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Best Poems Written by Basit Lateef

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Christmas For the Christ's Mass

Come. me. come. you.
What an immalleable moment
Oh , Twelve days twelfth night
Make me a victim 
of this true surrealism

Come. me. come. you
Commemorating the anointed
In yule, we found yuletide 
In Bethlehem we found a world
To the world wisdom rode

On horses stuffed with roses.
Candle lights or cannons?...
Oh my, angels!
This bliss they have come to grasp
'What a nifty memento!'

_Hail virgin Mary,_
this she has conceived
Amid procastinations, colluders
hence, time dealers and connivers
Yet, he be gratified, Him and the spirit

~gold is evil!~ for man is clothed gold 
Or man is mischievous otherwise sold
Man is dark-light, betrayal is may
Be him altruistic, selfless, patriotic
All these shall flee, for man is greed

Whencesoever, birth untold, time on hold
feelings unfold-
by messianic prophecies unknown
He died! Aye! he twice did- yet
he lives by the soul, until he returns again..
He felicitates with us, the holy masses of Christ

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What Would You Tell Them

I'm sleeping banana leaves
Who sprout at your summon
For every liquid led onto my sleeves

I'm a wandering savannah breeze 
long gone, at your beck..
shelters 'r abode from heat, lays you with warmth

I am a Manky lanky little corgi
who barks at ur call
for every liquid that bled onto your tongue

I'm a saney pacific ocean
would pacify your appeal
eventhough I'm that menace of salty flood

I'm a naughty hinglish slave
who enjoys every slash and splash 
of  drowsy-rage I cleanse at your wrath

I'm a wimpy castrated eunuch
I do know what it is to crave pain
And feel guilt from ones you most envied 

I'm a randy fanny scavenger
would rather die by sliced flesh( a pound for you)
than watch u bleed from your naked fingers

I'm a livable and inseparable day and night
would be sorry when i appear in sleeps
And nowhere to be found during your wake

I'm a lonely forgettable yesterday
would be your memories 
even when not with you in the farthest future

I'm a skeptic unwelcomed vandal
would make you aware of my scandal
damages I 'ld cause to us and ways to solve 'em

I'm this shady pool of words
fetch them from my lips
and I 'ld never abstain from your plight

I am a reliable and forgivable adam
Would betray you conventionally
Cos you have a heart which forgives me

I'm our sizeable and amiable human
Who give these memories
And take them with a kiss when I leave

I'm their crude revelatory dream
Would like you to hold on to me tight
Eye to eye, detect my lies

I'm your little irreplaceable Mr.right
Whenever you leave for tomorrow
Tell your spouse I was never wrong but only at night

I'm a lovely and beautiful you
You 've been that pride of living
Need I say my strength, weakness and muse
 
I'm your only and inconsistent world
Those aliens may come
What 'ld you tell them?

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Sex In the Sky

Took a glance above the skinny blank-pane 
Gladly could tell when it 'l indeed not rain 
The moon humps with the sun, a pain.

Wild wind rants, while the carriers pant 
Not minding displays on a rare podcast
And the utterances from a mere forecast

Blessed be the God's eye
Angrier the world looks- aye 
The moon has come before îts time

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Rational Cake

________________
Share me love- brethren
This national cake- I want
'coz it might go sour










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Art of Obsession

Take me on heels
upon these frail hills
Which has no end to what I feel

Take me around time
'n its supersonic chime
Believe me, there's no limit to mine

Take me to the heartbeat
harnessed with mine
An aura I get from its  chime

Too much of this gust for you
In me, is just too much a drought-
Frightened am I

Dwindling and revolving 
Around your chime

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A Secret To Everyday-Laughter

__________________ 
Your heart is so frail 
if not for the sake of lust
trust, it 'd be lost

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Men Die, Time Dies Faster

MAN;

I was all doom and gloom in the zoom 
when the past second died,
A man surely has kicked the bucket
I was told, but I shan't believe
If so, when will I give up the ghost?

    Fear;
This one is less romantic, young me
which mob will moan me- then let's all die
If not, its just me - on a beach.
This laudable slayer, I desecrate not
I yearn for your empathy, eh, less pity on me

   Time;
   your dear friend  and his frostiness
I feel more sympathetic, I feel your pain.
Your kin and kindreds, all gone - just the fierce
and yourself to mend the rest.
History is fisty, misery is misty

  And Death;
    fie upon you amid all good 
mirth you haven't given, some you've taken,
When all hope is done, you we shall demand of.
To me, guffaw not, for all you have not 
Your soullessness is beleaguered, immortality renders you unhinged

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The First Quencher

*Notting else tastes so good
when 
the elegant daylight is still at spree
When
the bloomingblossoms are yet to yield
When
 the earth yawns 'may we live

  ..left to grin.
The hibiscus now smiles in sane,
the boozy sky and its lumps of bread,
cookies sigh at the work of death, deterred -

the lame birds sing not hence
Viking's wrath dare not heart
The long bone of time
..walks in the shadow of the broken head and still crept

Jamie lost his entire,not bravery, not for mirth,
we kept streaming o'er streams
My pending thought, bamboozle us not -
Oh! we have aged in days

He looks at me palely
Words cannot contain the dead,
Eÿes, teeth turn red, I'm ... chided
soul illuminated, don't dilly-dally -

His silhouette has no eye
It quarantined us in, before this, he did saw our way through
At the scorching noon (to)fro
he's our Jesus after dawn after rise

From the noisy grave yard to a mute stand
Like he's on a cross, we go by the strand.
I grab the first quencher
from the botched daylight sojourner

it I've seen, it'i'l live, just out of darkness
My thoughts I'll harness feverishly
These glories I've seen in arrears
On jamie's erratic face, painstakingly*

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Paradise Was Found

.. and these distrustful thighs 
From this heart that shan't lie 
Lips that shan't diss
Eyes that shan't blink 
Hands that succumb will

Lord save me

From those things that tangle
Ones that dazzle
Like the moon it tussles
I do nothing but muffle
Make my body rumble

No choice but cuddle
For 30 shekels of silver
Or 100 agarot to ease her
Lord save me
Since you've made me
I was ok with my ribs getting aged

Lord save me

From this slippery hair,
On a sleepy head
which illuminates not
But we slumber thus
.. in cleavage that torments

She that ensnare 
this apple that we ate 
From that which was forbade
that I can't evade
Man is greed
This paradox he found

Lord save me

Paradise i lost, she I found
Where will I be hence?
Her tanks won't let me rest 
Like paradise it tents
Now 'me awaits my comeuppance'

What is next..?
Banished to hell
Or what do you call earth?
Another chance they said 
More sins or less?

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Naked Thought

...
.... 
.....if you truly searched and found me not
for five weeks.
I'm sorry 'cos..
I fed little or no poetry.
stories are meant for the tellers
this,  as accorded :
my muse bled painstakingly 
I wasn't just robbed
my gadgets were too. 
At first,  I spoke like a goon 
identity forgone,  fear has risen 
on my scale of actions. 
Even though the mirror  hurts
later found the reincarnated me
feeling once more,  the childhood  I left.
Assault in rounds of slap
beaten to pulp,  factually ,  no bandages .
my diary explains more while time lapses
indeed it was a witness 
I nearly lost my mind 
after loosing some utterances
Cat and dogs ran,  I feared to live. 
They dare not come to my rescue
I'm no tatterdemalion! non adheres,
some thought I was begging  for alms,
left inbound like a stray ?? .
Thank holiness, 
 pejoratively, there exists  no male urchin
I was there in the street,  weeping like a stream
still, they believe  the gold digger hath come.
Men ain't faulty,  
little  do they know about faults 
even I lost all hope 
here I am, life is still
my naked ??