she was a person
not your honour
your pride
she begged you not to
but you burned her alive
there were tears in her eyes
when you snuffed her life out
and you sold your soul
when her light flickered out
her fear will be yours
on the day that you stand
a sinner before his Lord
she was a human
never yours to sacrifice
so cursed be your honour
and hollow be your pride
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 1:31 AM UTC
god is
one
but we worship
a black box
in mecca
god is
one
but we think
you deserve
to die
god is
one
but we worship
a black box
in mecca
i choose a
veil for i'm
a willing slave
we cry just like
you & i
god is
one
but we worship
a black box
in mecca
you
pierce the
wrong veil
but we are not
people behind
the cries of
my brothers
silenced
god is
one
but we worship
a black box
in mecca
you laugh at
a tongue twisted
around your words
but ours still
sound crass
on yours
god is
one
but we worship
a black box
in mecca
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 7:01 AM UTC
find my
lover
suddenly my heart
is torn asunder
every night this
dream
playing heartstrings
like a harp
what was
ink
now set
in stone
on wings of
unrequited love
she flies to the
left
and straight on
until morning
Jun 9, 2016
Jun 9, 2016 at 6:48 AM UTC
She looked left, she saw pain
She looked right, she saw struggling
She looked ahead, she saw tests
She looked behind her, she saw heartbreak
She looked up, she saw illusions and deception
She looked down, she saw cracks in the pavement
she felt very much like the pavement
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 9:39 AM UTC
green
the colour of freedom
a whispered memory
a mother's touch
red
the colour of blood
needlessly spilled
a river in the streets
grey
the colour of despair
but a remnant
of the candle's flame
death
a colour of...
it must be a colour
the pallor painting the father's-
green
it seems lost
among heartache, loss
will the memory ever fade?
blue
the sky under which children play
will they again?
for the sky is grey
green
the mother's nation
birthed of strife, breach
shining through
Apr 21, 2016
Apr 21, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
She can be dangerous
She can be mean
She can be perfectly polished; pristine.
She can go overboard
She can be sad
She can also become undeniably mad.
Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 2:33 AM UTC
Every branch of a tree has its turn
No matter the edges or the curves
It's always a story we will learn
Give this tree the love it deserves
The buds awoke and began to grow
Beneath the soil, onward they go
Force nothing and let things happen
Just like life, go with the flow
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 1:19 AM UTC
Hearts are fickle
Minds are unstable
Words becomes lies
There's no truth in their eyes
Words unspoken
Hearts got broken
A kaleidoscope of joy, sorrow and pain
A life not wasted in vain.
Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 1:19 AM UTC
I can't stand society
I can't handle sobriety
And I don't know why
But I can't see
What this world has got for me
Too many people are here today
Too many idiots in my way
I don't know why
I choose to stay
There's got to be another way
I hate having to wait in long lines
I hate hearing about changing times
Everywhere I go
I can't find
A single reason not to lose my mind
Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 9:35 AM UTC
typeset soul
page to fill
graphite smear
wings on walls
spinning verse
ink black sky
etched ardour
wordless voice
Dec 17, 2015
Dec 17, 2015 at 8:19 AM UTC