Eyes blink faster than dice
showing the real words in time
chooses to hear nor to fear
escaping from hell my dear
stones, sand, trees and birds
owls knows how to keep the rest
secrets , urges trying to collapse
may you see the light in my arms
demanding again for what's it worth
03:00 am telling an untold oath
writing, living, and feeling
hiding in a poem where im healing

Thought, I had lost me
when I hadn't got this goal.

Maybe a part of me had become
somebody that I had needed to
meet too.

It was sentimental although
they said: "you won't break through!"

There were sharp stones on the track,
thorns could bleed me really bad.

Some said walk away, some said
don't even hesitate in this room.

I got pretty occupied with the world,
more than I need, (more than we need).

There is no turn backwards now
because all we can have is now.

How precious is 'now' that you won't
have this moment in another 'now'.

Why are you wasting your tears while you
can evaluate these golden hours to shine?

Therefore you don't have to impress or prove
anything to them, Some will still be 'wow!'

The moment will end, will stay in the past,
another "now" will come till every "now" of you ends.

Now is remarkably precious, use it wisely;
before it gets late to complete all your amends.

Don't be afraid to die because 'death' isn't disappearing
it's changing your vehicle to get to another land.

Don't rush your life to become old or get what you want;
the process is where you can still decide.

Decide what you want to add to your vehicle
the lands you can live forever, heaven or hell.

If you use your days flawlessly in the best,
you may have better 'now's in heaven forever.


Muhammed E. K.  ☾  🅴  ✩
© LIGHT IN THE DARKNESS POETRY

When we have close friends
Then we have so much happiness.

With them, I feel like there is light somewhere
They put colours everywhere.

Their love, their happiness, their care
Fair is everything, friends like them are rare.

Holding their hands
We can take any stand.