Allah Mental Illness Poems

My bears' beard came in when I turned eighteen.
I dipped my audacity in manhood
and it spit me out like sugarless tea.
The trenches near sent me...

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Zafar Sapari is drug addict and he needs counseling.
Khuda tujhay ice shesha aur cocaine say nijaat day......

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The streets are vacant under the mystery rain gently falling as I gaze into the cold blue depth of a fluorescence-lit street

Languishing…

Under blaring lamps, the...

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We dream of rain... 
And the mystery of the gun
We bold hold and driven apart 
Kill the king when lovers depart
We dream of rain and...

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Any schoolgirl in Afghanistan
Makes a target for the Taliban
God gave Eve a brain
But failed to explain
That a brain will backfire in a man!...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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The Storm of Ages

I was given a taste of something... sweet. 
Innocence reborn a new, 
I... am... born... again. 

While some celebrate, 
others cringe and...

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Gathering the Bones

You must believe me, 
I am in power. 
I know what is right for you. 
Your vote put me here, 
you can not...

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The Fine Lady

It is the first time I can remember, 
that I cared about china. 
Which pattern to pick, 
where to buy it, 
and why....

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The Fashion Zebra

I am a flake. 
That is the term for people that do not follow through. 
It may not be fair. I have spent...

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I am "Black",and I do not blame all of my misfortunes on "The White Man"!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Look in "The Mirror",and realize: and see what you yourself...

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You have the only answer so tell me why
All doomed to struggle then once to die
Fancy and faithful story your bland placebo
Harm to your brother...

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How wrong could I be
were I to assume
most Taliban leaders
in Afghanistan
have aging parents?

Especially mothers,
as it is not specifically healthy
to be a male in such a...

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Is it more insane
to long to grow away from prisons
than to feel we still belong imprisoned?

Are we already prisoners,
lacking images for liberties
and co-arising responsibilities,
of a...

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Depression is like dying
without hope this process will end well,
without remediation
at least not for my closely held ego-identity,
and despair 
this turning inward
creates a cocoon by...

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