A courtesan.

Intoxicating smoke,

And glittering lights,

A beauty dances,

And they stare her with shameless eyes.

Her reluctant moves,

Her selfless soul,

Her empty face,

What a miserable life; they unfold.

Look, how her feet dance and sway,

Crushing beneath them her dignity,

Look, how her eyes speaks the words she won’t say,

Telling the tale of her life; fallen prey to masculinity.

P.S. We look down upon those women who are a part of prostitution but, we do not want to fix the conditions which compel them to resort to such an evil act. 

Let's walk down . . . .

Lets walk down the memory lane,
Lets chase some fun and forget every pain. . . .


Lets remove every doubt and every lie,
Lets cuddle each other, please don't deny. . . .


Lets dance endlessly into this night,
With sparkling stars as our guests and moon be the spotlight. . . .


Let me hold you close and look in your beautiful eyes,
I want your eternal loving for my entire life. . . .


Let me bow before you and ask with pride,
You're my ideal girl, will you be my Bride?

Ground beneath her feet

(N.B: After listening an outstanding number sung by U2 named "Ground beneath her feet" i was totally moved by the charm of it and decided to pen a poem with the same title. It's an inspiration not plagiarism!)

Her beautiful face struck through my heart,
And her smile made me feel,
To just prostrate on,
The Ground beneath her feet...

She entered my life like a divine being,
A beauty nowhere else to be seen,
The unforgettable moments i still hold in my memory,
When i saw her for the first time; in sheen...

Her melodious voice harmonized my heartbeat,
And rhythmic pattern of words so sweet,
Just compelled me to be,
The one who prostrate on the "Ground beneath her Feet"

Confessions of a Wanderer

In this darkness i am,

Alone and it's cold,

Even my Shadow is gone,

And there's no hand for me to hold...

The path is long,

With many ups and downs,

And i hide all sorrows,

Behind the mask of a clown...

The Sun is shining bright,

But all i see is the Dark,

It's not the absence of light,

But something happened to my heart...

No-one gives me love,

So i seek it in hate,

This is how life treats me,

I don't curse my fate!

Thick haze surrounds me,

That's why my vision isn't getting clearer,

I wish to be with those people,

Who are to me Dearer...

I will keep following my dreams,

Until i am done,

Because i read it somewhere,

"IF YOU WANT TO SHINE, FIRST YOU

NEED TO BURN LIKE A SUN!!!"

Bilal Lashari Copyrights © 2010

These Walls

The Voice i hear in this silence,
Encourage me to break these walls,
Which have broken my fragile dreams,
Now I’m afraid that i might fall;

Illusions i see in my thoughts,
Remind me of days when with fate i fought,
Just like a warrior with a sword in hand,
Aims to win battle or die making enemy crawl;

Everyone so consumed in their masquerade,
No-one seems to hear my calls,
The Voice i hear in this silence tells,
Me to get up and Break these Walls………………

Bilal Lashari Copyrights © 2010