My Desire

Holiness

The fight to be holy I have always fought

Striving daily to remain firm to the course of which I was bought

The ultimate prize paid with the highest price

 

My creator demands i be holy

For he is holy

But my weakness seems to get the best of me

Leaving me broken at the end of  it all

 

Sometimes it seems am so close to being holy

But flesh never lets me be

Nothing is wrong with me

All I need is a heart like my savior

 

A heart so strong like the wind

Filled with love

So pure

A heart like yours is what am searching for

 

Lord you know my heart

And you know how i desire for you every second

I know am not all i can be

But I know i will make it

 

For as long as you stay by me all day

I will remain strong

And fight till my last

But I need a heart like yours Lord

 

ABORTION

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I heard of this world from where i come from,
Please give me a chance to explore,
I have longed to walk on this soil,
Please let me accomplish my dream.

O my mother mine,
For you were not persecuted by thy mother,
I will be punctured,
I will be torn apart,
My new bones will be broken,
My spick-and-span flesh ripped off.

I can’t voice out my distress,
For i am dumb,
But i speak with a heavy heart,
I don’t understand any language yet,
For i am deaf,
But when i heard “ABORTION”
I understood clearly because that’s the only reason i can cry in your belly.

What Is Life? – Poem by John Clare

What Is Life? 

And what is Life? An hour-glass on the run,
A mist retreating from the morning sun,
A busy, bustling, still-repeated dream.
Its length? A minute’s pause, a moment’s thought.
And Happiness? A bubble on the stream,
That in the act of seizing shrinks to nought.

And what is Hope? The puffing gale of morn,
That of its charms divests the dewy lawn,
And robs each flow’ret of its gem -and dies;
A cobweb, hiding disappointment’s thorn,
Which stings more keenly through the thin disguise.

And what is Death? Is still the cause unfound?
That dark mysterious name of horrid sound?
A long and lingering sleep the weary crave.
And Peace? Where can its happiness abound?
Nowhere at all, save heaven and the grave.

Then what is Life? When stripped of its disguise,
A thing to be desired it cannot be;
Since everything that meets our foolish eyes
Gives proof sufficient of its vanity.
‘Tis but a trial all must undergo,
To teach unthankful mortals how to prize
That happiness vain man’s denied to know,
Until he’s called to claim it in the skies.

by:John Clare

 

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AATIF

No More You

No more you I told myself

Since you choose to leave the heart that love you

And be joined with the bitch that lust after thee

Our promises so solemn you forsook and fled

                                 

It’s painful to let go off you

But am going to do it for my sake

For along the miles you left me to wile down the drain

Love turned to hatred all cos’ of you

 

Should I keep you in my heart

when it’s obvious you don’t want to stay?

Am letting go off you

My heart shall no longer beat for you

My heart shall no longer accommodate the thought of you.

 

Of what essence shall it be thinking of a bitch

Bleached bitch in the pitch of lust?

It can only be a waste of time and am not ready to do such.

No space left here for you

So don’t bother coming back

To a place you turned your back on

 

It’s no more about you for you are long gone.

What I once feared and tagged a terror

Is now an error left to be corrected

The thought of losing you I once dreaded

But now it’s no more for you are no more what you think you are

 

It’s only a matter of time

Every pain I feel now

Shall be my gain

For it’s no more about you 

THE FEUD

Loi looked around his surroundings and took in a deep breath, he did not see any traces of their
alien craft where it has been kept. He knew then that his people had left him behind. The earth was
nothing at all like he imagined intact they were more populated and less sophisticated unlike his
home Hozinoh.
Over the years few humans that have found it had come to like the space especially his home. It
was a far more sophisticated place and it was centuries older than earth.It seemed he would be
staying on earth for a while before they come back for him. He had to find a way to survive.
As he stepped out of the woods he encountered another life entirely. People were moving around
in a haste, nobody was waiting for a greeting or pleasantries, everyone went about their business.
He saw varieties of cars running around on land and looked on in confusion as many of them lined
the streets. He didn’t know what to do and how to use them unlike his planet where the cars were
up high where they could not hurt anybody. A guy walked up to him and smiled.
"Nice costume dude."
Luckily back in his planet they had been taught English Language, the most popular language on
earth so he understood what had been said to him. He looked at his clothes and realized that he
would need to blend in so that he would not be noticed because he was sticking out like a sore
thumb and every had started sizing him up.
He finally saw a clothing store where he ducked in and silently took clothes without being seen.
He hated stealing but then he had no choice and no means of payment used on earth. After he left
the store he didn’t know what to do and he had no idea on how to survive. After what seemed like
hours of aimless walking, he saw an advertisement board that stated a vacancy for construction
workers. He was directed to a small office which held many people like him in search of a job.
Everyone turned to look at him as he entered, they all had their eyes on his still braided hair, he
scowled at some of them and decided to ignore them.
After several hours of waiting, he got the job. Him and the others that applied for the job were
shown to their work post. Loi used this opportunity to survey his surroundings. The construction
site was quite big and it was bustling with people. Back at his planet he was known as a shy
person and it only worsened since he was not with his people. He got to work and refused to
confront the states of people aimed at his back.
Even after several weeks, he could not blend in with the other workers, he tried for a week and
when his kind gestures proved abortive he withdrew himself and preferred to stay alone. It seemed
even earth was in on the cruel joke that he was an outsider and decided to be more harsh on him.
He sighed and pushed away his food, he had lost his appetite and the food tasted like paper in his
mouth. He looked up and fervently hoped that his people would soon send the rescue ship to him.
"Hi there."
He jumped from the voice.
"Who are you?"
Loi looked at the lady in front of him and shrunk back, he had not expected anyone to talk to him.
She smiled and offered him a handshake.
"My name is Kaida and I work here too though not a laborious work like yours. And I am also an
outsider like you."
His heart thumped very loud in his chest, he could not explain how she knew he was not from
Earth.
"How do you know that?"
She threw back her head and laughed.
"It’s so obvious. You have been sitting alone for the past two weeks and you even look misplaced
among us. I understand that, I am also like you, I have been mocked and teased my whole life, I
have never really felt at home here. So, where do you come from?"
He breathed in relief. She didn’t know, she probably thought he was from another place on
earth.
"Where I come from is very far from here."
He gazed at the sky and smiled.
"But it is very beautiful."
She nodded.
"So can we be friends? Outsiders together."
He was thrilled at the idea of having a friend. It would be the first time for him that someone was

offering him friendship. Maybe he won’t be alone again as he had always been. He nodded.
"Yes, I will."
She offered him her best smile.
"I would like to visit your place too, if you like it so much maybe I can fit there too."
He swallowed and fidgeted with the hem of his shirt. He didn’t want her to know yet but with time
he could tell her, she probably will be thrilled.
"Okay but you must know it is nothing like you know, it is a totally different place."
She smiled.
"I’m game. Nothing scares me nor surprises me anymore."
He nodded.
"Alright prepare to be dumbfounded. Don’t say I didn’t tell you."
She grinned.
"Outsiders together.
He smiled.
" Outsiders together. "
THE END
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