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Call me when this world becomes good, Call me when you act the way you should, Call me when the light escapes the dark, Call me in the end when your soul departs. The times keep on changing, People keep on coming and going, Some leave a mark, some don’t, Some still treated ever so divine, Some forgotten by the sands of time. Let us try to leave our mark, Before death comes with his scythe, So we may be remembered, By this entire mankind, For our heart and our mind. Don’t be that fool, Trying to waste his time, Giving into desire and temptation, For he is weak at his foundation. We are made of many a flaw, A fact none of us can deny, But who will remember the man, That never really did try.

Everything feels so dark, Maybe the world is against me, Plotting to get rid of my very existence, Can’t they see that I don’t pose a threat? Locked from the inside searching for an exit. Someone save me now, Help me find an escape route, Show me the light I require, As a prisoner I am locked here, Give me the freedom I desire. Don’t let me give in, My will is at its limit, As my body decides to weaken, My mind is next in line, Save me what I’m about to do, Break me away from the noose. All the walls are caving in, My mind is giving into the hallucinations, Somebody grab my hand, Before I close my eyes, And scream my final goodbyes .

Hidden away by my ribcage, Guarded by the best of the best, Though it has so much protection, Very weak it is at its foundation. This heart of mine, So very sublime, Suppressed by wine, Soon it will be fine, Just give it time. I gave you my heart to borrow, Hoped forever you would keep, Mend it with hands so tender, That thread it did desire, To out off the scorching fire. This heart of mine, So very sublime, Suppressed by wine, Soon it will be fine, Just give it time. Drunk I am no more, Your love has set me straight, And patched me so well, Pulled me out of hell, Alas, forever I will need, That healing hand. This heart of mine, Now even more sublime, Because of you I'm fine, Thank you for your time.

We came from different mothers, Yet we possess the smallest of connection, Though as thin as an eyelash it may seem, But we still dream the commonest of dreams. We have many a different colour, But inside we have the same as every other, So don’t come into any confusion, For none can judge a man by his pigmentation. Today the value of a soul, Can easily be bought or sold, Like many a lamb they are slaughtered, Fools they are to set a price, And willingly are placed below the butcher's knife. Terrorism is common in our time, A gun shot occurs before the end of a rhyme, All in the name of religion, We pity all the teachers you had, For they did not teach you the real meaning of jihad. So lets put our differences aside, And try to make that connection strong, To put a stop to all the pain, For if we do not try, Our virtues will be considered a lie. Some may call me a hypocrite, Some may point out that I'm right, But I have not written this to start a fight

There are many differences between you and I, we might fight over the smallest of things but we end up holding hands once again, even in happiness its sometimes feels like a tragedy, Alas! I wonder why the love we hold so dear is such a mystery. When we are apart i miss you, but sometimes when we are together i wish you  nearest then. Its like someone is fooling around, with the ON and OFF switch of my heart, and i wish that you never depart. My heart has turned into an unsolved mystery, wish you could be the Sherlock Holmes that makes its a part of history, for you are the doctor and mender of this world, i might not be able to give you what you deserve, But you will always have my love AYAN KHAN 

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