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Afnan Jalil Poem
“ The end of the world”
Planets are like just round balls
One day they all have to fall
Heaven or hell
That day angles would ring justice bells
Then we would be wordless
The life we started there would be timeless
The graves would rise again
With a little hope of fame
Our deeds will be counted
Then we all have to be mounted
Sometimes I just wonder
How would I surrender
When the journey ends
With a clap of thunder.
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Afnan Jalil Poem
Apples on the tree
Binds my mind to stretch a scene
Clash of birds
Dining on the shoot with some
Engaging themselves to enjoy it to.
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Afnan Jalil Poem
" THE WHISPER OF THE LEAF"
I mistakenly heard the whisper of a leave
It stealthily wanted to cry
As in autumn it was going to dry
He asked,is this for real or I am deceived.?
When it was illuminated by the dawn's light
Tears rushed from his heart's sea
Passed his nectar to the tree
making him strong and eligible for its curious sight
soul of his became manure
as he know he reached the time
to end the given life
He acted as a hidden lure
one day when the thunder striked
he wished to hide under the shoot
but it was the time to fight the feud
off he went into the soil
the martyr of my succulent tree
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Afnan Jalil Poem
I seek through the broken windows of my past
Glimpses of a distorted time in my soul casts
I lean to touch it with my pointed thumb
The thorns and venom makes my heart numb
I try to cry, try to sigh, I try to shout
But then I realize it was just a sprout
Planted by me, with the tears of regret
I can do all now but the mist of it will I never forget
People in front of me faked themselves
I was so curious that I became suppressed
The glory days they say
Were only the wreths of shattered hopes in midday
I know they say follow your heart
But the echoe is to hound the society's part
I wish to see one day the light
That will not judge me or you by usual sight
I flew, flew up a long distance
But their hollow motivation made me to glance
In the nubilous skies where I vanished
No journey, no dreams all became banished
Yet despite I still know a thing
They will talk of you words that sting
So inhale and exhale
As this is no old tale
Copyright © Afnan Jalil | Year Posted 2018
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Afnan Jalil Poem
My weeping words can't describe the agony
Which thrushes my heart and veins
The sting that bruised me internally
Cannot be rectified by some courtesy
I in despair lay on my bed
Thinking of all cruelty you have done
I know people won't believe me
As they are the destroyers of my glee
The world is a beast's den
To compete it,you have to become one
Who says they are only terrifying
They may wound themselves in the state of "I"
The result is proven to be bitter
So To my soul I dictate
Become one who you cherish
Not whom you think should be loved
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Afnan Jalil Poem
Can fire burn us all?
Or the world?
If it was a thought
It is a quite rational one
But if it’s a fact
It is quite disturbing one
Before fire we will decay
Not of any plague or disease
But the from the bruises the world will give
We will be gone
And burnt
By the fire and flames
Coming from peoples big mouths
@afnan
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