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Abeer Sep 2023
Mind is drowning out from the noise outside
Wondering the social battery on some
Wondering the concrete
Mind's lost to a few lines of code
Wonder what can one do if you're full
Of noise, powerless and safe
Trying to focus in a room full of talks and despair
Abeer Sep 2023
Are we reflections or relics?
Do you own your ideas, or are they but a symptom of your heroes
Could you get atleast activation energy
To get some rest, or think?
Without voices in your head
Heard endless
Boundless
Rain down, come on rain down from a great height
Abeer Sep 2023
I can't live underneath broken shards of hope
What if it rains and all I have to shield
Myself,
Is my broken morality
Take me to the corner of shrieking ledge, i wanna talk to myself through the world
Abeer Sep 2023
I want to study chaos when I grow up
Maybe then I'll be better
(Upholding my heart bleeding amber)
Abeer Sep 2023
I was Orpheus and alive
But all I saw when I turned around is
Myself
Am i a narcissist? Or just surrounded by mirrors
Abeer Aug 2023
Oh keep the run, for darkness lies seldom still
From the lighthouse to the mighty river's chill

Now comes a man on trial, and he must
He asks what's more worth, the truth or cost
Argues the meaning of justice
Our dying purpose as truth seekers and our bitter warmongering
Then clevage of the world disheartened for
A brief second, then we killed him

Oh keep the run, for darkness lies seldom still
From dark dungeons to a free bird's shrill

Now comes a mother, feeling her womb
She must ask what will the men do
If it were a baby girl, or someone unlike true
But she's got no time, for she needs food
Working tirelessly for her babe to fly
When everything is about to die

Oh keep the run, for darkness lies seldom still
From cold murderers to friends in good will

Now comes a weary traveller, in foreign land
With his missing heart on left and harp in hand
He comes to the river beside the helmsman
And asks if he can cross if he is not dead
The helmsman said no, it is only for the dead
The traveller said why would he be there
if he didn't wish it
Aren't we all lost to the perfect place?

Oh keep the run, for darkness lies seldom quiet
For it waits until all comes back at night
Abeer Aug 2023
We'll be two distant stars distant by the breeze
The kind of love only common among queens and mysteries
I will wait for the currency to get back there
And fall right back the other side of the river

A lady I once witnessed
She once came to my dream and toiled torn memories
She was burning and screamed at sad far love
“Oh lover, can you feel the willow disintegrating?”
“If I fall on this crude earth and my innocence grooms so helpless,
I forget your sweet face, Would you catch me down and gently remind me?"

Now lets dance like it's 3am on quiet alley streets
Kinda feel like I am burning from deja vu
It haunts me that your eyes never dim
And my eyes and hands never struggle around you

There were blizzards of foresaken hymns
It was something that you need to study
In the corner there's me swinging between skyscrapers and agony
A kid
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