Ali Muhtasham Javed

                                                                                                                                                                                      (1) The cats were jumping on the bed when she after taking bath entered the room and turned on the fan. As the fan started moving, her hair started throwing up and she began to run her fingers through the hair thoroughly. Her face became flared up when she saw that the cats had torn the bed sheet apart with their claws. She shouted at her high voice but...

It’s   about the times when their voices seemed sweet to each other , their feelings got entangled to each other’s , their lives were meant for each other , their dissolution of souls was a light in the dark , the confession didn’t matter to them cause they knew they’d never tear themselves apart. This all ended when he after getting sound sleep ,in the mid noon, past 3 woke up and realized the girl he has been talking to isn’t beautiful , he’s wasting his time , he should ask her to go. The thought got the consequences along with it and forced him to ask her to go. He mustered up his courage and talked to the girl, he thought who would be his wife, about tearing apart. The end seemed so easy for both of them as they had nothing between them.    They used to talk until 5 in the morning and these are the gossips that led him to mourn after the decision he took. Decision had made. The girl had gone. The life again was on its simplicity the way it was befor...

  It takes me back to old days She said she likes me and prays Building faith in something I was unaware Trying hard to reach but all I got to be spare The innocence in the roses had vanished , The thorns were getting chores hard, Just taking time to some Initials, So hurt me , Left me craving in the dark. It takes me back to old things When I used to say at my high voice That I'm not the only one , girl. And you figured it out as creepy noise  It takes me back to old sayings When betrayal was considered sin at all When days didn't bleed and she did call When voices were soft and it was the pitfall When I was betrayed by tiny word's stall When I was made to think I've the girl I used to imagine even in the whirl When I was softened by the voices in disguise  All I know now was the faith that killed me at high price It's all about the times when we were bit young  Taking things granted but too young to ...

QUESTIONS FROM THE PERSON WHO FEELS TO BE THE LONELIEST GUY Who to call with flickering eyes towards the only moving fan in the room? Who to call being numbed on the floor with mind adsorbed to bit of the darkness that hides in light? Who to call when you wake up someday and know you are dead by then? Who to call when you didn't keep stuck to a thing you lost in past and want to redeem now? Who to call when first you oppose the faith but then creep with the same faith for the crap of the world? Who to call when someone's gonna break the heart one way or other ? Who to call when someone's don't wanna come up with past? Who to call when the ones whom you call are the ones now who don't give shit of care? Who to call when your life's being ruined by chaos of affection ? Who to call when you don't have a plan to face a contingency which proves to be heart breaking? ANSWER Ones to call who consider you their love ones , not to the on...

You remind me of the roses Which were sweet but had thorns Which were red and spread red Pinched thorns and raised people horns Yes!I'm using rose as a Metaphor You gonna comprehend what I concur About the red roses and black you Roses and you just piece of spur For me to remain numb in dusky place So I never trusted ,never did things occur You remind me of black shady cloud That does rain and makes effective loud But how rain and loud concern to you? The way you rained was a way to proud Yes! I'm using rain as a Metaphor You rained but with a clown on face Things were cool but you made them worse Cause you wanted a departure on high pace You remind me of the cool breeze That blows and makes happy things freeze Yes! I'm using cool breeze as a Metaphor That freezes emotions and cools atmosphere That makes people cold in after affects So people never enjoy , never do things occur You remind me of the spring season People long for but have no...