Hanan Muzafar
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Near a calm lake,
long night waiting for day,
clock on its slow pace,
like hourglass and its sand—
...
Burdened wood to carry away,
breath heard, and sigh afraid,
Snow melted down on surface,
and mountain still in haze:
...
Eternal space they crave,
when time going down, through a cave,
and shallow fog we carry away—
We're the ones, who create flame,
...
Something getting out of control;
out of nothing,
like a horse running through meadows.
Remembring all the scenes,
...
Almond leaves on your red cheeks;
saw you in cold breeze,
dressed green,
drift of shade,
...
Another way to go,
up and down, along with you,
while I flow, you carry me—
As you're alone tonight,
...
Engine, whose fuel is greed,
Gears, that crush being,
vulcanised tubes pumping nutrients,
and toxic enzymes used to digest identity;
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Through tall brown grass,
In cold November rain,
So far away, still close enough,
closer than beat and breath;
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Along the way;
Sprawled in a wagon,
looking for falling stars,
Rambling midnight,
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How the evil grows,
The conflict within mind,
Even if not incising others,
But murdering themselves.
...
You don't know his coming,
but death is certain;
Raven on your roof,
dog's howl at night, or a cat's cry.
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Far below,
Far behind, and In front,
Trees bare,
Broken ones engulfed in sorrow;
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Saw the heart of busted fellows,
found silence there:
Met the hollow eyed children,
found numbness there.
...
In a world of chaos,
being sane is rare,
Today's days are like,
the days of Noah's Ark,
...
Trough nights and days,
In rain and sunshine,
we used to roam through,
crowded and empty lanes,
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Greatness comes at the cost of suffering,
and sacrifice;
while most question, Is it worth?
I see beyond,
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It was eclipse of June,
and plague roaming,
Only few vendors, were on streets,
Among others,
...
How long agony shall,
keep us confined,
with time you loose,
old and broken, Isn't it eternal?
...
There's a bargain between,
peace and love;
Look for one, sacrifice the other.
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There ain't any way to kill the drive for freedom, no matter how strong the shackles are, the drive is meant to break them, even if the cost is war. Truth is what we should seek, keep, and speak: Cause truth prevails. The Lion hath roared, who will not fear: Lord God hath spoken, who can, but prophecy.)
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Voyage
Near a calm lake,
long night waiting for day,
clock on its slow pace,
like hourglass and its sand—
Sorrow carved on ivory teeth,
wounds on back,
and revenge on its way.
The guns blaze,
metal dripping out of furnace;
Every burst carrying a flare,
and every empire trembling in its way:
Whipped land, drenched in pain,
The Lion in shackles,
and fate making wheel to rotate.
Grown on woes, creeping in fog,
Venom they put in my veins—
On an isolated voyage,
what I became:
Armageddon I carry in my mind and hand,
Wake me up, when it's over.
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When things have to happen, they happen on their own.
Struggle is the greatest blessing a man can get.
While they had their wisdom, I had my faith.
Sometimes being hidden and camouflaged like a sniper doesn't make you brave, but it makes you powerful.
Searching yourself is the most painful episode.
It's upto you which character you want to play.
Hard places breed hard men and hard men rule the world.
Some cards are meant to be hidden, while some are meant to show.
Ego is good as long it's confined within your room.
As long as you are in between heaven and hell doesn't matter who you are.
If they know your virtues, they will leave no stone unturned to bring you down.
Be in them, learn from them and rule on them.
Dark things produce brightest lights.
Never hurt ego nor snatch freedom
Stop complaining start working, there is a lot of work that needs to be done
In all circumstances be a man
Revenge of the fallen turns tables
Without victory there can be no peace
He wants sacrifice and heart
I'm calm but that doesn't mean I'm not intense
The most precious thing you can give to a person is your time
While others follow the flow some make their own way
The thing is we just want to show our existence
Struggle is the real pride
Gold is great but sympathy is heavenly
Fire like intense, water like flexible, air like free and earth like strong, this is who I am
Blessed are those who see hard times and misery, it's in this misery we find God
Falling in love shows you're courageous and being in love shows you're human.
The most toughest battle is the one which you have with yourself
Life's toughest battles are fought in isolation
Doesn't matter what world thinks about you as long as you're in yourself
Kindness, mercy and justice are always rewarding.
Hard places breed hard men and hard men rule the world
We know how to survive and we always move ahead
If you can't do great, then at least think great.
They don't even spare their creator.
After a certain time every man becomes unbearable.
They are afraid of artists, because they know they can't be tamed.
A man can escape from anything but not from himself.
Somewhere and somehow I hit a nerve of world.
Man is prone to set stage for it's own extinction.
It doesn't matter how you win, what matters is win
They have created a system from where there is no escape.
Why this drama? because world is a drama.
The most unfortunate thing with them is, they underestimate.
They make us fool because we are.
When I woke up I found I created a monster in my dream.
The day when we will accept the truth, we are born naked and alone and die naked and alone, the world will be at peace.
Kindness in itself is a reward, and it comes back in the form of great rewards.
They say there's drama in you, and I say whole world is a drama.
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