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I am,
Forsaken,
As a lost memory,
As death before birth.
I am,
A lost battle,
An end beckoned,
An adversary of light.
As The moon still shines
when the sun pretend to die
In the azure sky where blossoms have been strewn.
On me it shines not
with every gulp of courage, I ready my will.
A ticket to hell, my heart beat still.
The voice of the clock tells me its time to go.
A stumble into darkness, you may never know.
My flesh saw it's tearing apart.
There's no other life, sweetheart.
Screams and shouts I chanted
As the only joy I knew was enjoyed by the wicked.
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 8:27 PM UTC
All is just
In life;
In war, in love
In dying, in living.
Feb 10, 2017
Feb 10, 2017 at 5:31 AM UTC
Save Aleppo oh Lord, send down the rain
relief her soldiers, from this steady pain
save Aleppo oh Lord, let Peace prevail
solace her children, our mothers pray.
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 2:59 PM UTC
Rise! Oh Kilimanjaro
Where cherished desires glow
Rise and touch the high sky
Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 2:36 AM UTC
"one more stick"
His sorrows petitioned .
As the cigarette kept the streak
Death smiled gladly.
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 11:46 PM UTC
I loved
The taste of her lips
Her demons never slumbered
Aug 7, 2016
Aug 7, 2016 at 11:41 PM UTC
I rancor the hate in me,
We lived with him,
And act like it's wiry,
Son of hate,
Why sway my mate,
You've scavenged thy thought,
And left me with empty faith,
You murdered him,
In hot blood,
You murdered him,
The sun witnessed it all,
From the death on earth,
To the breath in hell,
Welcome to the depth of hell
Where pain is a prison, let me out of this well,
Where great fell
And end never seems near,
Where hopes and dreams are swallowed
And devoured by the wicked
Till their empty satisfaction is replete
Let me out of these bars
Will I cry
Till the day deaths funeral purviews
Aug 2, 2016
Aug 2, 2016 at 7:53 PM UTC