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  • Villain

    Everytime I look at you

    I feel like you are someone I have been looking for ages,

    I want to hold you close

    But I am scared you will overcome me Just like different stages,

    And what if you change like Moon’s phases.

    I don’t wanna lie to you, But the Satan in me loves to do.

    I guess the Poetries will always remain, The only place I can spil all my truths.

    The truths that are dark, The stories that make me a villain

    The tales that can hide the angel in me

    And show the traits of the devil.

    Maybe Villains don’t deserve love, And maybe I also don’t

    Maybe they are forever judged, And maybe they are always doomed.

    But no matter what I do or where I go

    The eternal truth is,

    I am and will always be

    in Love with You.

    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Survival

    In the world where people look for love and wander for happiness,

    For some people survival is what they can ask for the best.

    Where thoughts are suicidal

    And expectations are ready to grab your neck,

    Where no one believes in Bible, devil is not their rival and it’s easy to sit back and regret,

    Survival seems like a mission difficult to conquest.

    Walking up every morning and knowing all you can do is null,

    When your skull hurts, your will is shattered and your thoughts are mostly dull…

    All i can say is don’t feel miserable,

    I know miracles feel impossible

    And all the dreams unattainable,

    But trust me when I say, after the darkest nights, the mornings are beautiful than ever.

    Who told you the journey from catterpillar to butterfly is comfortable?

    Even if you can’t break mountains and do everything that’s nice,

    You always fall before you rise,

    Said a man so wise.

    So hope for the best and continue to fight your battles,

    Because sometimes just to breathe and survive is all that matters.

    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Cup of Tea

    Come, share a cup of tea with me
    And tell me about, how terrible tea I make.
    Tell me about how your day went
    Talk to me about all you love and all you hate
    Let’s share some smiles for all it takes
    Just a person you listen what you have to say.
    – ©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Set Them Free

    The more you cage them,
    The more they struggle to fly.
    Force your will on them,
    And they will be bound to lie.
    Love isn’t a chain, made to tie people around
    It’s a silk thread, mend to attach your heart to the ground.
    Set them free, let them explore their destiny,
    They will find their way back if they were meant to be.
    If they’re yours that you believe,
    Set them off and they will never leave.
    And anyhow if they didn’t find their way back,
    Then they just weren’t meant to be.
    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Letter to Father

    Dear Father,

    I am your daughter,
    I don’t look like you much
    But I love you too much.
    I am wordless to tell you how I feel,
    After all it’s a real world and not reel.
    All I can say is, you made me a fighter,
    Taught me that behind the clouds, the sun is always brighter,
    From crawling to walking to running to dancing
    You helped me grow and become wiser
    I was nice but you made me nice-er.
    Instead of becoming my hero you taught me to be one for myself,
    I am Your daughter and I am too blessed.
    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Too Late To Escape

    I am a magic, you can’t hold
    I am a story, you have been told
    I am an imagination, you want to believe
    I am a nightmare, you willing want to live
    I am a dance, you’ll do till your feet freeze
    I am a cold autumn breeze
    I am the sun , that will burn your skin
    I am one-of-kind ,is what I have always been listening
    I am what you’ll love and I am all you’ll hate
    I am what you’ll carve and can be used as a bait
    Be wise before you enter the gate
    Because once you enter, it will be too late to escape.
    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Home Can Be A Person Too

    By Kulsoom Abid

    The one you can be yourself with, without the fear of being judged,
    The one you can travel miles with, even after knowing the roads will be rough.

    Not only the one you remember when you are happy,
    But the one you go to when you are sad,
    The one that’s ready to love you, even when you are bad.

    When the world is full of lies,
    The one with a truthful and friendly smiles.
    The one you can trust to never leave your hand,
    Even if you are miles apart, you know by your side they will forever stand.
    The one who wipes you tears and console your heart when it’s tired,
    That person who is ready to be with you without ever being retired.

    You know when you messed up
    All night they will stay up
    Until your pain goes down,
    They are all ears for you
    When you want to pour your secrets
    From dusk till dawn.

    The one who is your comfort and the one who is your peace,
    The one you can be ugly around and the one that can help you sleep.

    The one that you never run from
    But the one you always run to,
    They say, ” Home can be a person too”
    And for me, that person is You.

    – © Kulsoom Abid

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  • I Write…

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    I write when I’m upset,

    I write when I’m broken.

    I write when I have nowhere else to go.

    I write when that’s the only thing I want to do.

    I write when I have to one to talk to,

    I write when my soul asks me to.

    I write when I’m happy.

    I write when words pull me towards them,

    I write when my thoughts make me overwhelmed.

    I write when my pen wants to dance,

    I write when my feelings are the song.

    I write when my soul wants to fly high in the sky,

    I write when my words begin to cry.

    I write when my heart wants to dive deep into the sea,

    I write when I want to show what I see.

    I write when the paper pleads,

    I write when my pen wants to bleed.

    I write for the pain that’s biting,

    I write for the sake of writing.

    -©Kulsoom Abid

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  • Thoughts of a Grey- headed Pigeon.

    “I’m unique with my white body and grey head
    But i do eat the same bread.


    Wherever my eyes go ,
    I see my fellow greys and whites,
    Somehow my appearance matter to them more than the light’s.


    Somehow I’m both but none,
    Somehow I feel like an alien.


    Although I’m just like them,
    Yet so un-like them.


    I know there is a difference,
    All i wish for is acceptance.


    Although I have same traits,
    Which the society rejects.


    They are blinded by the myth of appearance,
    All I wish for is acceptance.”

    – ©K.@bid

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  • My Guilty Pleasure

    Picture by: ©Kulsoom Abid

    Hey people, I’m a book lover!

    This is the first novel I read. The only thought in my mind was, “Novels are BORING!”… But this was my Christmas gift and I love my gifts no matter what. So there I was sitting in my room, opening the first page of this nicely coloured book. (Yes, I judged the book by it’s cover! But what do you expect from a 12year old?)

    Unexpectedly I got lost in the stories. As the tales proceeded, I laughed when the author laughed, I felt sad when he did and I even shed tears when something went bad…Was I in love? Hell yes! I was in love with reading!

    I just love how books, novels, poems and stories take me to a different world. A world that I never knew even existed.

    And since than I have never stopped reading and it has become my very own guilty pleasure.

    Tell me about the first novel you read or any guilty pleasure of yours in the comments.

    Thank you for reading.

    ©K.@bid