he was arrogance
lightning wrote his name
in the black spring sky
thunder spelled it aloud
under wakeful eyes
frost splintered the ground
in brilliant white

later
a little rain fell
in a field of cornflower blue
and muddied the quiet path through
the world no longer ice-kissed,
the season flowered unforgiving
then
he was melancholy

Words are less expressive than the boldness of our actions
But words are instant medicine to the pains in our souls
And people may seem hollow
And their vocabulary may be short
But we were not sent to judge
To feed from our vanity
We are here for joy and peace
We are here to find love within

"Monstrous men perceive monstrosities the monsters they seem to be."

Open this chest of mine
With this steel key of yours
Reveal my essence - it shines,
Look through my opened surface.
What you perceive as I am, is what defines
You.
The depths of mine
Which you think you have in your sight,
Is just a conjecture of your petty wit,
Representing your own shallow depths.

The secrets within me,
Are not understandable.
No matter how exposed
They become to the world.

A thousand lies, don't deny it
A million screams taunting inside
The impulses of blood shed
The feeling of total dread
Fake smiles I give,
real tears you let live

Oh, the consuming of pain
The suffering leaves nothing to gain
Poison reacts; sins slash
Fading affection is grasping all tension

My heart beats and we are in defeat
I am faithless, yet oddly not defenseless.
Why should I crawl?
**** it, I don't wanna fall!

Please don't leave me here.
Is this freakin' prison?
Oh please-just listen.

A thousand lies, a million screams
I hope you can go it alone
Since there is no home
Forever broken, so they might die.
Why,
should we all lie?

From the thorns come forth a beautiful rose,
From chaos comes forth a luminous star,
The gloomy rain is the cause for rainbows,
And Ibrahim came forth out of Azar.

She rose from deep within,
Like a phoenix out from the ashes,
Body covered with streaks of wounds,
New and aged with no discrimination.

She sprung life out of none,
Defying of what nature set the rules upon,
She made it a daily routine,
But none should know herself within.

Alone in her nest,
Of where she came,
Her seated heart rests in a battered ribs,
Like a dying bird with a rusted cage.


-HIY