THE RETURN

Return

Can you smell the petrichor As sweat hits the soft floor Darker than your darkest horrors Is when you see those gaping doors
I have heard of djinns and demons, and their harm But his magic lie in silent spells and inviting open arms


He calls to mind his inner peace
From age old dark deceit
It draws on him as sound of feet
He knows you're near
You're incomplete

You're regretting The strands of hair he pressed to kiss
When you took him with you
In your search for bliss

And as you swallow down your fear
You reminisce
He heaves a sigh
He casts a bout of guilt down your throat
It's tragic, this

You step forward into the premises
you find a gentle shine
that binds you back to your edifice;
Reminds you that you had beliefs

You cry
You close your eyes
You glimpse a glance
And what hurts the most is when you realize
He is gone

And there you are
I don't know if you've noticed yet
I wish you knew
There are things that I go through
And the things that I still do
I am as happy as I am mad
There are things that I regret
Some things I'll never get
But I wish I had
More reasons to be sure
More reasons to endure

Ill 2

I feel that all my close ones have distanced themselves from me. It's been tough. I can't catch my breath. I need to. I work all the time and never properly. I go to work with a jumbled mind. I come back with mush dripping on the insides. No day is perfect anymore. And a one day weekend is left to sleep. No friend has time. No friend is a friend. And no memory goes untouched... I miss Sharmin, Safi, Miraz, Amit. I miss Shafkat and Rushlan. I miss Nabid, Akeeb, Nafis. I miss the days in the club, in the cafeteria, in the classrooms. I miss longer days and lesser responsibilities. I miss the thrill of chasing Tinni or having someone to chase. I miss the possibility of getting back with Ann. I miss the concerts. But most of all, I miss myself, and I miss that I don't have anyone to talk to ...

Enough For Me - song for Rakat

I am off the radar and I'm kinda steppin back
I'm ditching the party
I find harder to not break free from the usual act

I'm kind of lonely
But I've been through it all
I've seen a lot of faces running further from home
Come to find me in my zone

Break free now

I'm holding onto the stars tonight
Looking out for a sign above the red-red lights
You can tell me tomorrow's the same
But tonight's a little different
Empty vessel standing at an empty lane
And that should be enough for me

I'm out of the hood now
I'm just like anyone
I got stories to tell
I'm rising above my own little hell

Time is ticking fast
I don't wanna go back
I've missed you lately and I'm close to your door
Completely unsure if I want to move forward

Break free now

I'm holding onto the stars tonight
Looking out for a sign above the red-red lights
You can tell me tomorrow's the same
But tonight's a little different
Empty vessel standing at an empty lane
And that should be enough for me

Break free now

I'm breakin' out tonight
Looking out for a sign above the red-red lights
You can tell me tomorrow's the same
But tonight's a little different
Empty vessel standing at an empty lane
And that should be enough for me

Rushlan's Song 2

it's the pain of broken promises

and the pain of not being told

and being alone to see the story unfold

that hurts the most

the novel worked well in collaboration

now i am face to face with a block

i speed ahead only to crash into a rock

only to be finished off

posthumously i will be heard

on the tongues of those

who've played no part in my prose

and it hurts the most

lover could you speak well of me?

bury me with flowers

let others know and devour

how i loved you hour after hour

till the end

be it bent and twisted

maybe you and i will recur in adaptation

maybe the best-selling sensation

but i will never know

lover could you speak well of me?
bury me with flowers

let others know and devour

how i loved you hour after hour

till the end