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 Apr 2018 Ahzam k
Bee
personal hell
 Apr 2018 Ahzam k
Bee
hell is a place where
you constantly love those that
do not love you back.
 Oct 2017 Ahzam k
Nooraay
When i'm going through the pain
When it's all in vain
When i'm broken in my bed
When i'm falling from the heights
When I put the world aside
When there's no light
When life becomes a lie
When im standing in the dark
When the time stretches by
When wind blew high
When the stroms tear apart
When the moon split in half
When I crawled in the dark
When I hear only howls
When I see no light
When I'm standing at the edge
When I don't feel alive
When I feel so lone
But I fear no more
It's not something new
Something I've been through
everyday and night.
But all I need is you.
 Sep 2017 Ahzam k
Nooraay
Alone
 Sep 2017 Ahzam k
Nooraay
What I wanted is gone
pieces are left
Memories shattered and
Life came to an end
What Started is finished now
It was all beautiful has now come to an end
Its dark again


What I wanted
has been here the whole time
It took me to long to realise
Everything has come to an end
Was it the beginning
Or the end?
I miss those eyes
The smell
The life
everything was so real and alive
Now just shattered memories and lies
Never to see him again
Would I? :')
 Jul 2017 Ahzam k
Nico Julleza
Anxious
Dull, a boy is he
names he would not plea
eyes like baby blue-
lips a crimson hue
Feelings like me and you

Reclusive
Outsiders he'd not choose
In his mansions he bore
luring himself-
with enchanting lore's
drifting away, loosing woes

A Xenos
Traveling in his hallways
unknown, ominous
a wretched life he portrays
even in his heart, he'd say-
"Loneliness, such a Cliché"

Forsaken
Befriended, unseen
though he's not a devil
-for I believe
tortured, battered on thee
delude by his mistress' skim

He Left
portals out from misery
gone himself eagerly
then comes back, with such
-A Victory
for now, a statured man is he

Knights & Kings
upon bended knees
and everything he please
from a man to a boy
-in a dream
A Castle, now he redeems
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 May 2017 Ahzam k
Ink
Sometimes
I feel as if I embody the universe
And that I have the strength of the big bang within me.
It seems tirelessly eternal
To be forever found within the depths of music and art,
Dancing in the feeling of living.

Sometimes
I feel as if the universe embodies me
And that its fragility is the same as that of my body.
It seems achingly temporary
To be forever lost in the shallows of yesterday, today and tomorrow,
Fading into the pool of time.

Some times
I wonder if I am temporary
Because I will disintegrate so easily and so soon.
It seems eerily lonesome,
To have my existence and experiences buried with me
Decaying with the forgotten dead.

Sometimes,
I wonder if I am eternal
Because my bones will become part of the earth.
It seems pleasantly wholesome
To have my being preserved within something greater,
Giving way to new life.

Other times
I fret to feel or wonder at all
From concern that I may crawl too far into the unanswerable.
It is covertly treacherous
To hover around the realm of realizing human importance,
Falling into a spiral of maddening uncertainty.
I find it difficult to think in the surface level. I've realized that most people stay there because it is safe. Somehow, my mind still craves danger. Too many of my days have been spent chasing circular ideas, inevitably inconclusive. The unknown is terrifying for the very reason that I could never think of how to solve it.

It is too difficult to start thinking about trivial matters, so I have given up thinking about reality all together. Fantasy always allows for conclusions, and these conclusions are specifically catered to my liking. It never bores me as there is always something new to think about, something new to conclude purposelessly.

On nights when my mind is restless and my curiosity is as high as my weariness, some thoughts about the real world trickle into my head. That is when I think collectively of all the thoughts I wish I didn't have the mental capacity to consider. It is on those very nights that I nearly lose a grasp of my sanity before I climb back up to refreshing breath of imagination.
 May 2017 Ahzam k
Cné
Poetry
 May 2017 Ahzam k
Cné
My life is full of poetry
in lyrical design
Expressions in a rhythm
that ascend and then decline.

One moment I am full of joy,
then sorrow breaks my heart.
My soul is touched by music
and the thrill that it imparts.

I love the rain, embrace the sun
and smile at winter snow.
I crave the full moon's silver light
and dance beneath the glow.

I savor sweet aromas
taking pleasure in the breeze
And love the gentle rustle,
as it passes through the trees.

Yes, poetic is the gift of life,
inspiring me to rhyme.
I'd write a million odes to it,
but I just don't have the time!
Happy Saturday
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