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Ayman Zain Sep 2014
He would stick all his dreams inside a bottle
Then throw it away into the sea
Watching it slowly being carried away by the water
Reaching to a being in the sky if he'll ever see tomorrow
He keeps gazing at the bottle
Hoping it would stay afloat
So he could share his dreams and hopes
With another lost soul
But instead the bottle sinks
And doesn't seem visible from the far
So now his dreams are kept secret
Only the bottom of the sea knows how he feels
My brain is a very dark place.
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
I feel lonely
So very lonely
but everyone is lonely
So i know i'm **not alone
Ayman Zain Nov 2014
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep,
I am in a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow,
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain,
I am in the morning push,
I am in the graceful rush,
Of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the star line of the night,
I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quite room,
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing,
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there,
I have not left.
Mimi never left us, as she is everywhere
In the loving memory of my aunt Mimi who was loved by everone who knew her. We love you and miss you.
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
I love you and i hate you at the same time
I'll never leave you forever, no matter ever, whatever but however
I'll be soft like a feather
For good or worse
Like friends since birth
Well that's worth when all your life turns  
Like saving planet earth
I want to leave you think about all the things i said
I want to kiss you, hug you and even make love to you in bed

I don't want to just be another friend
Just because you're dating that ****** called Ted
Don't you remember the first time we met
I was outside of your house playing football with my friends
You came by and Since then i couldn't keep my eyes off you
I even got struck in the face by the ball because of you
But you were the one
So nothing stopped me from getting to you

We were both bullied at school because we weren't cool
And i was weak and fragile so i couldn't stop it from happening
But one time i intervened and made a fool out of myself
Got the **** beaten out of me
But atleast i fought for our honour
But thinking of it all just doesn't matter anymore
Because you were so afraid of what people say
That you covered yourself with anguish and pain
I tried and tried to embrace and caress you
but you kept pushing me away and away

"Where was Ted when you were alone and blue?" i asked her

She said "Our love was make believe"

"Then why can't you come back to me?"

"I.. I.. I  SIMPLY  CAN'T!!"  

But how could you be so heartless
I loved you the most
You were like my best friend from 6th grade
Look at all the things i've made
In the end, i wish you were ...
No you say the ending
Cause i got fed up
With this little love story
Like Romeo and juliet
Ayman Zain Sep 2014
I don't have the words
To express how I feel
So I'll leave you with this

An empty space in the wrong place
*Lines of nothingness
Yep. I guess that's it. Peace.
Ayman Zain Oct 2014
What are friends for..
Let's hangout
Having fun
leaving the outside world figure itself out
Try and fit in
Be the opposite of yourself
You're loved for who you're not
And hated for your great mutations
Filled with void of perfect hypocrisy
Would you keep me in your memory?
I'll shelter you and be your apology

You still didn't call
Probably busy sitting on a chair
But I understand..

I was killed by my kindness
And my pride got buried
Called me your *****
In front of your friends
And yes I was..
Fulfilling your deficiencies
But doesn't end well
I took your life
Cause mine never existed
It was always kept in a shell
for anyone who's ever been bullied..
You're not alone..
Ayman Zain Jul 2017
She strikes into the hollow night;
Passing by the gloomy street lights
With a touch of eloquent cold breeze;
She tingles, shivers and ceases to speak
Her hair follows like a flying flag
Her rosy cheeks turn into jasmine
Her sesame eyes have become fastened
Her feet so cold they've become numb
Lonely and forlone she has no chum;
She gazes at the spots in the sky
Through her glasses she gazes-
Upon the mountain hill high

Pain

The chains she keeps on fighting;
To wash it off her brain
She rises up towards the hill,
Until she realizes the reflections that she built
Falling down back into madness;
With her blood dripping with sin,
And the rain mocking her mind from within
She drops down on her face;
With the glittering chandelier lights
Washing down her iconic skin,
Leaving every thought in her mind misplaced,
Until the moon rises,
With the stars interlaced.
Leaving her with nothing;
Other than a gun and a pillow
To get that smile back upon her face.
Ayman Zain Feb 2018
If it's the last day in the world
Will you remember me?
Will you stop by and say hi..
Or will you only think about yourself and what will be of you after you're dead?
Just a question.
She asks as if she doubts my love to her
She always asks the weirdest questions
Like once she asked me if I prefer being single or in a relationship.
Me being the insecure person in our relationship answered her with a question of my own
"Are you breaking up with me, Jenny?"
She laughed and stared at me as she said
"Of course not dummy, I prefer being in relationship with you"
I love her tricky questions, as if she challenges my love for hers.
Ayman Zain Sep 2014
Welcome to the ugly subconscious of a comedian.

Who killed of his stained memories to stop the crowd from laughter.
R.i.p Robin Williams.
Ayman Zain Jun 2014
Dear mother,
I love you and I miss all the kisses from you
You are the nearest thing to my heart
There is nothing. Nothing that can separate us apart.
The way you treat me good.
And the way I treat you like a ****.
I'm really sorry for all those hard times I was rude to you.
But don't worry cause I have the white card
I'll draw your face like a Mona Lisa art.
It's not that smart.
Because with your beautiful face nothing topples the charts.
And I can't say much, after you fed me, dressed me and raised me a man so that I can understand that this life is like a tin can and I'm trapped inside it just like Peter Pan.
May I clap my hands and stand to the greatest angel to ever walk on the ground we stand.
First poem I ever wrote at the age of 11
Ayman Zain Oct 2014
I'M SICK OF IT ALL!
One pull away...
Until i climb up the sky
Because curiosity killed the cat
And taught the dog in me how to act
Washed away my misery with a 70cl bottle of Jack
My Mom always says I'm a good listener
But its always the darkness that listens to me, best
Even though i'm afraid of it
I still feel that it sits close to me
Makes sure i'm good and takes good care of me
The voices get louder every time I sleep
Some laughs sound like screams
And some cracks make me bleed
I whisper and mumble
I don't want to wake them up with my rumble
But I've welcome these strangers
Without them I am weak
I feed off of them
Like an opportunistic parasite
I no longer know, what's me
My reflection is nothing but a memory  
  
I'm numerical with myself
No one else
Only me, myself, I
And the guy , providing this to your eyes.
©Ayman Zain
Ayman Zain Nov 2014
Once upon a time, there was no f'n time!
We think Mr.Time is a creep
He wouldn't get no sleep
Follows us like a shadow
But he was only hired some 14 billion years ago!!
Along with his angry twin Space
Mr.Space wasn't bothered either
No action, No drama and No matter
Until a BANG occurred! And Disrupted his peace
Mr.Space called the police Then made up strict rules
He made up four directions for the ****** atoms to move
While Mr.Time Made it simple and clear
He said "Only one way If you want to pass here!"
Everyone agreed on the terms that the twins made
Except Father Universe Said "Time was no son of mine!!"
He went on to ramble "Time doesn't control me, i have the right to be free!" "I am my own entity!"
Hope you people like it and learn some science from it! :)
Science is fun! :)
Ayman Zain Nov 2014
I just want to say how proud i am that i created this special group or collection; discovering so many talented poets that astound me with their dark and creative poetry! I'm in love with this collection more everyday! Please carry on being the creative psychopaths that you are! Perfect!
"It's ok to be pscHOTic!"
Ayman Zain Sep 2014
I'm too sleepy and too tired

But I write this so that
someone else can get inspired to write.
Ain't that right falen acon! Haha :)
Ayman Zain Feb 2018
People always ask us to tell them the story of how we met

I always start by saying “I hit her from behind..”
Which I did.. by my car. And that’s exactly how we first got introduced.

But not to your imagination, NO we didn’t fall in love at that moment or whatever you’ve seen happen in the latest romantic drama movie.

This was far far from it. She started shouting at me

“HOW DARE YOUU!! DON’T YOU SEE IN FRONT OF YOU! OR ARE YOU BUSY ON YOUR PHONE!”

I didn’t really pay attention to what she said to be honest.

I was staring at her, getting lost in her lips, her eyes, her amazing **** and her amazing aroma of different fragrances

My mind was in space and the blood was rushing downhill

After I woke up from my coma.. I told her I’m sorry and that I’ll pay for the damage

*But in truth that damage was sooo worth it
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
I fell in love with a witch, yes a witch
It must be a spell she cast on me
It must be.. It must be
She makes my heart pound, head swell and my body sweat
She wakes me up happy and full of energy
Whether she smiles or frowns
I still find her ****
She glows in the dark
Not because she's using Olay cream
But because her beauty lights up the room
She dresses terrible
Which makes her terribly perfect
She also has a black cat
She's a wizard with all of that
It must be a spell she cast on me
*It must be.. It must be
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
It just doesn't get ****** up more than this
When you tryina search for inner peace inside
Your Combusting skeleton. Some call it happiness. Others call it success. Does it matter long as it's getting you through the state of consciousness
Triggering ambitions of greatness.
Freeing fumes and the toxic carbon monoxide of negativity.
Being as one with your image. Finding symmetry. Learning is just knowledge through study or experience while thought is the system of ideas of how things came to existence.
Ayman Zain Sep 2014
It's raining luck
And I'm sitting here under an umbrella
Ayman Zain Nov 2014
They keep staring like there's something on my face
Step away, no movies showing on display

I walk until i hit a wall and continue astray
Besides, i don't even see my own self sometimes

But i smile in case there's someone i endear
Keep my face hidden like a professional puppeteer

I'm lost in the middle of what you think and what i am
I'm beaten down for my astound sound

They're annoyed from what i say
But they'll  be even more furious if i said what i really thought, foul play

Now walk away..

I met a lot of folks which i never cared to get their name
Better for them to erase me from their memory
I'll stay in this penitentiary, let it be the death of me

'Cause i'll never miss them they're nothing but a stain buried in the dungeon of my brain

I'll never fit in..
My life's like a novel of science fiction..
I hope you like it.
Ayman Zain Sep 2014
She sat at the corner of my mind
Comfortably installing herself.
Many ways to interpret this. I'll leave it to you..
Ayman Zain Nov 2014
It's funny..
Not really..
more like sad..
I just hate it that I'm in love with you.
Ayman Zain Oct 2015
Choke me till my throat breaks free
Cut me with a sharp blade on Eid
Hit me till my face goes numb
Here you go don't be stunned
Hold the gun
Now pull it! let me see the sun
Love me till there's no love left
**** me till there's no *** left
Help me draw the blood from my chest
I taste metal when i think of you
It tastes better when i'm with you
I feel so lonely when i'm not with you
Don't leave me on this planet alone
Feeling ****** up and so low
Take me to the moon with you,  
I love you, three simple words won't do it for you
I might of forgot to mention that
Now let me breath inside of you
Lets make a one inside of you
Let's love until ...
Until our love gets bored of us two
Give me your hand lets take it to the sky
Let's swallow, drink, **** and die
Ayman Zain Apr 2016
I don't believe in one god
When it is you..
I worship.
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
When I'm weary
And I fall
She catches me

When I have a bad day
She helps me forget

When I'm cold
She makes me warm and cosy
Inside of her

A never ending love between my bed and **I
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
Shall I say hello or shall that be a lie.
I cry tears without saying goodbye.
I try to realize my life is on a cliff.
But I keep thinking.
If I jump over will I be a myth.
I smoke crack like it's my only option.
I often think, is my life corrupted.
I ****** it.
It's an ordinary teenage life.
With a taste of some horror.
That is my life.
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
What a beautiful world, so fragile and fertile
Pain filled the void when boy met girl
He’s a puppet to nature, one year later
Now so deeply and sickly in love it makes him hate her
The average romanticized American relationship
Sinks, capsized when either side becomes a slave to it
Conditioned, dependent, afraid to be alone
He needs that feeling that he can’t create all on his own
He despises the fact she has a life outside of him
It drives him crazy to think she’s not insanely consumed with him
Give her the guilt-trip and maybe she’ll quit living,
To stay behind his prison walls and lose all individualism
Well this is happiness, masochistic torture
Played by the decadent, craved of affection
The needle digs deep to push contentment through his bloodstream
And drown out hollow, the pothole of a ******
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If he could only hear her sing, he wouldn’t want to break her wings
But emptiness has such a warm, subtle sting
She makes up for what he lacks, trapped,
He can’t imagine life without someone like that

We’ve rediscovered the long-lost art of dying
Only the lonely resent angels for flying
Twisted, living off of each other’s sickness like parasites
This is paradise

We’ve rediscovered the long-lost art of dying
Only the lonely resent angels for flying
Addicted, afraid to take control of my own life
This is paradise

What a beautiful world, emotionally destroyed
her became plural when girl met boy
Between several breakups and plenty relapses
Routine bred-comfort led to serious attachment
Now every once in a while she forgets to breathe
Terrified of losing him, paradise is misery
Too much faith in the life-saving knight in shining armour
Now her knight’s noticing the scars she can’t hide any longer
But they were her story way before he was
It was gross hope to think he could heal such deep cuts
At first it felt so right but after one too many fights,
He turned out that hallway light and all the wonder turned to spite
So they sleep in the same bed with guns to each others’ heads
Dead to romance, boiling the blood that painted roses red
Suffering from post-honeymoon disease, bleached through
His whole existence, she’ll die if he decides to leave
Addicted to the way she feels when they spend time together
Detouring the now in a childish attempt to find forever
Despite the fact they hold each other heart to heart
You can’t be that close to somebody without being so far apart

Silence, the most obscure sound I’ve ever heard
Those lonely, giant spaces in between your every word
And maybe, I’m totally crazy for holding on but
Just *** I’m insane, don’t mean that I’m wrong
Now that you’re gone I can’t sleep at night
I barely even function right, my memory’s on overdrive
Too hungry and too cold to cry
Miss the companionship I once took for granted
The way you helped me manage, the partnership that vanished
But I don’t expect you to stay chained by the ankle,
There’s so much world to see so, fly free my angel
I’m dying without you, but it’s teaching me to live
Heaven ain’t something someone else can give
It’s all inside of me.

By: Eyedea - Paradise
I know I should only be posting my work but this is actually a song by an artist/rapper named eyedea who wrote this a while back and I thought I'd share one of his fantastic lyrics with you people so I hope you all enjoy it. :) p.s (my favorite song/lyrics ever).
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
My isolated life is
Full of formulated strife
I'm trying to reach a limit
But my mind is paralyzed
I'm drowning in an ocean
And I don't know how dive
Waves of sadness pushing me away
Into nothingness and emptiness

Never been held in anyone's arms
Never been loved so it's hard to move on
Falling asleep everyday
And waking up to see the world die
That's not why I switch on the tele
The only reason I still live
Is because I got lucky
So in a parallel universe
I'm the one behind the story

I'm feeling like a prisoner
With four walls, one ceiling and one floor
Remodeled as a dice.
Ayman Zain Sep 2014
Are the people you want to die
More than those you need to revive?
Ask yourself..
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
They love you more than they love themselves
They only want what's best for you
They treat you with respect
But toughen you when it's required to
They stress you not because they're punishing you
But because they're worried about you
They sometimes spoil you
Because they love to see you smile
They feed you a meal x3 a day
And buy you your favorite chocolate milk
Which makes you happy to hangout with them
Instead of being with your friends playing video games

But now things changed

You're all grown up
Fussing and screaming all day
Because you don't want to do your homework
You want to play outside with your mates
The moment you walkout from the front door of your home
You're invisible and uncontrollable
With no curfew. You're always late

But things have changed

All of a sudden you're an old man
With a wife, 3 kids and a dog
It's all heavy on your shoulders
Lifting all the weight
Struggling with your work
And then coming back home
To your wife and 3 kids
But it isn't all that great
Cause they constantly cause problems
And dont appreciate your sweat
And that's when you remember
All the days you spent
Being arrogant, selfish and stubborn to your parents
How you raised their heart rate
And raised your voice on them to the highest level
As if you were special
And now you ask yourself "how didn't I notice?"
You were too blind to see
Too cold to feel and
Too deaf to hear
All the struggle your parents went through

But things are now stable

*Wasn't it all worth the wait.
I know that I went out of rhythm in this one but it's all to express emotion! There is no greater gift than for a person than to have such loving parents, step parents or even grandparents. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing this. :)
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
I'm melting, so solid turns into liquid.
I'm evaporating fast, so liquid turns into gas.
So invisible, even ghosts think I'm glass.
Ayman Zain Nov 2014
They try to catch me cause I'm falling from heavens heavy hands.

But I clutch on my mind before I lose it and stay stranded.

The spaces between my dreams is were I'll be standing.

I might never see the green grass as long as the ground's not placid.

I'm a survivor of a horrible accident which is my creation.

My faith died for long time.

But I'm not dead, I'm not dead.
Until I have died..
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
If you had an hour to live..
Would you spend that hour saying that an hour isn't enough.
Makes you think.. What would you do?
Ayman Zain Jun 2014
Paint the walls black
The start of a joyous poem
She left me, oh and I cried
Waiting for her guilt trip to arrive
It never did.
So I started screaming in vain
She belonged to me so I thought
As if she was a piece of baggage
Her place in my heart
A territory that has vanished
Her place in a brothel
Better of than with me
I still can't believe that ***** left me.
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
We're all born in this river without knowing how to swim*
And eventually we learn how to keep the water under our chins

*Micheal Larsen a.k.a Eyedea
Ayman Zain Sep 2014
Our love is a road trip
We take long rides to the unknown
Ayman Zain Aug 2014
I sit, procrastinate and wonder
How my country became sundered.
I'm referring in this to my country Sudan which used to be one country until July 9th 2011 when both the North and South separated and each became an independent country cause of civil wars of political and peace conflicts which were going on for 30 years. It just saddens me to see how divided and messed up we are.
Ayman Zain Oct 2015
You're not your dad.
Nor are you your mum.
You're only their daughter or son.
Try and learn from them.
But don't be them.
Be different.
Walk in some new shoes.

— The End —