Thursday, May 19, 2011

Caring is not in this dictionary.

Every time I compose,
I seem to pose.
A face, a lie, a mask.
Finding myself is at least,
The way we go, the way I speak.
The way to treat,
I've become a beast.

I've became impure,
Unsure, and infused.
In this life, it was your fault.
My heart was on the line.
Not my find,
But your loss.

Your finding it and I'm signing it,
I hate the feeling, then I saw.
I say I may, have became a slave.
But who's to know,
What will be reasoned,
With you in this life,
Caring is useless cause ill find it on my own,

I really fucked it up this,
Didn't I my dear?
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Tuesday, May 17, 2011

You make me feel..

Fired from inside,
Cold felt outside.

Tell me why this might hurt,
When I am told to flirt.

Finding out that maybe you'll be mine,
Is worth more then just my time.

Its the eternity in my shallow halls,
The misery that follows us all.

I bring forth thee,
That she may somehow see,
I will be me, here, now, free.
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Monday, May 16, 2011

The Musical Review.

The glitter in your eyes,
It makes me wanna fly.
Forever deep inside the black hole,
I will trust to keep you here, back at home.

The way you dance and smile,
Makes me stand and wait a while.
Listening to your beautiful voice,
Wanting me to make bonds like two joints.

Classical ways to find and daze,
You are the expert in many ways.

I asked thee a question from me.
And found out what had have to be.

A little crush might go a long way.
Well see.
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Saturday, May 14, 2011

Just ask.

Yes my life consists of just that.. Just that. No ones looking, no one cares, and if they do, you shouldn't. Cause the worst has been passed. Yet you find yourself in such a traitorous bind. And in the end, you will ask and they will answer. No matter the answer, this life still moves, still breathes. Which means nothing. Nothing. R-boz|Ali.
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Wednesday, May 11, 2011

My Biggest Fear.

The ones who's success is built over others distress,
Is far from what I fear.

Far from what they see here,
And there, and far from any misled dare.


I fear from the truth,
From what may be a flux root.
Of life and time,
A game constantly chimed.



Amusing as it may seem,
I feel this in my spleen.




All day,
In every say.
I fear the growth of myself,
And every single thing I touch, it melts.





-Arbaaz Ali.
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Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Today And Tomorrow. Nightly Sorrows.

I'm here, today, now,
Clear, free and ready to be.

The best of my potential,
And for the rest of my life.

I see the moon lit sky,
With the full bright stars.

By its side from night to night,
I wonder how or why this just might.

Be the way It is,
Every night.

The sun brings me here today,
And forever shockingly takes my breath away.

As every man made thing,
Puts depreciation on a God brought mold.


Were still here in this Long|Lost world.
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Sunday, May 1, 2011

This May.

It's the first of May,
And i'm here to stay.

I'll tell you today,
I sit and pray.

This world is going out,
And i want to play.

This game i made,
It's as easy as getting laid.

Bring me fear,
Or see me dear.

I cannot say i wished to see this day,
When i go ahead and say----Goodbye for the rest of our Mays.


-Arbaazali Ali.