The Great Love Story

It has come to me as a rude shock that you are the great love story of my life You're also the reason there is a open cavity in my chest Like a tree was pulled from it It took many restless years Many ardent reassuring encouters That the memory faded And breathing became lighter And Then Across a crowded room I see you My heart flutters I realise My eyes have searched for you All this time It is you The Great Love Story of my life Etched across My tired heart with a blunt blade (Karachi, Dec 2011)

My Picture of Dorian Grey

When you look in my eyes You smile For you think you see A reflection of yourself in my eyes Of the way you were, all those years ago It saddens me but No longer I see my beloved in your face Your skin is sallow With countless random indulgences Your mouth droops at the corners With the aftermath of meaningless pursuits Your eyes are lidded with excess of forgotten lovers You are my picture of Dorian Grey Once so beautiful So captivating Such that my heart would stop beating when I looked at you But now...... I wil not tell you My Dearest for I have loved you too well, too long I will not tell you My Love, May the gods be kind And you go on forever As the picture of perfection You always believed yourself to be (London, July 2011)

Frozen Kodak Moments)

You Sitting across the table Smiling at me with eyes brimming with the newness of Us Click! Me With stars in my eyes beaming back with fire works of joy in my heart at You Click! You are the sweetest love I have known Breathless, exciting and terribly innocent I have frozen snippets of my time with you Which i keep under my secret pillow And ever so often take them out and my lips curve upwards involuntarily at a sweet or sexy memory You Me Forever sweet In frozen kodak moments (London, April 2011)

Talk No More

Please dont ask me my favorite colour, Actor, book, song, place Dont chat to me about the weather Or the movie you saw I like you But please, Must you want to talk to me Must you try to read more behind my smile than what you see Must you poke your nose in my mind, in my heart (London, Jan 2011) Conversations, my Sweet Are highly over-rated And very tiring But if you want to hold my hand It is yours If you want to kiss me My lips are yours If you let me take a moment of quiet peace In the comfortable nook of your neck I am yours But ask not to look into my soul in return It is not a theme-park you can visit to marvel at the The Grotesque and the Magnificent there No It is not for you to see When you can have all else, why do you still want to talk to me?

The Disappearing Kiss

Your eyes still sparkle

That haven still exists in your arms

Everything is familiar



But Lover,

It’s been too long. It is too late

I no longer melt at your glance

My heart races not

At the brandy tones in your voice

The ache in my soul has dulled to a sweet mellowness

No, I don’t yearn for your skin anymore



When you are near

There is no urge to reciprocate the kiss

I see in your eyes



Lover,

I will kiss you if you want

But your kiss will evaporate on my lips

It will touch not my heart or roar in my heartbeats

It will enter not my blood or sing in my veins

like it once so fiercely did



So do you still want

My disappearing kiss?

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To a Friend and a Lover

Our love, my friend, is like
A dandelion adrift on a random breath of air
It has no direction
No purpose
No convenient ribbon-boxed ending
It simply exists
Complete in itself
So utterly frail
yet so utterly real!

Mommy and Son

I came home with these shiny eye shadows. After applying the gold shining thing i decided to do the same with the electric blue shining thingy. stood in the mirror thinking how great i look, missing my sister who is a total make-up slut, thinking about ayesha who would love this cuz she could be running a 104 temperature and would have a blazing red lip stick on..... After being disappointed not being able to show any of my girlfriends this i went to make myself a cup of tea. Sharyq came running up to me and stopped for second looking at my face and than he goes "oooooooooooohhhh".

Half scared that he shouldnt be liking any of my girly stuff i said "this is for girls" And he said "Yes and you are my princess mom"

Isnt that just perfect!!! I dont know which bitch is gong to get this boy but for now he is my little kid who thinks i'm his princess mom.

THANK HEAVENS FOR LITTLE BOYS