What are we doing?
but siding with the beast
kids crying out of fear
feared to shed a tear
mother's lying on floor
with their blood covering
the sea.

what are we doing?
kids stunned to death
whether to realize whats real
or not real.
fathers running away
with full speed.


kids feasting with there own
fear confused with this
collision


A world
thats feasting with blood
and tears.


                           --Ismahan

I was a Heavy heart who couldn't carry the blame of your mistakes of becoming the man you said you wouldn't be.

      _ismahan

POETRY


You let me share my thoughts and exchange clues of what's next in our upcoming adventure
And you let me write and erase my pain
And re-write them all over again
Changing inks for my
Story to be complete
In a book that saves my secrets
And kept them sealed for years  
Gratitude to you for listening to What was once left muted.
Gratitude to you
dear poetry.


                                 _Ismahan

i use to love looking at
the moon cause it use to
Remind me of your face
now the stars reflect on my
faults and my heart sheds
a tear
Asking myself what have I done?
Who did I have fallen  in love with?
I'd reach the shooting star of what I love
But, Now all I see is
darkness and a
shattered heart.



         --Ismahan

Swallow me in pieces
and Let me be
safe in your
Esophagus
Then let me
Slowly find
My way to
your Abdomen.

And
be the Parasite
that Showers you
with constant Butterflies.



_Ismahan

she crossed the seven seas
encountered Waves that drowned
the unthinkable.
just to prove
that love has its sacrifices  
the moon became her shelter.











--ismahan

He felt the rays
of the sunlight
as He watched her
set foot in his life.






     --ismahan

I predicted us
being one.
My mind didn't
Predict a plus two.
its funny how
One's imagination
can predict happy
Moments but not
the ruiners.





           --Ismahan

We've learnt literature
To share our thoughts.

And We prayed each day
To end in peace
Kids running away from content
To the other
Hiding from terror
Wishing the night
Could end at ease.

ALL
Running away from their homes
Seeking nothing
Wanting nothing but a better
Life for their Own.  






                          _ismahan

I try so hard to move on,
But then you appear in my dreams
Right where you belong
In my cerebrum.

  I try to stand strong,
But then Everybody that I know are telling me
               You Moved On

But then there you were standing tall in a fog trying to send me a message in my dreams
Shouting my name achingly For me to
                Come Back To You

But then
in reality you moved on
with the girl of your dreams.
The kind of girl that pampers herself
And has an ultimate addiction of  her looks.

                                  _ismahan

i might not know
the first thing about
poetry.

but what i do know is it speaks
within your soul and leaves no room for regrets
it brings out the other side of you
that hides between the sheets
and shouts out the pain
and brings out the ink

tatters around papers
cause nothing make sense
but the right piece of poetry
can make a difference.



              --ismahan

I was all that she was once upon a time.
I was a bee who owned her beehive
I had a  home
and it was you.


_ismahan

I want to look
inside your
head and see
will I show up
as a saint
or a sinner?



--ismahan