Ali

I found my love in granules, In father of manuals, On 13th of annual, In teacher of Samuel. I am drunk, still awake to drink his elixir of love. I pass out, and return to life like flying dove. In his literature, I am the best of the buff. In lonely cold nights, I escape with his love as ****. Kill my activity, Stole my creativity, Bury my selectivity, Stop my festivity, Even vanish my identity, In your worst nightmares. I will be peeping and cheeping “ALI” When the first person sat, Then another came to bat, Third the mischievous rat. Then he came, The brother of personality, The origin of principality, The epitome of functionality, Having 11 as plurality, The servant of immortality. Come do repeat Mesum, I am obsessed with his rum, Cut my tongue or make me dumb, Till my last breath I will not succumb. Suicide is against the law, Come and kill me and make me saw. My Goal, My Destiny, My Station “ALI” My Insanity leads me to getting called mad, I am overwhelmed instead of being pale and sad, I am supreme, having him as my master and lad, My treasure of heart is out of your capacity to add. He is not God, I believe in his Lord, He is Creator’s Instrument 2nd Chord, He is almighty’s best accord, Beware of the double-edged sword. Oh Superior of the men, Oh host of the then, Oh authority of the when, Oh pen of the pen. If I see anyone from first to fourteenth, I will say “ALI” -Daniel Rizvi