Sentiments, never end
Despite, much being spent
In spite, being transcend
Choosing, heaven or hell

Sentiments, are amusing
Despite, being confusing
In spite, no logical meaning
Again, dragged from the smell

Sentiments, are natural
Despite, coming casual
In spite, behaving usual
Expressions, emotions et al.


|AB|

Born with a grin
Exothermic like gin
Senseless origin
Made me do sin

Help need within
Shine to rust-made pin
Feeling of tin
Continued sin

Ash to ash and dust to dust
Empty hands failed to catch
The expressions that don't match
With sorrows latching, the expression shell hatch


|AB|

In the name of God, preachers preach
But is the name of God, within reach?
In the name of God, teachings teach
But is the name of God, the truth that we seek?

In the name of God, people betray
But is the name of God, which leads paths to astray?
In the name of God, sick rituals lay
But is the name of God, only for the meek?

In the name of God, consolations made
Can the name of God be a, spiritual mood?
In the name of God, darkness fade
Always inside, then why out seek?


|AB|

In search of peace,
A track down beneath
The stairs lay quite,
In the darkest hour of night

A plight of need
Cured by water feed
Looking through the walls
A silent silhouette trolls

Half asleep, the terror creeps
Far beyond the conventional beliefs
Within the nerves, of a meek
Now half awoke, but still half asleep


|AB|

I'm On A Dig to Dig Myself Out
To Dig Up knowledge, I've to Dig Around...........for a while.


|AB|