Bilal Raja
Bilal Raja Poems
The rain disguises the tears
The smile hides the fears
The age surprises the years
I’m here to make things clear
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Bewildered In Life And Love,
Something’s will never change
My sad and lonely existence
It’s bound to remain the same
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How can we live when people are dying?
How can we laugh when children are crying?
How can we refuse them a chance when their trying?
How can we hear the truth when everyone’s lying?
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Counting time in my mind
Look at all the things you’ll find
In my space, familiar face
Another memory gone to waste
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Will you think of me?
Do you remember me?
I sit in secrecy, wishing you’d speak to me
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Your heart has fallen for a love
It’s going to have to forget
Come into the midst of love
And look from where you first met
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I watch them inhume thee
A prayer’s cried
The guilt consumes me
Eats away inside
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Look at him such a nice man, a son, a husband, a friend, a father
So smart, he worked harder then any other, lawyer or doctor
Locked her up and chopped her, who would have thought
That he was a killer, who killed her? Tortured her in his chamber
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You linger in my thoughts and in my sleep
When I drink and when I eat
In my nightmares and in my dreams
Every time I talk, every time I breathe
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This verse is for God, if you’re listening down
If not I suggest you start listening now
‘Cause I got a little bone to pick
You took eleven year old Luke, what a home to rip
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Can’t wait ‘till I’m gone, can rest in peace
Live forever without the stress and grief
Can’t push my feelings aside, I’ve died inside
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Physically, emotionally, mentally drained
I pretend to be happy; it’s meant to be changed
Feeling bitter now, “women to be blamed”
Poor, ugly, shy guys, when do we reign?
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The days of laughter that we shared
From the first moment that we paired
No one else could have ever compared
We did all that best friends do.
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My mind is all over the place, I don’t know what to do
I had no one else to talk to, that’s why I’m calling you
I couldn’t take it any longer, I just had to know
I had to talk to her, now I’ll tell you of my woe
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Give me a reason to live
As I stare into an empty bottle
Slow my mind, ease my pain
So what if I need a few sedatives?
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So I continue to hurt myself
It’s no more then I deserve
I go back to my oldest friend
The drink, I could never swerve
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Well I’ve stopped being angry at the world
And blaming everyone else for my problems.
I’ve had to learn to be accountable for my actions
And accept responsibility. This is the only way I could grow.
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Bilal Raja Biography
Dear Reader, My life is trapped in these lines. Football and Music. They have saved me on many an occasion. Manchester United. I love park on Saturday mornings. My iPod is quite diverse, mainly focusing on psychedelic alternative country folk-rockish classical jazzy blues rapping qawali styled music. Proof is my hero; I trust him and can be regularly found quoting him. Jeff Buckley is at genius status. Eminem being my favourite. Everything else is less relevant. Loyalty is all important, I need nothing else. People lying hurts me. I will not lose in any sense of the verb. Hate is a strong word. Love is unrequited. I lack faith but believe in fate. I like old stuff. I like collecting things. I like reading songs. I like getting caught in the rain. Morris dancing is my favourite childhood memory. I want to be six again, the happy years. I quite like acronyms and wordplay in general. I’m lazy but prefer the term laid back. I can work hard but I’m not a hard worker. Takeaway’s taken away all my money. I’m not good with goodbyes. I used to be funny. Three words I would use to describe myself would be unconfident, paranoid and insecure. I’m too analytical over the most insignificant of things. The question I ask is why? I do not like confrontation or fuss. I'd like to be remembered as a nice guy. I’m searching. I’m an insomniac and always tried. I don’t get close to people for fear of losing them. True friends are few and far between. Sometimes I want to go to sleep and never wake up. I’m fascinated with the idea of life and death. I’m still trying to fool this mirror. My biggest secret is, well that would be telling and my deepest fear is dying alone. Here's my tears on paper while my heart bleeds. But for now my smile will continue to deceive the world :) Yours Faithfully.....)
The Best Poem Of Bilal Raja
‘love Killed Me’
The rain disguises the tears
The smile hides the fears
The age surprises the years
I’m here to make things clear
The pain overcomes the face
The love becomes the hate
Potential turns to waste
Destiny burns to fate
No more laughter
No life after
The final chapter
The deciding factor
All the faces have left
Everything sacred I felt
Kept me taking my breath
But now I’m waiting on death
The love is concealed
The world is unreal
Hurt is how I feel
Dirt is now my meal
The naivety of youth
Searching for truth
Loyalty is proof
I’m talking to you!
Bilal Raja Comments
Of your poems I like this the best :) Only thing i would chage would be from: 'And now you must do the same' to 'Now you too must do the same' (for some reason it fits better in my head) But that's just my opinion :)
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4/24/2024 6:57:05 PM # 1.0.0.1119
'Potential turns to waste' Often this is how I feel. I try and try but never to the fullest I know I am capable of being. This rots me inside until I realize (or moreover remember) that man is lazy, all of man, and somehow as I am sitting with my wine staring at the moon whilst it rises full blown from the east I can be more satisfied than those with millions and those who don't have the wisdom to love and understand others. Good poetry, keep writing.