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AGE 20 , LIFE SEEMED TOO LONG.AS IF IT WERE A NEVER ENDING JOURNEY....JUST WANT TO DIE ALREADY.

LADY OF THE WINTER

Her appealing appearance and overwhelming beauty 

Her everlasting white skin and famous equity 

Her curative eyes and her mind sinister 

Sitting in a garden is a lady of winter 

Young lads come and praises her coiffure 

Her innocent glances---------implausible 

When they see her they cite some phrases 

Expressing love and their kindred feelings 

The cold mist and snowflakes are happy to see her 

Withered trees and bare sky are happy to have her 

Behind her lingers the shadows of others 

Who once looked at her but now are blur 

Finally the sun and summer has gathered 

Young lads vanished and snow flakes faded 

The deliberate summer murdered the winter 

Destroyed the garden and the lady of winter 

      Dr.Zain               

MINE

As a kid I played and laughed 

With glowing noisy and wrecked toys

I called them mine and kept them in loft 

But soon they perished without any noise 

As a lad I was struck and inflicted with love 

Surrounded by damsels and fluorescent faces

Called them mine and met them at at fleuves

But all of them left leaving no traces 

As a man i was greedy and full of vanity 

Ran after fame, fortune, and glamour 

Called everything mine and lost my sanity 

Nothing remains about which i can stammer 

Now wrinkled and grey i sit in my room

And think of the things I once called mine 

They still exist but they don't make me bloom

I'm done with a life in which nothing was mine 

Dr.Zain

SOMETHING THAT MEANT A LOT

What's the relation between a loner and his loneliness? For a loner it's the only thing he can count on, the only thing for which every part of his body crave.He will never let anyone come in between him and his precious loneliness. It's as if the loneliness is his flute and he , a player who lives only to play it.Indifferent to humans he stays lost in the tune of his own flute.

But this can change. A touch from non other than the very existence of a human being for which he longed but never knew can change a loner into a social being.And when he reaches a point when he starts disliking his loneliness that is when he is really in love.

YES... LOVE CAN CHANGE US IN WAYS WE NEVER KNOW. 

Dr.Zain 

FEAR OF DEATH?

POET OR A DOCTOR?

FAR AWAY IN A DESOLATE VILLAGE 
LAD(desperate): How many times i have to say I don't want to be a doctor mom!
MOM: Enough already if you wanna be something then this is your chance.
LAD:Whatever i'm just not into that kind of stuff. Let me be what i want to be.
MOM: It's settled then.If you wanna leave the village then it has to be for medical studies or no.
LAD(sobbing): I hate you mom. I so wanna be a poet but you just won't let me.
DOOR BELL RANG
LAD: Who is it?
YOUR DAD A VOICE ANSWERED 
DAD: What's the ruckus about?
LAD(sobbing): Dad i wanna be a poet but mom won't let me.She wants me to be a doctor.
DAD(smiling): No big deal son.
LAD(surprised):How can you say that dad!
DAD: You can become both son.
LAD: How?
DAD: A doctor is someone who heals others with his knowledge and tools while a poet is someone who can heal others with words.It's very important for a doctor to have this quality of healing others with words. This way he will be on a whole different level. Son! you should become both a doctor and a poet or should I say a doctor who can heal others with his words too and reaches their hearts.
LAD(hopefully): I have lit it upon dad! i'm gonna be both.

Dr.zain afaq