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Samir Mohammed Dec 2020
Red
Black skies and storm clouds
The smell of flowers and rain
The howling winds and wolves loud
Night falling on the day like drops of blood

The blood of the slain
Velvet roses and the lilies lay here
In a pool of red, stained
wading in the waters, ever clear
Samir Mohammed Dec 2020
So far away from home
left in the rushing waves and pain
In the pouring rain all alone

So far away from home
left here with ghost ships
and the call of the siren's moan

So far away from home
Silence filled by the filling hull
The cries of seagulls
Lambda represents wavelengths in physics, in this case it is used as a metaphor for water waves
Samir Mohammed Dec 2020
Black and White
Raise the banner, sound the sirens
Wrong and right
This is war, this won't end in silence
Samir Mohammed Dec 2020
Melan-choly, in me

Could you be, the one to set me free?

I don't be-lieve, in these things

I can't see the things you see, so easi-ly

Blinded by the glare of your bright-ness

Shine your light and let me feel, your soul-stice
Samir Mohammed Nov 2020
Chemical Lover, I offer you a toast
Serotonin, endorphins and all the most
Fill my heart like a sweet overdose
And Take away my pain, tender ghost
Samir Mohammed Nov 2020
The skies were pitch
the deafening silence only filled
by the sound of violence
crickets chirping, blood spilled

The fireflies that used to be here are gone
Now they lie, down in the mud, torn
Now they've died, and the birds don't sing their song
No more of the soft tone that I used to know

The flowers didn't even grow
Covered and coveted in the snow
Lost in the gaze of this black hole
Stars lost their glow, as I watched from below
Samir Mohammed Nov 2020
My lungs filled with water in the pouring rain
I stared into the black abyss, hands stained
The blood of the past, holding this blade
That i sank into my heart, I fell apart

I felt myself come asunder
Under the flashing lights and rolling thunder
Strobe Lights flickered, illuminating this long road, quicksand pulling me under
Flash floods, wash away my fickle hate, trickling down my tear ridden face

Rain on me, cleanse me in your rippling waves
Drench me in your grace, as you take me under in your gaze
The eye of the storm, a home in this cyclone
And drown me, take away my heart of stone


Samir Mohammed, Flood

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