Yahya Tarique Ansari

"Ever walked down the road, Broken, when you feel? When you know you can't achieve, what you once wanted with all the zeal . Ever asked yourself, What is it that kept you going? Was it passion ? Or it was just someone's doing? Can you ever justify, What you did to yourself? While trying to fix that, that broken-self. Will you blame her, for what she made you? Or you'll stand up, and be what you need to be." ~ Yahya Tarique ❤️

Ever traveled in a car trying to observe? Just where you'll imagine yourself, on the window seat. Just where you're gonna feel all the breeze of cool air when a vehicle passes by. Just where you'll witness a great view of the natural greenery. Just where you see a romantic little spot for the occasion, you've dreamed about. Just where you'll be imagining a lot of beautiful moments at the nursery of beautiful tulips staring right at you. Just where you'll see sundry of houses, decorated in their own way, But all of this, all the feels turn to burn into ashes, When being right there, your bus takes you on a journey of a village where people don't buy many clothes because of poverty, When being right there, You see a kid, A kid with only a piece of cloth on, and pulling breasts of a cow, trying to make a living through it. You see a kid, A kid in school uniform, and working on the tea stall right at the corner of the bus stop your bus took a bre

"Love is a weakness, Love is a lie." He told the highness, contradicted the spy. ~ Yahya Tarique. "Love is a feeling, not a lie. It has the power of healing." continued the spy. ~ Neha Lalwani

The Moonlit Sky turned her gaze into my eyes, I became fascinated as it turned into the most beautiful lies, Roads burning in delight, People walking beside, As I look onto them, They were imposters of my conscious mind. And I hated delusional illogical liberty given to the mind, To be independent by all means and make my mind grind. The Moonlit Sky ❤ , which made me do the crime, which never was of my prime , I can't write much into this rhyme, And I know it is getting into grime. - Yahya Tarique .

You're the cure, that makes me lure . You're the person , that makes my heart fight inner some. You're the light, that I seek in every night. You're the glow, that makes me flow. You're the girl , that makes my heart swirl . ❤ You're my love , that makes me sound like a dove. You're the clue, and I am a detective . You make me happy , more like an incentive . -Yahya Tarique❤

"You know what 'it ' takes? it takes the quality of a confident character, it takes a person to 'not to be' intimated easily, it takes fervor, it takes ardor, it takes, what you call, fire in the belly, it takes efforts, it takes endeavor, it takes vitality, it takes 'no turnin' back’, And, it takes hopes of interminable people; That's why, Amaranthine of sapiens are in profound love of it." ~ Yahya Tarique. "What's 'it' for you?"

She was there like, ' Angel ' in hell would be. Boys around her, behaved like monsters could be. A guy held her hand , took her out of the band. She felt the tenderness Of his touch, 'A strong shoulder' she clutched. His eyes intended to reveal something, And, HER heart ♥ ought to impute everything. He thought it is insensible to reckon , She was waiting for him, from years and on.

What will you change? If you got a time machine with a wide range. How will you feel? If you got to know, That you broke the time seal. Yeah! It would be easy, to have a second chance. Yes! You can see the war, And tell people, you had a glance. Of which is happening with a glow , "This shouldn't happen" You came to know. Yeah! That glow could be a blast, Or LED blinking too fast.

The following poem is in the context of the movie " The Wizard of the OZ " Looks like, the only person you've fooled is yourself, Oz , But at last, you, yourself believed in you, because, You had that, that is, above the greatness , Yes, My Highness, that is Goodness . You could've stayed, ruled the Emerald , But you chose to leave, And left us buffled .