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Tekan Jan 2019
Being able to race through the maze
that makes up the human mind
Getting deeply entwined
slowly getting ****** in by the itnrest we find
The constant turnover
of topics you bring to our mind.

Helping me lose grip of reality
I start to feed the power of immortality
As the idea of time vanishes from my mind.

Creating some sort of cosmic vibration
that send shivers down my spine

I'm so lucky to call you mine.

You the definition of fine
Meaning, "of very high quality"
As stated in the dictionary of our time.

But, not everything can be defined
Somethings are simply indiscribable,
like the beauty you help people find
In all the cracks of their broken minds.
Helping us understand
The perfectness of imperfections.

You bring the sunshine in the day
and refelt on the moon at night
Forever spreading your light.

An inspiration to humanity
that you bring so naturally
Showing, some kind of meaning to life
Proving, that even a nihilist
can give meaning to life.

Leading by example
You break through the boundaries
of the impossiblities
That we so easily create in our heads.
Slowly giving life to a new generation.

So trust me when I say this
-because it's not just me-
That can forse
The legacy
You were born to be
Written for my lover
A peice inspired by his translation through his music
#nihilist
betterdays Dec 2014
the urge to question
impossiblities
comes strongly to me
now...

i stare into the water glass
wondering how the water
feels about it's temporary
confinment....

i wonder what cats dream
about....and if they think us sane....

i wonder in the male praying
mantis goes willingly, or unknowingly, to his orgiastic
death.

i wonder why i spend time
wondering why.

i wonder whether the fountain head anticipates
the freedom of the see...

i wonder if the echinda's rattling spines keep with
awake when trying to nap.

i wonder why, you chose me.....
In the mire's sea I swam,
Not as fish but as clam.
In struggles and difficulties,
Silence, darkness and impossiblities.


Harsh and cruel realities I face,
As with impatience all through I pace.
It took him, but not her again.We've never bargain.


With lives gone, I thought it was nature,
But with my flower taken,my balloon pride punctured.
Woe,woe I cried again as another it takes.
What's my life on Earth? Oh  piece of cake!


Courage on, sucide is gonna do,
But will this hostile world let me go?
In thought of how, with mind so stiff,
I was again mistaken for a thief.


**** her, **** her, they shouted,
Then, I remembered those words I never counted.
Of the king of glory who was wronged,
So as for the sins of men he might purged.


For the tactics to go to him all I know,.
But does He cares? does his blood for me it flow?
To death and him, the latter I'll try,
In me, his mercies was all for I cried.



Eyes shut, for no one and I had,
Little did I know my little prayer was heard.
My swift call of this Supreme name,
Did what I can't even  believe in a game.



In him now I trust cos all my sins purified,
By his grace from all guilt justified.
Families and friends, his chosen one supply,
Now always his SUPREME NAME Everytime I apply.
In the dread of desperation and loss
He still does care
J Dec 2015
When you thought
she was just like you.
From the hair
down to the attitude
and to the soul.

When you thought
she was your friend
Who can laugh
and who can understand
all silly conversations.

When you thought
she was like a sister.
With the same fathers' hometown
But with different blood.

When you thought
She was your only hope
Only happy light
In the darkest of times.

When you thought
you were right.
But turns out
you were wrong.

She was never
A sister.
Not what you expected
her to be.

She was instead
A ticking bomb.
A time bomb
Of impossiblities you've never thought
she would be.

A smart mouth
Of obscenities
and forced language.

But in the end
She's still the friend.
Who you get to be with
Until the end.
lei Dec 2016
i know that
the way my heart seems to beat faster and faster
every time i hear your name,
is a sign that this could be love.

i know that
the way my mind
daydreams about all the possible impossiblities
is a sign that this could be love.

i know that
every single urge i have to be better,
to be someone worth being loved by someone like you,
is a sign that this could be love.
Sahir Bhat May 2018
Don't go to sleep

Pray for your inner strength and you will see wonders inside you
You will see light in night and star's in day
I know you may get distracted in day
But night is for love
Try to be a night thief and a lover

The Prophet Muhammad "s. a. w"
Said that a true seeker must be completely empty like a lute to make sweet music of lord, lord

Don't go to sleep

You may feel the warmth of the beloved all around you
Let your heart lead you to your beloved
Your every pull draws me to you
Let your love splash in my chest
I know the death will take me soon
But i want to spend my whole life in the love room
Bow to the one
Who brings impossiblities to pass

Don't go to sleep

Work in a perfect harmony
I know I'm raw
Read th rest of this poem in dark tonight.
Jennifer Apr 2019
I am thirsty in being drip fed security and love.
Standing steadily on the verge of starvation with other people trying to nourish me with scraps and ends.
Harder is harbouring the hurt some days. Finding impossiblities in simply maintaining maintaining a heartbeat.

Why silence my anger?
Hiding behind the curtains of lies and questions.
A man I knew is replaced with a glass *****.
This monster composed of fragile emotions.
Serving selfishly and inexpensively yet maintaining I remain grateful.

— The End —