E-TURNAL NOC-TURNAL

four seasons of this political world

2007-07-04T19:40:00.000-07:00

1-DEADLOCK summer

2-WAR autumn

3-DIALOGUE winter

4-PEACE spring

SABBATH DAY (final version)

2007-02-07T18:23:00.000-08:00

Verse1

Today,
A queer is so glad
he's found his soul mate
Today
A eunuch planned a date
With an infertile cat

Chorus
Today
Is the Sabbath day
Today
Is the Sabbath day
Lets hang out
Lets get laid

Verse2
A clown is so sad
Sobbing in his bed
Cuz he brewed laughter
For wailing heads

Today
Is the Sabbath day
Its just the Sabbath day
Let's do some work
To earn our bread.

Verse3
A spider got trapped
In her own web
Her face is yellow
and legs are red

Today
Is the Sabbath day
Today
Is the Sabbath day
Let's set the noose
Let's bait the trap

In weekdays
Monkey's lips get bitter
In weekdays
Piggy's jewels don't glitter x2

Chorus
But today's the Sabbath day
Its just a Holiday
Let's go fishing
Let's go prey
Lets go fishing
Lets go prey.

__________nocturnal

NOOSE

2007-01-08T21:57:00.000-08:00

THE SABBATH DAY

2006-12-22T08:17:00.000-08:00

Muhammad peace be upon him told a legend—not found in the Talmudists—about Jews fishing or working on the Sabbath in a town that tradition says was located on the Red Sea (vv. 163—167). God made fish appear on the surface only on the Sabbath, never on weekdays. This tempted some Jewish fishermen to break their holy day of rest, ignoring their teachers' warnings. The Sabbath—breakers become so arrogant and deep in their violations that God addresses them in the royal 'We':

VERSE7:166
But when even after this they disdainfully persisted in that from which they were forbidden, We said to them, 'Become apes—despised and disgraced!'

VERSE 2:65
And you know well the story of those among you who broke Sabbath. We said to them: 'Be apes—despised and hated by all.'? 66 Thus We made their end a warning to the people of their time and succeeding generation, and an admonition for God—fearing people

THE SABBATH DAY (FROM MY NEW LYRIC)

Today
Is the Sabbath day
Today
Is the Sabbath day
Let's set the noose
Let's bait the trap.

Today
Is the Sabbath day
Today
Is the Sabbath day
Let’s go fishing
Let’s go prey.

Today
Is the Sabbath day
Today
Is the Sabbath day
Let's praise the devil
Before we pray.

____________Nocturnal

I want you back

2006-11-20T19:10:00.000-08:00

I have been working on this lyric, I am still not satisfied with the structure. I consulted with Nigel but his suggested structure ruining the flow.

My current (original) lyric is as follows,

I Want You Back

Chorus1
I want you to bring back
All your dreams, blue and black
I want you
I want you back
I want you
I want you back

Verse1
It’s strange
We just shared pains
we were wild
& we didn’t tame
each other
Like lovers

Chorus
I want you to bring back
All your dreams, blue and black
I want you
I want you back
I want youI want you back

Verse2
And in this foolish game
Everything seemed fake
Its like we dreamt a dream
while we’re awake
We lived in heaven
and we transgressed

Bridge
But its never late
Its never late
If we learn from mistakes

Chorus
I want you to roll Babe!
Dice of hope for love's sake
I want you
I want you back
I want you
I want you back

________Nocturnal

NEW SONG LYRIC

2006-11-11T17:30:00.000-08:00

VERSE1
Charming rose!
I hate your thorns
Spiteful
Like the devil’s horns
May you die
In the storm.

VERSE2
Jesus, Lo!
In the Holy Rome
Devil sits
On Nero’s throne
Who fiddles while
Faithful moan.

CHORUS
Lions of lust
Devour my heart
Paws of conscience
Tear me apart
Scourge of remorse
Whips me hard.

VERSE3
Moses, Don’t
get me wrong
I can’t wander
Just that long
Could you & Yahweh
build me home.

CHORUS
Lion of lust
Eats my heart
Paws of conscience
Tear me apart
Scourge of remorse
Whips me hard.

Bridge (solo)

Lion of lust
Eats my heart
Paws of conscience
Tear me apart
Scourge of remorse
Whips me hard.

_________NOCTURNAL

LOST TRIBES

2006-10-17T17:34:00.000-07:00

I don't know how it feels
To keep a secret unrevealed
That one who heals
Is the one who bites
Who gives you lights
And snatches your sight

Cuz I’m not the one who lies
I have got nothing to hide
I am like a naked tree
That shivers in the cold winter nights.

But I ain’t in search of soothing fire
I prefer the abyss than climbing high
Up on the sacred Mount Sanai
I can’t sing no praising hymn
Before the burning holy sign.

You can’t hide your swelling tears
Behind the tattered veil of smile
So let your eyes cleave these waves
To get yourself passed through the Nile.

And I’ll fight till final triumph
As fighting is the finest crime
I can’t flee the pharaoh’s hell
To vanish like the lost tribes.

________nocturnal

SIT DOWN, STAND UP (SNAKES AND LADDERS)

2006-10-09T18:49:00.000-07:00

S & L is a satirical piece of RadioHead, in this song RH highlighted the arrogance of so called Big military power. Song was appeared on one of their studio albums with the title SIT DOWN, STAND UP but its also known as Snakes and Ladders.

Band's official video doesn't contain any political theme, but some guy has posted a video of the same song on YOU TUBE(please note that this is not band's official video) which translates the song purely in the context it was written as Thom Yorke (vocalist of the band) told the press that the song came about after he watched a television report on genocide in the 1990s.

LYRICS: (From the album HAIL TO THE THIEF)

Sit down, stand up
sit down, stand up
walk into the jaws of hell (sit down, stand up)
walk into the jaws of hell (sit down, stand up)
anytime (sit down)
anytime (stand up)
sit down, stand up
sit down, stand up
we can wipe you out anytime (sit down, stand up)
we can wipe you out (sit down, stand up)
anytime (sit down)
anytime
stand up (the rain drops the rain drops)
sit down (the rain drops the rain drops)
oh
the rain drops.

Video link: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8h710ptFIMk&amp;amp;amp;NR

Following is a very interesting comment left by one of the viewers on YOU TUBE,

RAIST2 wrote: Many in the current United States government, (both Republican and Democrat) and other rich powerful people would kill you and your family as quick (or quicker) than any terrorist if you got in their way. If you stay fat, happy and distracted from the truth, and swallow their lie, they will let you live....for now.

I'D RATHER FALL...

2006-10-03T07:10:00.000-07:00

I don’t need to stay
In your hell at all
I’d rather fall
I’d rather fall
I’d rather fall
Than to float like a mole
Just to prick pious souls.

I am a preacher of love
I can’t wage no war
You better call
You better call
You better call
Your pope and your Czar
Your gloomy stars.

I don’t need your face
To display my scars
I’ll embrace the waves
I won’t build your Ark.

I don’t need to stay
In your hell at all
I’d rather fall
I’d rather fall
I’d rather fall
Than to float like a mole
Just to prick pious souls.

______________ Nocturnal

A Piercing Couplet

2006-09-28T06:02:00.000-07:00

JO CHAL SAKO TO KOE AISEE CHAAL CHUL JANA
MUJHAY GUMAAN BHEE NA HO AUR TUM BADAL JANA

____________ Ahmed Faraz

Steve Earle's song about John Walker (American Taleban)

2006-09-24T07:28:00.000-07:00

John Walker is a white American who embraced Islam in his youth. He flew to Afghanistan and joined Taleban army to combat American agression, he fought shoulder to shoulder with Talebans and was finally captured by the American forces.

For further info, please follow the below mentioned link,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Walker_Lindh

Steve Earle, an American singer/songwriter wrote a song about J. Walker, song was recorded in 2002 and appeared on his album called Jerusalem released in the same year. Steve faced public criticism because his song supports John's act or in other words glorifies Jihad.

John Walker's Blues
(Steve Earle)

I'm just an American boy raised on MTV
And I've seen all those kids in the soda pop ads
But none of 'em looked like me
So I started lookin' around for a light out of the dim
And the first thing I heard that made sense was the word
Of Mohammed, peace be upon him

A shadu la ilaha illa Allah
There is no god but ALLAH

If my daddy could see me now – chains around my feet
He don't understand that sometimes a man
Has got to fight for what he believes
And I believe God is great, all praise due to him
And if I should die, I'll rise up to the sky
Just like Jesus, peace be upon him

We came to fight the Jihad and our hearts were pure and strong
As death filled the air, we all offered up prayers
And prepared for our martyrdom
But Allah had some other plan, some secret not revealed
Now they're draggin' me back with my head in a sack
To the land of the infidel

A shadu la ilaha illa Allah
A shadu la ilaha illa Allah

EXCERPT FROM GALLOWAY'S SPEECH & STONE'S LYRICS

2006-09-18T18:18:00.000-07:00

George Galloway, Respect MP(UK) for Bethnal Green and Bow, delivered this statement to US Senators who accused him of corruption.

“I told the world that Iraq, contrary to your claims did not have weapons of mass destruction. I told the world, contrary to your claims, that Iraq had no connection to al-Qaeda. I told the world, contrary to your claims, that Iraq had no connection to the atrocity on 9/11 2001. I told the world, contrary to your claims, that the Iraqi people would resist a British and American invasion of their country and that the fall of Baghdad would not be the beginning of the end, but merely the end of the beginning.

"Senator, in everything I said about Iraq, I turned out to be right and you turned out to be wrong and 100,000 people paid with their lives; 1600 of them American soldiers sent to their deaths on a pack of lies; 15,000 of them wounded, many of them disabled forever on a pack of lies.

If the world had listened to Kofi Annan, whose dismissal you demanded, if the world had listened to President Chirac who you want to paint as some kind of corrupt traitor, if the world had listened to me and the anti-war movement in Britain, we would not be in the disaster that we are in today. Senator, this is the mother of all smokescreens. You are trying to divert attention from the crimes that you supported, from the theft of billions of dollars of Iraq's wealth.

"Have a look at the real Oil-for-Food scandal. Have a look at the 14 months you were in charge of Baghdad, the first 14 months when $8.8 billion of Iraq's wealth went missing on your watch. Have a look at Halliburton and other American corporations that stole not only Iraq's money, but the money of the American taxpayer.

"Have a look at the oil that you didn't even meter, that you were shipping out of the country and selling, the proceeds of which went who knows where? Have a look at the $800 million you gave to American military commanders to hand out around the country without even counting it or weighing it.

"Have a look at the real scandal breaking in the newspapers today, revealed in the earlier testimony in this committee. That the biggest sanctions busters were not me or Russian politicians or French politicians. The real sanctions busters were your own companies with the connivance of your own Government."

Complete transcript of Galloway's Statement:
http://www.commondreams.org/cgi-bin/print.cgi?file=/views05/0517-35.htm

SWEET NEO CON
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

You call yourself a Christian
I think that you're a hypocrite
You say you are a patriot
I think that you're a crock of shit

And listen now, the gasoline
I drink it every day
But it's getting very pricey
And who is going to pay

How come you're so wrong
My sweet neo con.... Yeah

It's liberty for all
'Cause democracy's our style
Unless you are against us
Then it's prison without trial

But one thing that is certain
Life is good at Haliburton
If you're really so astute
You should invest at Brown & Root.... Yeah

How come you're so wrong
My sweet neo con
If you turn out right
I'll eat my hat tonight

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....

It's getting very scary
Yes, I'm frightened out of my wits
There's bombers in my bedroom
Yeah and it's giving me the shits

We must have lots more bases
To protect us from our foes
Who needs these foolish friendships
We're going it alone

How come you're so wrong
My sweet neo con
Where's the money gone
In the Pentagon

Yeah ha ha ha
Yeah, well, well

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah...
Neo con

__________ROLLING STONES

URDU LYRICS

2006-09-10T13:16:00.000-07:00

CHORUS1
Tujhe ye jaan lena thaa
Mujhay ye maan lena thaa
Mohabbat ke samander main
Hamain toofan shena thaa.

VERSE1
Jazeera bhee nahee koe
Samnder kay is daman main,
Hai sahil bhee nazr say gum
Aur mojain bhee hain joban pay.

VERSE2
Is ghayal se kashtee say (kashtee--boat)
Hamian ab koodna hoga
Akhir ishq ke suraj ko
kaheen to doobna hogaa

CHORUS2
Tujhe ye soch lena thaa
Mujhay bhee khoj lena thaa
Hamian rah-e-ulfat pay
Safar ko rok dena thaa

BRIDGE
Howa gum, ufaq say noor
Chaya ghum ka baadl
Syahee ban key phela hai
Teree aankh ka kajl

CHORUS3
Tujhay zubaan hona thaa
Mujhay ilzaam hona thaa
Hamain tishna mohabbat kaa (Tishna--thirsty)
Shakista jam hona thaa.

___________ FARHAN HAJR

THERE THERE

2006-09-05T05:33:00.000-07:00

We are accidents
waiting waiting to happen

we are accidents
waiting waiting to happen.

_________Radio Head

I'M GROWING IMMUNE

2006-09-02T06:14:00.000-07:00

Lo!
I'm blowing out my light
I'm embracing gloom
I've grown sting of lies
To praise the doom
I'm growing immune
I'm growing immune

You know! no sage can stay awake
in this bed of fake reasons
So, I've got to sleep
I must dive deep
in the sea of oblivion

Lo!I am riding tide
To get consumed
I just can't strive
like shifting sand dunes
I'm growing immune
I'm growing immune

_________NOCTURNAL

SOAP OPERA

2006-08-26T13:31:00.000-07:00

Czar trusts his loyal knights
Jesus’ disciples can’t be bribed
But Judas needs to sell his Christ
Brutus wants to turn the knife

All the actors have got their lines
Some are playing traitors,
Some are playing martyrs

But why HE put me in this soap
Why don’t HE just let me go?
I aint His friend, I aint his foe
I just wanna swim against the flow

I don’t wanna play judge
I don’t wanna play thief
I don’t wanna play King Zeus
I don't wanna play damned Prometheus

Look!
Brutus coward tamed a lion
Judas got the bag of coins
All the characters have said their lines
Grail’s been filled with blood red wine
.
.
.
.

And curtain falls before countless eyes.

__________NOCTURNAL

SLAIN

2006-08-21T06:24:00.000-07:00

You’ve got me on the cross again
Now, who'd cure your lepers
and endure your pains?
Who’d get you out of heinous reign?
Make you long for Promised Land?

Would you keep deifying your erroneous calf?
Made of gold that soothes your heart,
Keep throwing your saviours in the hearth?

Would you try to delude again?
Beg to get refused again
Rehearse the tale of deluge again.

Would you waste in famine all your grains?
Crave for drought instead of rain.
I’m your life, your guide, your way
So why you wish to have me slain?

____________NOCTURNAL

OTHER VOICES-THE CURE

2006-08-17T06:44:00.000-07:00

whisper your name
in an empty room
you brush past my skin
as soft as fur
taking hold
i taste your scent
distant noises
other voices
pounding in my broken head
commit the sin
commit yourself
and all the other voices said
change your mind
you're always wrong

come around at christmas
i really have to see you
smile at me slyly
another festive compromise
but i live with desertion
and eight million people
distant noises
other voices
pulsing in my swinging arms
caress the sound
so many dead
and all the other voices said
change your mind
you're always wrong

SHINE ON YOU CRAZY DIAMOND

2006-07-25T13:03:00.000-07:00

A Tribute to Syd Barrett. (January 6, 1946 – July 7, 2006)

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.

You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.

Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

____________PINK FLOYD

ZEETURNAL

2006-07-02T13:21:00.000-07:00

Following is the link to our song YOU JUST DIE.

Its just a rough cut version. I will post the link to the final version soon.

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/songInfo.cfm?bandID=563002&songID=4111126

ZEE & NOCTURNAL = ZEETURNAL (Thats what we derived from our pseudonyms)

MY SYMPHONY

2006-06-22T06:03:00.000-07:00

chorus
You're my symphony
Come on sing to me
This silent rage
Just killing me

Thunders are deafening
Lights are threatening
But only silence resounds
Inside of me

Winds are dragging me
Waves are wrecking me
Oh! I'm begging you
Just get a hold of me

chorus
You're my symphony
Come on sing to me
This silent rage
Just killing me

Oh! My symphony
Why are you away from me?
I wanna sail to you
You're my destiny

chorus
You're my symphony
Come on sing to me
This silent rage
Just killing me.

________NOCTURNAL

Verses from my new lyric

2006-06-18T04:22:00.000-07:00

In the valley of El Dorado
I found god made of gold
Saint asked me if I could sell it
At the price of worthless coal.

But I gave it away to a sinner
Cuz she offered me her home
She had mercy over me
As I'd been wandering for so long

I soothed my bones beside her
She was burning like pyre
I later found whom I bedded
Was a demon trapped in the mire

As devil was getting older
and he wanted his new hire
so he got her into his snare
To concieve a Lucifer

_______NOCTURNAL

agar tum ho ada.........

2006-06-17T11:56:00.000-07:00

'GAR TUM HO ADA
MAIN FIDA KYUN NAHEE
YEH AKHIR MAIN MEHW-E-SANA KYUN NAHEE

'GAR MEH HO TUM
MAIN NASHA KYUN NAHEE
MERAY HONTON PAY ULFAT KEE AZAN KYUN NAHEE

'GAR TUM HO KHUDA
MAIN KHATA KYUN NAHEE
MERAY KANDHOON PAY BAR-E-GUNHA KYUN NAHEE

'GAR TUM HO FALAK
MAIN GHATA KYUN NAHEE
MERAY MATHAY KEE RANGAT SYAH KYUN NAHEE

JAB APNAY SITARAY HEE MILTAY NAHEE
KYUN SAATH HAIN HUM, JUDA KYUN NAHEE

___________HAJR (my urdu pseudonym)

New lyrical rant (It's strange)

2006-06-11T05:29:00.000-07:00

I thought they'd changed
But they stung me again
From the peak of blame
They rolled me like a grain

Your dreams just stench
Like a corpse in the trench
You feel yourself dead
Like a prey in the den

Chorus
Its strange
It's strange
You can't complain
You gotta fool yourself
When everyone's sane

It's hard to stand
When you melt in the rain
You gotta wreck your soul
In the sea of pain

You are made to play
To lose your game
You are the same old man
While everything's changed

Chorus
It's strange
It's strange
You can't complain
You gotta fool yourself
When everyone's sane

______NOCTURNAL

SONG LYRIC

2006-06-04T08:35:00.000-07:00

I am working on my following song these days. I wrote this song 'Someday' in 2005, it's just been re-structured so its now ready for the compostion.

Bloody course work needs to be submitted next week as well, I am stuck in the middle, I have got two different things to do, one is my passion other is my education.

Song orrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr Formula1 car's aero design work????????

I'm still not sure what I am going to do first. One thing is certain course tutor will ---- me up if I don't submit my course work on time. Damnnnnnnnn!

Anyways following is the lyric of my song .

SOMEDAY

Chorus
Chilling aloofness freezing my nerve
I want heat, heat of love.
Can you heal me,
can you feel me again
From the hands of despair
Can you steal me again?

Verse 1
Those days, when you were leaving me
All the pain that you were giving me,
Are still breathing in my heart
You left me and I'm still playing my part.

Chorus
Chilling aloofness freezing my nerve
I want heat, heat of love.
Can you heal me, can you feel me again
From the hands of despair
Can you steal me again?

Verse 2
Those days, when you were dragging me
On the thorns of rift that's shredded me,
Are still breathing in my heart
You bred suspicion that cleft us apart.

Chorus
Chilling aloofness freezing my nerve
I want heat, heat of love.
Can you heal me, can you feel me again
From the hands of despair
Can you steal me again?

Bridge
Now I'm dwelling in a gloomy wood
Where days and nights have the same hue
Bothered, smothered by the memories of you
Lying neath the tree and recalling you
Come there, someday like the moonlight
To kindle my hopes, enliven my sight.

Chorus
Chilling aloofness freezing my nerve
I want heat, heat of love.
Can you heal me, can you feel me again
From the hands of despair
Can you steal me again?
Chilling aloofness freezing my nerve
I want heat, heat of love.

________NOCTURNAL

THORN OF LOVE

2006-05-17T06:36:00.000-07:00

Finally I have recorded my song Thorn of Love. I will upload this song on my blog soon.

MAMA I'M A HOLLOW MAN
THOUGH I KNOW YOU'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND
I DIDN'T WANT TO LET GO OF YOUR HAND
I WAS FALLING EVEN AS I RAN

MAMA I BEGAN TO STRAY
ALL I LEARNT IS HOW TO SLAY
SET THE NOOSE AND GET THE PREY
IS THE ONLY GAME I USED TO PLAY

CHORUS

SO PIERCE THE THORN OF LOVE
BLEED ME NOW SO I COULD CHANGE
I WANT TO BE YOUR SON AGAIN
PIERCE THE THORN OF LOVE
BLEED ME NOW SO I COULD CHANGE
I'LL TRY TO BE YOUR SON AGAIN
I'LL TRY TO BE YOUR SON AGAIN.

MAMA LOOK MY HANDS ARE RED
I'VE GROWN A ROSE OF HATE INSTEAD
PLEASE FORGIVE THE THINGS I SAID
MOON'S ECLIPSED YOUR SUNNY LAD

I'M STANDING IN THE POURING RAIN
TRYING TO WASH MY UGLY STAINS
DONT WISH ME LUCK, DONT WISH ME PAIN
JUST OPEN UP YOUR ARMS AGAIN

CHORUS

PIERCE THE THORN OF LOVE
BLEED ME NOW SO I COULD CHANGE
I WANT TO BE YOUR SON AGAIN
PIERCE THE THORN OF LOVE
BLEED ME NOW SO I COULD CHANGE
I'LL TRY TO BE YOUR SON AGAIN
I'LL TRY TO BE YOUR SON AGAIN.

by: nocturnal

MAIN SAHIB-e-IMAN NAHEE

2006-05-10T15:41:00.000-07:00

Following is the Urdu poem along with its translation. I am thankful to MYSTIC SOUL who translated this poem into English. I am really impressed by Mystic Soul's skill as I think verse translation is one of the most difficult literary works. One needs to be careful in choosing appropriate words so that mirror of translation could reflect the original script unambiguously.

MAIN EK MUDAT SAY HALAT-E-HAZAR MAI HOON
MUJHAY RAH-O- SAFAR SAY KOI KAAM NAHEE
MAIN EK MUDAT SAY APNI HEE KHOJ MAIN HOON
MUJHAY MANZIL KAY NISHAAN SAY KOI KAAM NAHEE
MUJHAY RAKHT-O-RAHZAN SAY KOI KAAM NAHEE

For long I am in stagnation
nothing to do with course or voyage
For long I am in quest of self
nothing to do with beacon of destination
nor to do with treasure or robber

ZANGEER-E-ZAKHM QADMON MAIN HAREE HAI AB TAK
PHIR SAYYAD KAY CHUNGAL MAIN KYUN GAWAIN KHUD KO
NIGHA MEREE, KISEE CHARAY PAY KYUN DAY DASTAK
KYUN KISEE RAAZ KA HAMRAAZ JATAIN KHUD KO
MISL-E-DAMAN KYUN HAR BAR PHAILAIN KHUD KO

Shackle of bruises are still crisp on limbs
why we waste ourselves again in hunter's cage
why should my eyes knock on one's face
Why deceit ourselves as porter of a secret
Why should we stretch our begging bowl everytime
Just to get fake pennies of love.

MAIN EK BAAGHI, ATA'AT MERA IMAN NAHEE
RAH-O-RASM SAY, ULFAT SAY MUJHAY KAAM NAHE
MAIN ISHQ KAY LASHKAR KA AALAMDAAR NAHEE
MERAY HATHOON MAIN BEWAFAEE KEE TALWAAR NAHEE

MAIN RAFAQAT KO IBADAT KAA DARJAA DAYDOON
MAGAR AFSOOS KAY MAIN SAHIB-E-IMAN NAHEE.

I am a rebel, submission is not my virtue
neither to do with culture nor affection
I am not the doyen of army of devotion
I have no sword of treachery in my hand either

I would level friendship with worship
but alas ! I am not a believer.

By: nocturnal
Translation: Mystic Soul

God's Frankenstein

2006-05-02T08:44:00.000-07:00

Lo! I’m drowning
In the sea of past that I’m recalling,
That has flooded my present
And swallowed my presence.

Like a crescent, Incomplete, floating in the murk
Confined to a path, bound to an earth
That’s full of pain and scarce of mirth
Barren & bruised as I found at my birth

I’m like a nag amongst the stallions
Creeping back unlike valiants,
Just to hide my stains from a million
Eyes: I covet the instinct of chameleon

Don’t blame me for spoiling my dreary soul
That you’d inspired into my hallowed mould
I never craved those wings that made me fall
What I begged, a mate, a companion of soul

But, you never pay heed
You just lash and bleed
Your Frankenstein for his misdeeds
You poison my life & compel me to breathe

Before asking any question, just solve my riddle,
Untie the web that has clutched me in the middle
And seize those waves of passionate ills
Then expect me to answer against my will.

_________nocturnal

ME & MY BRIDE

2006-04-25T10:27:00.000-07:00

As following lyric of mine is scheduled to be published in New York in an anthology called SONGS OF HONOUR, so I have decided to post this song here on my blog as well. I have already received a world wide copyright certificate of this song and waiting for my copy of that anthology, Songs of Honour will be available in stores in late summer.

Father! Could you heal my bride
She don’t kiss me anymore
Father could you again recite
Wedding sermon as she's gored.

Doctor! She is getting cold
I can’t hold her anymore
I don’t want this yellow gold
Give me back my burning coal.

Mother! At your priceless advice
We had built the strongest hive
But in the end we found our lives
Hanging on someone else’s knife.

Cobbler!
It’s no time to mend these holes
Let them plague my worn off sole
If feet are wrecked then I could crawl
Somehow got to finish final stroll

Executioner!
Hang me high and free my soul
Then you have my lifeless mould
But beware of voodoos’ scourge
Stitch my lips before I soar.

Father: I am still deprived.
Mother: Are you still alive?
Doctor: Throw her ashes into the Nile
Cobbler: You didn’t ever try
Executioner: I’ve got a zombie life.

______nocturnal

WO SHUKS (THAT MAN)

2006-04-21T14:48:00.000-07:00

I wrote a ghazal few days ago, let me introduce ghazal to those who don't ubderstand Urdu, Ghazal is a form of poetry in URDU as sonnet in English and haiku in Japanese)

Ghazals usually have no titles, first line or first two/three words of the ghazal considered as a title. So as the first two words of my ghazal are WO SHUKS (translation THAT MAN) so title of my ghazal is WO SHUKS.

Follwoing is the ghazal with the translation, I don't really like to translate poetry as it ruins the charm of the original script but as for those who don't understand Urdu, I decided to translate my ghazal.

Wo shuks…Bay naam thaa, bay daagh thaa, bud naam thaa,
Makhmalee libaas main, kantoon kay darmyan thaa.

THAT MAN WAS NAMELESS, STAINLESS BUT HE WAS DEFAMED
HE WAS LIKE A VELVET TORN BY THE THORNS OF BLAMES

Wo shuks tu thaa ajnabee, per zuban-e-zade aam thaa
Rahatoon kee dhuup main, sayoon ke zere daam thaa

THAT MAN WAS A STRANGER BUT KNOWN TO EVERY TONGUE
UNDER THE SOOTHING SUNLIGHT HE WAS ENCIRCLED BY THE TEASING SHADES

Wo shuks bohat weeran thaa, ujraa gulistan thaa
Na khilwatoon ke aan thaa, na mefiloon ke jaan thaa.

THAT MAN WAS LIKE A DESERTED AND SAVAGE GARDEN
WAS NEITHER RESPECTABLE IN THE CLOSET NOR IN THE COMPANY OF MILLIONS

Na wo kisee ka yaar tha, na kisee ke dil ka qarar thaa
Naa thaa aseer-e-zulf wo , na shutr-e-bay muhaar thaa

HE WAS NEITHER A FRIEND OF ANYONE, NOR A HEARTBEAT OF ANYONE'S HEART
HE WASN'T ENTANGLED WITH FAIRY'S HAIR , WASN'T A WILD/FREE STALLION EITHER

Wo shuks thaa bay zarur, par ajab insaan thaa
Sher-e-darogh main zuban-e-bay nayam thaa.

HE WASN'T A BRAVE MAN BUT HE WASN'T AFRAID OF ANYONE
IN THE WAR OF LIES HE WAS LIKE A DOUBLE EDGED TONGUE

Afsos! wo budnaseeb rindon ke darmyaan thaa
Hosh waloon kay lye pastyoon kaa jam tha.

THAT MAN LIVED AMONGST THE DRUNKARDS/IGNORANTS
AS FOR THE WISE MEN HE WAS LIKE A POISONOUS WINE.

___________nocturnal

CORPSES’ MOUNDS

2006-04-19T07:02:00.000-07:00

This song of mine has been awarded a demo contract by PARAMOUNT GROUP, Nashville, USA.

Soaring bombs on the horizon
Veiled the dazzling stars,
Sweet streams that turned to poison
Quelled the thirst of war.

What else remains to be altered?
Save our beating hearts
Every thing has come to halt.
Now: we can see the eclipsed moon
Through our broken vault
All is left, to cure these wounds,
A pit of bitter salt.

Though roar of guns has deafened us
We still can hear a song
Song that begins with the growl
Ends up in the moan
When Siren sings some magic chants
We get astounded
We sing along all night long
To amuse the flock of hounds.

What peasant mourned? A field of corn
That shone like golden crown,
Hungry fire consumed it all
Left ashes on the ground.

What tyrant found? Corpses’ mounds
Lying on the ground
Wild guns devoured these folks
And strewed them all around.

___________________ NOCTURNAL

TRIBUTE TO GREATEST LADS

2006-04-16T15:42:00.000-07:00

These lads are simply great

I think song BATTLE OF EVERMORE by Led Zeppelin is the best song ever written by anyone in the history of rock.

Queen of Light took her bow, And then she turned to go,
The Prince of Peace embraced the gloom, And walked the night alone.

Oh, dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light.
The dark Lord rides in force tonight, And time will tell us all.

Oh, throw down your plow and hoe, Rest not to lock your homes.
Side by side we wait the might of the darkest of them all.

I hear the horses' thunder down in the valley below,
I'm waiting for the angels of Avalon, waiting for the eastern glow.

The apples of the valley hold, The seeds of happiness,
The ground is rich from tender care, Repay, do not forget, no, no.
Dance in the dark of night, sing to the morning light.
The apples turn to brown and black, The tyrant's face is red.

Oh war is the common cry, Pick up your swords and fight.
The sky is filled with good and bad that mortals never know.

Oh, well, the night is long, the beads of time pass slow,
Tired eyes on the sunrise, waiting for the eastern glow.

The pain of war cannot exceed the woe of aftermath,
The drums will shake the castle wall, the ringwraiths ride in black, Ride on.

Sing as you raise your bow, shoot straighter than before.
No comfort has the fire at night that lights the face so cold.

Oh dance in the dark of night, Sing to the morning light.
The magic runes are writ in gold to bring the balance back. Bring it back.

At last the sun is shining, The clouds of blue roll by,
With flames from the dragon of darkness, the sunlight blinds his eyes.

Ooh, Bring it back, Bring it back...

____________________LED ZEPPELIN

GHAZAL

2006-04-15T04:09:00.000-07:00

Aao ujaloon (brightness) say dosti karlain,
Jala kay khud ko roshnee karlain

Zindagi!teree dushmani say khaeef(frightened) hain,
socha ke khudkushee(suicide) karlain.

Khudaee (being god) nay humain dya kya hai?
Chalo! kisee hoor ke bandagee(act of praising) karlain

sakoot-e-shub(silence of night) kay wiraan(deserted) agan main,
Zuban-e-zist(life's tongue) say kuch guftagoo karlain

Parcham-e-jung(war flag) jala kar logoon,
kyun naa barcheeyaan(spears) sarnagoon(surrender) karlain.

__________________HAJR (that's my urdu pseudonym)

ENTWINED TOGETHER

2006-04-06T15:15:00.000-07:00

You know, my eyes cry your tears
You know, your face displays my grin
You know, my soul oh! My dear
Takes the lashes for your sins.

You know we are entwined together
We share the hive and we both endeavour
To suckle the light from dying glimmer.

Have a look at yourself, don’t shy away from mirror
We have got no wings, got no feathers
We are made to crawl on the sandy river.

So why you loathe me, deny and oppose me,
I am your part, you can’t disown me,
I lent you my life and that’s all you owe me.

You know, my mind breeds your fears
You know, your heart spoils my seeds
You know, my neck, oh! My dear
Deifies an axe for your misdeeds.

_____________NOCTURNAL

THORN OF LOVE

2006-03-31T14:48:00.000-08:00

MAMA! I’M HOLLOW AS YOUR MAN
THOUGH I NEVER TRIED TO BE THE SAME
I WANTED TO BE AN HONEST MAN
SO I REALLY HAD TO WALK AWAY

BUT SORRY MOM! I GOT STARYED
ALL I LEARNT IS HOW TO FRAY
SET THE NOOSE AND GET THE PREY
IS THE ONLY GAME I USED TO PLAY

MAMA LOOK! MY HANDS ARE RED
I HAVE GROWN A ROSE OF HATE
STARS ARE GRIM & SUN IS BLACK
MOON HAS ECLIPSED ALL MY FACE

MAMA! I’M HOLLOW AS YOUR MAN
PIERCE THE THORN OF LOVE AGAIN
BLEED ME NOW SO I COULD CHANGE
I WANNA BE YOUR SON AGAIN.

I'M STANDING IN THE POURING RAIN
TRYING TO WASH MY UGLY STAINS
DON'T WISH ME LUCK, DONT WISH ME PAIN
IT SEEMS THAT I AM NEAR THE END
SO OPEN UP YOUR ARMS AGAIN
ITS ME, IN THE GUISE OF HOLLOW MAN
SO PIERCE THE THORN OF LOVE AGAIN
BLEED ME NOW SO I COULD CHANGE
I WANNA BE YOUR SON AGAIN
PIERCE THE THORN OF LOVE AGAIN
I'LL TRY TO BE YOUR SON AGAIN
I'LL TRY TO BE YOUR SON AGAIN.

_______________Nocturnal

BIGOTRY

2006-03-26T13:24:00.000-08:00

I snatched the rhymes
Of alluring muse,
I cleft the chimes
Of hymning gurus
To guard the dullness of your tunes.

I plucked the shades
Of arc that gleams,
I poisoned the taste
Of soothing streams
To paint the scenes
Of your ominous dreams.

I buried the moon
Behind wreath of fumes,
I quenched the lights to make you rule
All those nights of dread and gloom.

I scratched the face
Of a mirror you gazed
Into, that tried to reflect
Your hidden malice.

I crushed the beaut rose
That made you envious: Lo!
I ruined all your rivals
So called beauty idols.

_______NOCTURNAL

NICE GUYS

2006-03-20T06:17:00.000-08:00

Nice guys don’t need applause, don’t need words of appreciation.

Nice guys are just great, they save themselves from any illusive thing that seems to be glittering like gold, cuz they can't be bothered by the glitter as their eyes themselves shine like stars.

They can be deceived because of their simplicity but they can't be decreed foolish and stupid as they sometimes befool themselves in order to amuse others.

Nice guys…………………but where do they live, in heaven or in hades.
Where nice girls could find them,

In the abyss of delusions or on the lofty peaks of dreamland.

This question remains to be answered.

__________NOCTURNAL

DYING TO HEAR YOUR LIES

2006-03-16T07:56:00.000-08:00

TELL ME ...........TELL ME.........WHY
WHY YOU MAKE ME CRY
WHY YOU JUST DON'T LIE

SAY THAT.................. YOU WON'T DIE
SAY THAT ..................I WON'T DIE
SAY THAT.................. WE WON'T DIE

TELL ME.............TELL ME............WHY
WHY YOU MAKE ME CRY

SAY THAT.........................WE'VE GOT WINGS
SAY THAT.........................WE WILL FLY
WE WILL TOUCH THE SKY

TELL ME............TELL ME............WHY
WHY YOU MAKE ME CRY
WHY YOU JUST DON'T LIE

TELL ME..............TELL ME............WHY?????????????????

_________nocturnal

A STRANGE NIGHT UNDER THE SUN

2006-03-13T14:56:00.000-08:00

We had a strange night under the sun, we borrowed gleam of the moon as our faces were darkened by our fears. We were unable to say anything just because we were astounded by the beauty of the moonlit sky at noon, so we borrowed voice of the wailing wind. We were naked by our shame, so we borrowed shamelessness from the naked tree whose branches under the influence of wind were moving in a bewitching harmony just like women moves their hands while performing khatak. We were thirsty so we borrowed the wetness of the flowing river whose surface was shining under the moonlight. In fact its surface had become a mirror in which moon’s hallowed face was sparkling like a jewel.

We stayed under the moonlit sky for long, enjoyed every bit of that night, and then night was strangled by the cruel rays of the sun. Murky rays compelled us to walk back home in the darkness. Gloom had prevailed everywhere when sun unleashed its face.

We had hoped that we would have another night like that again but since then moon don't dare to rise at noon because it fears brutal sun rays.

NOCTURNAL

CALM SEAS AND ROUGH SHORES

2006-03-11T03:16:00.000-08:00

This new race is not so pure
Human values ain’t secured
What eugenics has ensured
Calm seas and rough shores
Calm seas and rough shores.

Price of living has now soared
Bleed your heart to soothe your soul
Only vultures could afford
Calm seas and rough shores
Calm seas and rough shores.

Heaven's slammed HIS gracious doors
Greedy hands can’t get no more
As every penny wasted for
Calm seas and rough shores
Calm seas and rough shores.

Broken bastions are restored
Hungry bellies are ignored
Ghosts abandoned fragile forts
For calm seas and rough shores
For calm seas and rough shores.

--------------------NOCTURNAL

HADES

2006-03-05T15:19:00.000-08:00

I said to HIM
Your creed has fettered me
Lord! set me free
Lord! axe my tree.

Heaven said to me
Keep sowing your bleeding seeds
Keep growing your ugly deeds
I won’t set you free
I won’t axe your tree

Charon said to me
Come! Follow me
I’ll set you free
I’ll get you ‘cross the Styx
I ain't the one who betrays
I won’t lead you astray.

But Charon lied to me
He didn’t axe my tree
He trapped me underneath
He threw me in HADES
Now what resounds in me
Scream of broken dream
I am not yet free
Still entangled in my tree.

No wine and no bread
No halo on my head
Only gloom and dread
Are disciples of my faith

_______________NOCTURNAL

LUCIFER

2006-03-03T07:11:00.000-08:00

I’m running away from a lecherous demon
To plant the sin, who craves my semen
She wanna conceive devil’s heir
But I can’t sire, a baby Lucifer.

_______________NOCTURNAL

Is your life worth fighting for?

2006-03-03T04:07:00.000-08:00

You bet
You loose
You brawl

You lie
To make this all

You wage
A useless war

You win
You build a wall

You run
You crawl

You rise
You shine
You fall

Is your life
Worth fighting for?

Hear! Who gives you call
Why you run for one
Who don’t miss you at all

Don’t bribe your heart
Don’t strike the chord
Mend yourself, ruin maiming art
Throw these bleeding snaps
In the healing hearth.

__________________NOCTURNAL

ZEELOYD

2006-02-25T07:51:00.000-08:00

Following is a link to a very talented musician ZEE.

He is a very good friend of mine. I have been insisting for quite a long time that he should upload his songs, so finally he has put his compositions on his website.

I love his song KHWABON KI DUNYA , It has been a great experience to listen that song live, that song really catches one's attention right from the beginning.

London's Sleet is a catchy grand piano composition.

He is a good singer/songwriter and an excellent composer.I wish him good luck for his future endeavours.

http://zeeloydonline.atspace.com/

Give it a listen.

RELICS

2006-02-25T05:56:00.000-08:00

A psychedelic lyrical piece, I hope we will get it composed soon.

This song of mine is for the city of MOEN-JO-DARO. A place that always makes me think that where the inhabitants of this developed city (5000 years ago it was considered as a centre of civilization) have disapppeared. Archealogist found not even a single human skeleton during excavation. Why did they abandon their city? It remains a mystery.

Who were they?
& where hath they gone?
Why they shunned their city?
What made them to roam?

Had they been banished
From their Eden too,
Who won them this blemish?
Who caused them this woe?
Had they been lured too?
Like dwellers of Eden, Who
Sinned, & soaked in gloom.

There falls, bleeding chariots in the nights
Bitten by the thunder lights
Fiery tears from Heaven’s eyes
Don’t let them climb back to paradise.

Back in the ruins,
Their voices still echo through these relics
Their idol still dances, their deity is still prolific
Their wheels still turn, their Indus still floods
And still lives on the mystery of their unread words.

________________________NOCTURNAL

JUDA KYUN NAHEE

2006-02-23T17:53:00.000-08:00

GAR TUM HO ADA
MAIN FIDA KYUN NAHEE
YEH AKHIR MAIN MEHW-E-SANA KYUN NAHEE

GAR MEH HO TUM
MAIN NASHA KYUN NAHEE
MERAY HONTON PAY ULFAT KEE AZAN KYUN NAHEE

GAR TUM HO KHUDA
MAIN KHATA KYUN NAHEE
MERAY KANDHOON PAY BAR-E-GUNHA KYUN NAHEE

GAR TUM HO FALAK
MAIN GHATA KYUN NAHEE
MERAY MATHAY KEE RANGAT SYAH KYUN NAHEE

JAB APNAY SITARAY HEE MILTAY NAHEE
KYUN SAATH HAIN HUM, JUDA KYUN NAHEE

___________________HAJR (Stone), That's my URDU psuedonym

VERA

2006-02-20T03:23:00.000-08:00

VERA KE NAAM

us ne kahaa aao,
us ne kahaa Thehro
muskuraao kahaa us ne
mar jaao kahaa us ne
maiN aaya,
maiN Thehar gayaa,
muskuraaaya
aur mar bhii gayaa

_______________FAIZ

English Translation by Agha Shahid Ali from The Rebel’s Silhouette.

For Vera

She said Come
She said Stay
Smile she said
She said Die
I came
I didn’t leave
Yes, I smiled
And I even died.

(Translated from Faiz’s Urdu version of a poem by Nazim Hikmet addressed to his Russian wife, Vera)

SEASONS

2006-02-18T04:18:00.000-08:00

Winter and summer never make me feel anything special. I like spring at some extent because it’s good to see green trees after a long barren period. It’s a season of blooming world.

But I don't know why I fancy autumn, a season when leaves fall off the trees. A season in which these fallen leaves have to bare the scourge of cruel wind, a season in which they are totally at the mercy of unmerciful wind, whipping wind compels them to dance by clutching their hands with its countless invisible manacles. Its like a dance on the thorns, I see them bleeding and hear them sighing while they crawl from one place to another under the influence of blowing wind. I pity their plight and whenever I stroll over those walkways that are plagued with yellow leaves in autumn; I hear their cries under my feet. We people nonchalantly tread on these yellow leaves that get squelched beneath our feet while we stroll in the garden for pleasure.

Those naked trees and those ruined gardens haunt me, I always like to sit under the leafless tree and to shed tears for the slaughtered leaves whose corpses are scattered all over the green grass.

It’s like a war that has just been over and the bodies of the vanquished are being held on the spears. Yeah! yellow leaves resting on the tips of the green blades of the grass is a good analogy to understand the horriblity of war.

But can anyone tell me that WHY GRASS ALWAYS REMAINS GREEN and WHY AUTUMN ONLY WRAP THE MISERABLE LEAVES IN THE YELLOW SHROUD.

Why! Is nature biased? Nature provided both of them with green attire but why it always inflicts wrath on those miserable beings. Why they have to suffer and grass blades get away with it.

It’s like our society where some people are made to suffer again and again and some others get away with it. They don not have to bear the torcherous pain of life.

If someone wants to depict the contrast of our society then one must paint the scene of the autumn laden garden. Surely you can see in that picture the miserable ones (yellow leaves) and those who are blessed, who never starve, who never suffer any calamity (the arrogant blades of green grass).

PROMETHEUS

2006-02-16T15:32:00.000-08:00

If they snatch my ink and pen,
I should not complain,
For I have dipped my fingers
In the blood of my heart.
I should not complain
Even if they seal my tongue,
For every ring of my chain
Is a tongue ready to speak.

______________FAIZ
TRASLATED BY : Azfar

I will steal fire from heaven to light this gloom. No matter if they persecute me, I will bear every lash with smile, I will take every punch with patience.

And if I fail to steal fire then I will glow myself, I will glow myself like a lamp. I won't let you die in the darkness , though I am a NOCTURNAL, my life starts at dusk, I like darkness but I ain't selfish. I will sacrifice my life for you, I will embrace lights, I will kiss the gleaming flames.

Here everyone is just a victim of self pity; every one is magnifying his/her wounds. Everyone is in the search of soul mate; I hate this stubborness.

I love rebels, I love mavericks because I worship god Prometheus

KARMA

2006-02-14T15:30:00.000-08:00

Feel the prick of serpent's bite
And sense the venom in your lies
There’s no difference you could find
In ruinous fang and vicious mind.

_________NOCTURNAL

I don't believe in Karma, but if I were to believe in it then I would say that all the humans were serpents in their previous lives.

Humans are as venomous as serpents.

It's weird, Isn't?

2006-02-11T15:06:00.000-08:00

An angry dumb girl said to the blind boy,

"Don't ever dare to stare at me again, can't you see I am invisible".

Blind boy was stunned by the girl's accusation and in order to clearify his position he said to his deaf girl friend,

"She is lying, I didn't stare at her."

"She is not lying, you always try to look some where else. you never looked into my eyes", said his girl friend.

"You always eye someone else, I hate you", She yelled at him and walked away.

Anniversary Flowers

Let me introduce myself.

2006-02-11T04:43:00.000-08:00

I am blinding light
I am enlightening gloom,
I am thorn of fright
That only blooms
in the dark.

________NOCTURNAL

DEITY

2006-02-10T15:18:00.000-08:00

If there were no God, it would be necessary to invent him.

_____VOLTAIRE

What if there were no devil, would it be necessary to invent him?

_____NOCTURNAL

I asked myself this question many times but got no reply.

Have you got any answer to this question??????

KURT'S SUICIDAL NOTE

2006-02-09T06:58:00.000-08:00

This song is written in memory of Kurt Cobain.

Wait Until It Rains.

Let me be your tears
So that you could cry
Let me be your pain
So that you could sigh
Let me be your ink
So that you could write
Last note before suicide

I am not insane
I’m an honest man
There's no secrect in my brain
You don’t really need to scan
My mind, my hidden ram
You don’t have to prick
My fragile veins.

I play no hidden game
I can’t really stand
Your loss and your gain
I can’t ease your pain
I can’t wash away your stains
So, wait until it rains
Wait until it rains
Wait until it rains……

But, don’t know how and when
Those clouds will shroud again
Your moon that’s full of stains
To ruin its ugly reign
To free your sky from pain.

So you better wait until it rains
Wait until it rains
I can't ease you pain
I can't ease your pain
I can't ease your pain.

________________________NOCTURNAL

Cradle

2006-02-08T16:06:00.000-08:00

None are so hopelessly enslaved as those who falsely believe they are free. (Goethe)

So we are all slaves, aren't we?

Some are slaves to their dreams, some are slaves to their desires and some are slave to their wishes.

I was born in a grave of misery
I was raised by the fears like every
Slave, who dies of born slavery.

You can’t feel me, I am an illusion
You can only taste my confusion
That I am made of, that never pays off.

‘Cos you were born with a hallowed ring
You didn’t have to be baptised in a pool of sin
In fact, me and you are two different things
I just wail, you only sing
I am a slave and you’re a king.

But I’ve got all my reasons
To scrap off your prison
And swap with you my lesion
My lesion.

As I’m possessed by a rebellious demon
That calls me towards my Eden
My cradle, my freedom.

________NOCTURNAL

Last Night

2006-02-07T16:53:00.000-08:00

This last night on earth
Is like the first day in my cradle
I am lying in the dirt
And crying like a devil

_____NOCTURNAL

NO DIRECTION HOME

2006-02-04T15:20:00.000-08:00

How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?

_______BOB DYLAN

I WANNA RUN AWAY FROM MYSELF

2006-02-03T18:14:00.000-08:00

Why you sometimes feel that you are living a life which is not worth living. Why you always think that what you are and what you do is just crap. Why you always see things that always turn out to be your nightmares. Why you always touch things which are nothing but illusions crafted by your dreary mind.

Why you always on the wrong way when you know the right way. Why you want to get lost when there is no place for you where you could hide yourself. Why you just bleed yourself when you know that self flagellation is a sin. Why you curse yourself when you know that it is useless. Why you shed tears when you know that they are like fuel to your internal inferno.

I don’t know what kind of man you are; I don’t really want to know even. I think you are jinxed and I just want to get away from you...........................................

Shattered Hearts

2006-02-02T17:31:00.000-08:00

I dedicate this song to all the shattered hearts out there.

Lets play an ugly game
Lets add fuel to flames
Lets salt the bleeding aims
Before another brawl.

Lets force these tears to fall
In the fire of fear, a pitfall
An abode, a grave of all
Dreams and hopes.

Lets tie the noose to rope
Lets hang it down the road
To lynch all our wishes
Like the yobs of medieval past.

Lets lay our dreams in vault
Lets put a wreath of halt
On the tomb of endless stroll
To reach the distant stars.

Lets knit the fear to hoard
Pearls of shattered hearts
So lets all jump aboard
To sail through the dark.

-----NOCTURNAL

MAIN SAHIB-E-IMAN NAHEE

2006-02-01T12:21:00.000-08:00

In response to the Faiz's nazmYaad ki raahguzaar that she sent me in order to express her feelings , I wrote that nazm(POEM) as an answer or to be exact as a reaction. Infact Faiz's nazm provoked me to write something.

Faiz's poem ends with the following lines and these lines literally pierced me like a poisonous thorns.

Tum se chalti rahay yeh raah – yunhi achha hai
Tum ne murr kar bhi na dekaha – to koi baat nahi

Then what I wrote is mentioned below,

MAIN EK MUDAT SAY HALAT-E-HAZAR MAI HOON *(halat-e-hazar- -state of being stagnant)
MUJHAY RAH-O- SAFAR SAY KOI KAAM NAHEE
MAIN EK MUDAT SAY APNI HEE KHOJ MAIN HOON
MUJHAY MANZIL KAY NISHAAN SAY KOI KAAM NAHEE
MUJHAY RAKHT-O-RAHZAN SAY KOI KAAM NAHEE

ZANGEER-E-ZAKHM QADMON MAIN HAREE HAI AB TAK
PHIR SAYYAD KAY CHUNGAL MAIN KYUN GAWAIN KHUD KO *(sayyad--hunter)
NIGHA MEREE, KISEE CHARAY PAY KYUN DAY DASTAK *(dastak--knock)
KYUN KISEE RAAZ KA HAMRAAZ JATAIN KHUD KO
MISL-E-DAMAN KYUN HAR BAR PHAILAIN KHUD KO

MAIN EK BAAGHI, ATA'AT MERA IMAN NAHEE *(ATA'AT-obedience)
RAH-O-RASM SAY, ULFAT SAY MUJHAY KAAM NAHE
MAIN ISHQ KAY LASHKAR KA AALAMDAAR NAHEE
MERAY HATHOON MAIN BEWAFAEE KEE TALWAAR NAHEE

MAIN RAFAQAT KO IBADAT KAA DARJAA DAYDOON
MAGAR AFSOOS KAY MAIN SAHIB-E-IMAN NAHEE.

----by HAJR *(stone) this is my urdu pseudonym

ETURNAL_____________NOCTURNAL

2006-01-31T09:45:00.000-08:00

A King, Crown & Sting

2006-01-29T03:52:00.000-08:00

With a whip he lashes the depressing wind
With a thorn he pierces the fiendish wings
Of death, that drags the souls to Styx
Save this erroneous king
Whose crown never stings.

---Nocturnal

I am not racist

2006-01-26T06:07:00.000-08:00

All those brown and black, white and yellow people, I love you all, you people are like the colorful, charming flowers. Your excistence is the only source of pleasure in this savage garden ie Earth.

And all those FUCKING brown and black, white and yellow flowers, I hate you all because your thorns pierce and bleed the hands of those who raise and embrace you.

HAAN MUJHKO AADAT HAI....

2006-01-23T06:31:00.000-08:00

I have just penned a song in Urdu, though it is very difficult to write Urdu in roman script, but somehow I managed to write it down. I hope that readers won't find any difficulty in reading that script, though I know it is really hard to understand Urdu word in roman script.

HAAN MUJHKO AADAT HAI
PANYOON PAY CHALNAY KEE
SUNG UMADTEE LAHROON KAY *(sung--along/together)
BHARNAY AUR BHIKARNAY KEE

PURAY CHAND KEE RAATOON MAIN *(puray chand--complete moon)
SUNG SHAMA KAY DHALNAY KEE

HAAN MUJHKO AADAT HAI
HAAN MUJHKO AADAT HAI

HAR SHAB KUFR KAY SHOLOON MAIN *(sholoon--flames)
SUNG BUTON KAY JALNAY KEE. *(buton--idols)

TAREEQ UFAQ KAY DAMMN MAIN *(tareeq--dark/gloomy) *(ufaq--horizon)
MISL-e-ASHK CHAMAKNAY KEE. *(misl-e-ashk--like the tear)

HAAN MUJHKO AADAT HAI
HAAN MUJHKO AADAT HAI

ZARD MURJHATAY PATTON KAY *(putton--leaves)
SUNG GULLON KO TAKNAY KEE. *(gullon--roses)

HAAN TUJHE BHEE AADAT HAI
SARD KHUNJAR KAY HONTOON PAR *(sard--cold) (khunjar--knife)
ZAKHMI UNGUSHT RAKNAY KEE *(ungusht----finger)

PHUN PHAILAYE ANDHAIROON KAY
ZHAREELAY MANZAR CHAKNAY KEE *(zhareelay--poisonous)

ASAIB ZADA TASWEERON KO *(asaib--haunting/ghostly)
SANG RANGOON KAY RANGNAY KEE. *(rangoon--colours)

YEH JO TEREE HALAT HAI
WOHEE MAREE HALAT HAI
WOHEE CHAMAN KEE HALAT HAI *(chaman--garden)
WOHEE AMAN KEE HALAT HAI *(aman--peace)

HAAN HUMKO AADAT HAI
BAY NAAM BHIKARTEE LEHRON PAR
RAAKH DUKHOON KAY RAKHNAY KEE *(rakh--ashes) *(dukhoon--sorrows)

HAAN MUJHKO AADAT HAI
HAAN TUJHKO AADAT
HAA HUMKO AADAT HAI………………..

UNDERNEATH (7/7 London bombings)

2006-01-22T04:52:00.000-08:00

This song reflects the pain and sufferings of those who lost their loved ones on that tragic day ie, 7th July 2005. This song is scheduled to be published in an anthology called SOUL GATHERER in England and also won a contract to be demoed at PARAMOUNT, Nashvile, Tennessee, USA.

Underneath: On the trail
Blood soaked the iron rail
To quench the wicked thirst of blood
Devils grabbed the Holy Grail.

Who is gentle, who is rogue
It’s hard to tell in mob
Who’d throw you in despair
By grasping all your hopes.

After a long time he rang
His lost love to say
I still love you my Fay
Didn’t want this chance to waste
So she picked his call in haste
Just before a bang.

He went into the rubble
To get her out of trouble
But he found his love so blithe
And colder than the ice.

Underneath: on the trail
When Terror’s face unveiled
Laughter turned to wail
Blame it on the gale
That ripped our mighty sails.

-----NOCTURNAL

FACE ECLIPSE

2006-01-20T02:46:00.000-08:00

Sorrows eclipsed my face
As moon eclipsed the sun,
This life is like a maze
That puzzles at every turn

Talk Show Host

2006-01-19T15:56:00.000-08:00

I don't really post song lyrics of other bands on my weblog but that song of RADIOHEAD is just amazing.

Radio head's TALK SHOW HOST is a soundtrack of the film R & G,

I want to
I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon this surface for the birds
The birds
The birds

You want me?
Fucking well come and find me
I'll be waiting
With a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing
Nothing
Nothing
Nothing

You want me?
Well come on and break the door down
You want me?
Fucking come on and break the door down
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready
I'm ready

DRUGS, SEX AND ROCK N ROLL

2006-01-18T05:53:00.000-08:00

I hate those fucking ppl who spoil rock n roll with their fucking addiction to drugs and instinct of having wild sex.

There are quite a few bands who set good examples while ruling the world of music.
But most of the so called rockers are just copycats, playing fucking borrowed music.

True rockers may be addicted to drugs , may have wildest sexual desires but music they play is just blooooooody amazing, that bleeds you and drives you wild and makes you a beast.

And the fake rockers, they just have sex and drugs but music they play is just fucking crap that makes you sick.

I'm a muse

2006-01-17T06:40:00.000-08:00

I am a muse
I am accused
Of telling the truth.

I am amused
To tell the news
Of deluge.

He’s got no dues
This debtor accused
Of saving Jews.

She left her shoe
Embraced the noose
And died unabused.

Rebel changed his views
Bled Marx’s brute
What a pleasant fluke.

A wretched recluse
Burnt his flute
Left ashes for good.

I am a muse
I am accused
Of telling the truth.

I am a muse
I am a muse
I am a muse
I am accused
I am accused
I am a muse……

----by Nocturnal

A broken heart

2006-01-15T08:26:00.000-08:00

You lost your beau on the dust laden ways of love and then you started looking for him, and after years of search, one day you found someone lying on his chest on the mound of broken dreams, you thought you had found your love again, you rushed towards him, his face was covered with the dust and he was bleeding, you asked his name, he replied my name is broken heart, you smiled and said I know, I am a broken hearted too without you, where had you disappeared, I had been looking for you everywhere.You laid his head in your lap, and tears swelled in your eyes and started pouring down on your lover's face, who was lying in your tear soaked lap, these were the tears of happiness, as you finally found your lost love, but these tears of happiness wrecked your mirth when they washed away the dirt form the face of the man who was lying in your lap.When you looked at the cleaned glistening face of him, it was dawned on you that he is not your man, he is some else, you just shocked by this reality, you couldn't just control yourself, selfishness took control of you, you pushed his forehead off your lap, his head struck with a rock of despair and he bacame unconscious, you wiped your dusty hand with his clothes, you left him dying and walked away.

And you are still wandering on the highways of love, trying to find your love, you are tired and thirsty and your feet are trembling, and soon you will fall like that man, who you had found the other day, you will be waiting for someone's help and someday someone desperate like you will come to you considering you as his destination and will ask your name.

What would you reply then,

A Broken Heart or Stone Cold Heart................

I love a Whore

2006-01-14T07:45:00.000-08:00

I love a whore
Whose name is wealth,
Who opens her door
For the one who yells
"More" to hoard
Her body and soul.

A Born Sinner

2006-01-13T06:44:00.000-08:00

I had a dreadful dream last night, I saw them hanging you high because you always spoke the truth and truth is forbidden, it’s a sin in their world. But you always sinned regardless of their warnings; they said you were a miscreant, a born sinner.

They always tried to baptize you in the flames of lies, but you always escaped with all your sins. Though I knew that you were already bearing your cross of truth and just walking tiredly towards your end, I had been following your blood red foot step, I had been envying you wounds that whip of conscience had left every time it kissed your body ferociously.

But Harod of our time didn't want you to carry this heinous cross, that is why they burnt it down and instead of crucifying you they hanged you high so that every one from even the farthest distance could see the end of the one who used to speak truth, who used to sin.A man who was a heretic, a rebel, a born sinner.

LOST TRIBES

2006-01-12T18:04:00.000-08:00

I ain’t in search of soothing fire
I perfer the abyss than climbing high
Up on the sacred Mount Sanai
Cuz I can’t sing no praising hymn
Before the burning holy sign

I will fight till final triumph
As fighting is the finest crime
I won't flee the Pharaoh's hell
To find myself with lost tribes.

CORPSES' MOUNDS

2006-01-11T07:04:00.000-08:00

(This poem of mine is scheduled to be published in two different anthologies,
1- ETERNAL PORTRAITS-USA
2- BRITISH ISLE POETS(2006) -UK

Soaring bombs on the horizon
Veiled the dazzling stars,
Sweet streams that turned to poison
Quelled the thirst of war.

What else remains to be altered?
Save our beating hearts
Every thing has come to halt.
Now: we can see the eclipsed moon
Through our broken vault
All is left, to cure these wounds,
A pit of bitter salt.

Though roar of guns has deafened us
We still can hear a song
Song that begins with the growl
Ends up in the moan
When Siren sings some magic chants
We get astounded
We sing along all night long
To amuse the flock of hounds.

What peasant mourned? A field of corn
That shone like golden crown,
Hungry fire consumed it all
Left ashes on the ground.

What tyrant found? Corpses' mounds
Lying on the ground
Wild guns devoured these folks
And strewed them all around.

POISON + WINE = IMMORTALITY

2006-01-09T15:00:00.000-08:00

God asked Abraham to sacrifice his most beloved thing that is his son, As he was the beloved friend of God that is why he remained steadfast and acted according to his GOD's command.

Sometime I wonder If someday God ask me to sacrifice my most beloved thing then what would I sacrifice,

Some people say that life is the most precious thing and mostly people say that it is the dearest thing to every person, Who wanna die? Definitely no one.

So would I sacrifice my life in the name of Almighty, I closed my eyes and imagined that what it would feel like when I would be bleeding myself to get an immortal life.

But I couldn't feel the pain that one goes through while soul leaves the body for not to come back forever, and all my imagination remained incomplete without experiencing the taste of death.

Is that a wine that one tastes only once in a life time, what does it taste like, bitter, sour , sweet?

God knows, but one thing for sure no one gets intoxicated after drinking that wine, So is that a poison?

A poison that gives us an immortal life, so can I call it a poisonous wine that makes us IMMORTAL.

A Nag

2006-01-08T08:51:00.000-08:00

I’m a nag amonst the stallions
Creeping back unlike the valiants,
Just to hide my stains from the million
Eyes: I do covet the instinct of chameleon.

The Nile of Sorrows

2006-01-07T17:25:00.000-08:00

You can’t hide your swelling tears
Behind the tattered veil of smile
So let your eyes cleave these waves
To get yourself passed through this Nile.

Ugly Shroud

2006-01-07T11:09:00.000-08:00

Dens are empty, loins are out
I can't let you muck about
Its time to shoot into a crowd
Before they shred our ugly shroud.

NOCTURNAL

2006-01-06T05:00:00.000-08:00

A strange Knock

2006-01-05T17:11:00.000-08:00

I had never used any lock to lock my door before becuase I used to think that no one would bother to come in as I am a stranger to everyone, even I am a stranger to myself. But one night I heared a knock on my door.

I was amazed that who is this in the middle of the night, knocking on the door of one who is even stranger to himself.

I heared a feminine voice, who is it!, followed by a knock.

I was really in a perplexed state, I hadn't seen in my whole life a person, who had just knocked on someones' door, asking a question WHO IS IT?

Though I was in a very strange situation, I gathered my nerve and said,

I have never knocked on any stranger's door in my whole life, I don't know whether you have a right to know that Who the person really is whose door you are knocking on OR a person whose door is being knocked upon should ask the same question instead.

She said, If you haven't knocked any stranger's door before then why are you answering a stranger's knock for?

Why did you bother yourself to reply, You should have remained silent.
Why did you let me know that someone really lives inside this ghost house. I would have left your door after getting bored and tired, had not you said anything in response to my knocks. She said.

Though I do knock on stranger's doors but I never ever tried to break in, She said again.
So as you responded to my knock, you are supposed to tell me who you really are,
She decreed.

And I was amazed at the encroacher's shamlessness that how bravely she was justifying her position and claiming a right that in any case she should not have claimed,

A RIGHT TO KNOW WHO I AM.

That all she wanted to know and I had no answer to that question.................

(to be continued)

Me or Someone Like Me

2006-01-05T05:23:00.000-08:00

I saw you with someone
Someone like me
Passionate and young
Exactly like me

Lost in your arms
Bewitched by your charm
Who envisaged no harm
Exactly like me.

Drowned in your eyes
Oblivious to lies
That galvanize your laughters
And magnify your sigh.

I saw you with someone
Someone like me
Passionate and young
Exactly like me.

And then,

I saw someone burning
Burning like me
Turning to ashes
Ashes like me
In the fire of betrayal
Ignited by thee.

I wondered,
Was that me,
Or someone like me.

And pondered,
How many more out there
Dying to be drawn
In your trap
Like me……………..

DYING TO HEAR LIES.

2006-01-04T04:54:00.000-08:00

BROTHERS

2006-01-03T15:03:00.001-08:00

I saw my brother bleeding in Iraq
I saw my brother dying in Philistine
I saw my brother screaming and crying
In a cage, on the chair, craving for shocks.

Where ever I look, My siblings are dying
Since my childhood, I only hear the chimes
Of sorrows, singing the mournful rhymes.

CONTRAST

2006-01-03T05:24:00.000-08:00

I laugh in front of Wailing Wall

He weeps behind the seven veils
'Cos I burnt the fragile Dead Sea scrolls
And he learnt the entire dreadful tale.

A tyrant

2006-01-02T10:15:00.000-08:00

Once a tyrant begged me to fill her chalice, So I bled myself as I couldn't have left her dying of thirst.

Since then whenever she feels thirsty, I have to pour my blood into her chalice,

But I don't know how long will she take to die of poison, as the thing that flows in my veins is nothing but poison.

HEAVEN SAID,

2005-12-31T17:47:00.000-08:00

...And when I asked HIM for my soul mate ,
thats what HE replied,

I aint like a mischievous Eros
I've got no bow, got no arrow
I can't get you someones love
That's the thing you have to search.

A happy new YEAR-NING

2005-12-31T17:25:00.000-08:00

We will all YEARN for some other new and strange things in this new year. So I wish you all a happy new YEAR-NING.

NOOSE

2005-12-31T04:50:00.000-08:00

As we are all Adam's offspring, who fell from heaven to this land. A curse that still lives and as a progeny of ADAM , we are still facing this anathema.

So how many people in this world want to see the end of this plight? Certainly very few, Isn't?

Those who want to see the end of this vicious Cycle do pray following words,

THROW DOWN YOUR NOOSE SO I COULD CLIMB BACK.

And that's what I pray too,

Do you?

Someday

2005-12-29T06:54:00.000-08:00

Chilling aloofness freezing my nerve
I want heat, heat of love.
Can you heal me, can you feel me again
From the hands of despair
Can you steal me again?

Those days, when you were leaving me
All the pain that you were giving me,
Are still breathing in my heart
You left me and I’m still playing my part.

Chilling aloofness freezing my nerve
I want heat, heat of love.

Those days, when you were dragging me
On the thorns of rift that’s shredded me,
Are still breathing in my heart
You bred suspicion that cleft us apart.

Now I’m dwelling in a gloomy wood
Where days and nights have the same hue
Bothered, smothered by the memories of you
Lying neath the tree and recalling you
Come there, someday like the moonlight
To kindle my hopes, enliven my sight.

______________NOCTURNAL