18/06/2007
When I left (by Ahmad Babar):
The rooms feel so warm
Just like they did when I left
The house still has it's charm
Just like it did when I left
The plants still smile at me
Just like they did when I left
The chandelier still lighten ups the hall
Just like it did when I left
The floors still feel cold to my bare feet
Just like they did when I left
The chimes' music is still sweet
Just like it was when I left
The faces in those pictures smile again
Just like they did when I left
The broken mirror still shows two sides of me
Just like it did when I left
The old oak table still stands strong
Just like it did when I left
My room chair still squeaks
Just like it did when I left
The toys still stand lined up in the corner
Just like they did when I left
A tear rolls down my cheek
Just like it did on the day I left
Nothing seems to have changed
From the day when I left
But there is something missing
That I had on the day when I left
This place is now just a house
Unlike the Home it was when I left
Monday, June 18, 2007
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Invisible Ghost
Started on 07/05/2007, Finished on 02/06/2007
Invisible Ghost (by Ahmad Babar):
"Today I play host
To my Invisible Ghost"
I first met him when I was down
I was laying alone in the dark
As he neared me
His sweet smell pervaded the whole park
He had a sweet smile on his face
And I did not know what to do
He came and sat next to me
And said, "I am here for you"
I moved back a little
I was scared
He understood what I felt
And told me not to be afraid
He asked me to tell him all about myself
I did not know where to begin
I had a feeling that he already knew
About all of my past sins
He put his hand on my shoulder
I felt warm on the inside
He told me to trust him
As he takes me on a little ride
I was confused
But I still went along
He took me all the way back into my past
I was trying to figure out where I had gone wrong
He told me to not weep
He showed me how to learn
And at that moment I knew
Nothing lost, Nothing earned
And with that thought in my head
I knew exactly what to do
I picked myself up
To start over new
Just want to say
Thank you my friend
Maybe we will meet again some day
Probably when this journey ends
Invisible Ghost (by Ahmad Babar):
"Today I play host
To my Invisible Ghost"
I first met him when I was down
I was laying alone in the dark
As he neared me
His sweet smell pervaded the whole park
He had a sweet smile on his face
And I did not know what to do
He came and sat next to me
And said, "I am here for you"
I moved back a little
I was scared
He understood what I felt
And told me not to be afraid
He asked me to tell him all about myself
I did not know where to begin
I had a feeling that he already knew
About all of my past sins
He put his hand on my shoulder
I felt warm on the inside
He told me to trust him
As he takes me on a little ride
I was confused
But I still went along
He took me all the way back into my past
I was trying to figure out where I had gone wrong
He told me to not weep
He showed me how to learn
And at that moment I knew
Nothing lost, Nothing earned
And with that thought in my head
I knew exactly what to do
I picked myself up
To start over new
Just want to say
Thank you my friend
Maybe we will meet again some day
Probably when this journey ends
Once Again
Started on 06/01/2007.... Completed on 27/05/2007
Once Again (by Ahmad Babar):
I am here to be a sound, not an echo
Don't know why you don't understand that
I tried to say what no one heard
Don't know why no one understands that
So, will you help me?
Will you give it a try?
I am trying to trust my eyes
For they just saw you try
I am lost for words
But I still try to say
When the rest will fail
I will do it my way
It's not easy to be me
Just something you need to understand
My life isn't about jumping around
I am tired of making castles out of sand
There is so much that I have seen
And there is so much that I still need
My numb body doesn't feel pain
But that doesn't meant that I no longer bleed
I don't want to pen down all of this
Cause still no one will feel the way I feel
And when they will all fade away
You will see that I was the only one that was real
Once Again (by Ahmad Babar):
I am here to be a sound, not an echo
Don't know why you don't understand that
I tried to say what no one heard
Don't know why no one understands that
So, will you help me?
Will you give it a try?
I am trying to trust my eyes
For they just saw you try
I am lost for words
But I still try to say
When the rest will fail
I will do it my way
It's not easy to be me
Just something you need to understand
My life isn't about jumping around
I am tired of making castles out of sand
There is so much that I have seen
And there is so much that I still need
My numb body doesn't feel pain
But that doesn't meant that I no longer bleed
I don't want to pen down all of this
Cause still no one will feel the way I feel
And when they will all fade away
You will see that I was the only one that was real
Mother Murderer
Not a sequel to the Unborn Child but an extension of a sort.... Part of a debate on abortion
16/05/2007
Mother Murderer (by Ahmad Babar):
The room was dark and she could feel the pain
Guilt was streaming down her veins
It was nothing like what she had imagined
Only God Knows how it had happened
Her thoughts went back to that night of pleasure
Lust had taken over her
She had forgotten about all that lay ahead
Now she was crying on the hospital bed
She had killed her own child
She was haunted by the screams she heard as he died
She felt like breaking all the mirrors on her way home
She didn't even want to see herself, she wished to be all alone
She had confined herself to her room
All night long she used to stare at the moon
One day she finally came out and went to the park
She saw families playing till it was dark
Every time she used to see a mother with her baby
She sank further into guilt and misery
She wondered what if she hadn't decided to let go?
What if she had stepped up to say no?
She fell on her knees and broke down crying
She cursed herself and started praying
She prayed that no mother ever does this again
She hoped that no one ever has to face this pain
She begged God for no one else to be like her
She prayed that the world never has another "Mother Murderer"
For one final time she said good-bye
She wished to be with her son as for the last time she closed her eyes
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