The movie speaks
In silence screams
That encapsulates the feeling of the moment.
A black and white
Scene plays out
And I see the sorrow pour.
The reflection of the many lives that costed during
The era
Reflects on the black and white dots
That move around on my screen.
Wilhelm.
******
Mussolini.
Gallipoli.
The Somme.
It's funny how they don't speak
But the black and white dots that
Dance
And flickers on my screen,
Tells the unfortunate story
Of the contextual history
That lies behind,
The black and white dots that
Strafes on my screen.
Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 3:14 PM UTC
Death is the consequence of life but
People die trying to have a life
Aug 25, 2016
Aug 25, 2016 at 2:48 PM UTC
There is no such thing as silence,
For there is always the clock, ticking in your ear.
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 7:32 PM UTC
I see the needle in my eye
I see the silver tip
That holds every microbe known to man
I see it
In my eye,
In front of my eye-
The tip glistening under the
Beam of light that has refracted
From the broken windows,
it's getting closer now.
The silver pin ******
Will soon be dyed in red
And all my secrets and
Rumours
And evil
And good
Will spill into my hand,
Everything that I know
Will be washed away
And all my thoughts
Will kiss the ***** floor
And make a blanket of
Colourless emotions
And all my soul will pour out
When the needle strikes
My eye
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 7:27 PM UTC
i feel a pain unbeknownst to most
not pity, yet not understanding
i feel ashamed of the fact that
they take His name before
slaughtering the innocent, the
crying.
i feel grief for those who have lost
i feel sorrow for those not found
i feel anger at these holy men
who take religion into their own
hands.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
city of love painted crimson but not
for the passion and hope but
for the blood staining the streets
in unworthy unbelonging abode.
and i'm sorry. there is a place inside
me that aches and screams and yearns
and apologises.
those who committed these acts of
****** are not muslims as they so
proudly call themselves, there is only
one word for this type of man and it is
murderer.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC
If I've learnt anything from this year
Its that you need to plan ahead
Set yourself goals and stick to them
It may be hard
It may be boring
But in the end itll be rewarding
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 5:19 PM UTC
My body is a temple
for all those dead souls
that don't have any other place.
Nov 5, 2015
Nov 5, 2015 at 5:11 PM UTC