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Before you Know and in despair Humankind do hear my prayer As deep within my mind I scream In witnessing this nightmare dream Humanity it seems is blind Forgetting that to love is kind When did decay begin to start?
We see good and evil in our world. To make sense of it great myths of the light and the dark have been born. Great stories down through the eons have flowed, great battles fought, forever being told. Gods in
They manipulated the words to cross the corridors of essence. Crib was empty, child was stolen. At blood stained altar there was no clue to mystical death. The contents now matter. Time displays tools of murder, snaps the sheet from
In pretence they came , They promised to pay your ransom. They lured you to their tent, With their mouth full of bitter honey. They are lions in the heart , In physique they are sheep. On getting to their
Let Freedom Ring from Extremity to Extremity. Freedom! Freedom! Freedom! The only word in the dictionary of liberty, water that nourishes the tree of liberty, Chlorophyll in every green plant, the photosynthesis of life. Freedom millions had sought and died
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Atop our heads, we place a special hat, We pull it off and that’s where verse is found. We look to Sklyark’s flight if we fall flat, Then link our words to pictures that resound. The muses visit us and
Almighty! Almighty! Grant us each other’s love Grant us Unity Almighty! Almighty! We are you, you are we One commUNITY Almighty! Make me an instrument Of your will Almighty! ‘Til my prayers for peace Are fulfilled Precious Yahweh! To the
Fiendish and gruesome phantasmagoric denizens Dwell deep inside subterranean vault perform an evil dance Haunt psychic landscape with imaginary (yet realistic) Gargoyle visitations that cast a macabre trance Nocturnal unconscious invaders cavort and gallivant Disturb quiescent sleep with devilish and
Eons ago, the gods feared us. Eons ago, humankind was invincible. Eons ago, we were complete. We harnessed the power of Eros, romantic love. We had Eros because we were already joined with the one person who completed us. We
Earth is becoming something different, something more. For millions of years proto-humans strode its bounties until Homo sapiens arrived. Once here, humans took millennia incrementally building improving its lot in life. Step by step, developing new ways of improving, one
How happy those, who free from care, Live life to the fullest, carpe diem Sucking the delight out of the air If only you could see them No worries, just forever contentment Simply living the simple life No anger, no
They say forget thy beloved, My heart knows not anyone else, Death separates body from breath, Men forsake their God for earthly pleasures, Clouds hide the morning sun, Darkness conceals evil deeds, But this heart, can’t breathe not without you,
Like an alligator tending her eggs on tongue, death moves the life on strength of charisma, over reaches for requiem and then distributes the raw moments in subterfuge, we play the game to cheat each other without shame. A red
While my schooling I thought I was a hero I got so many times zero Every time I was rebuked When people used to call me cute Before the result, classmates said My hero, you would score zero. Grandpa told
Journey of Life is flow of intermittent tears woven around sorrow and happiness While it is the flood of tears during sorrow It is the trickling of happy tears in Joy It is only deep breathing while in mingling it
Shed the mood Blue Open your heart, feel the world which seems so new Things may not change, Many angels or demons will stay down the memory lane, Perspective and change in attitude is the clue, Shed the mood Blue.
Christmas eve is A time of family and tradition Or in my case Unopened PJ’s, anxiety attacks, and cops That’s all that I’ll ever think of anymore At the mention of it I’ll be brought to tears I was cleaning
Some persons wanted Him to be killed Others planned to tie Him up or to expel Plans of polytheists of Ka’bah, He was revealed He moved to Medina, with a mission to propel Besiegers followed Him, to track Tracking led
Not a single word added today to my tinsel book. The brown eyes were searching my smile. You want to close the happening of first moon and the fig. My roses start a new dialect, waiting on the clouds, almost
Dawn rushed in a brand new day They woke up and went their way Morning spent in hard labor Too busy to let thoughts harbor An afternoon quite lazy and dull Routine setting in with a tempting lull Twilight brought
My heart is always running It’s always on a rough path And I always hope it doesn’t trip and fall It already has fallen so many times But always getting up Always running Because it’s a heart that doesn’t stop
Friendship is an oasis that is bound from the north by eternity’s wrinkle-free forehead, by life’s arid desert of mishaps from the south, by liberty that is in the hands of those who give it in order to have it
Today, after four months I am leaving you for two months Not because I am bored with you But for an endeavor of maddening essence You offered me the ideal of all bliss Starting with the romantic weather of the
Coming face to face with hemlock you are not able to rain in the animal and start climbing the temperamental tree. Fathered by innocence of violence on the name of war, when were you going to kill? Your own progency?
There is this emptiness That’s been looming since long… That everyone else’s effort To fill it, seems wrong…! But still hope screams – You’ve got to stay strong…!! As there is someone For whom you belong…! It’s just a matter
You will see me someday, the open wound deep inside Seeing only the truth, despairing I hide The growing bitter bed, you will see and obey Together, apart, we wed, sever the day Like a raw raisin pit, I won’t
And you with me sloped on a crested deep Both swirled in garbs of eastern ochre hue eye viewing eye – the scintillating view to melt within and spring in wistful sleep. The whiff of thawed out selves wilt, wane
It Breaks my heart Rips my soul apart When every morning the newspaper reads And various news feeds, talk about Girls and women, young and old being savagely raped and killed or sold It breaks my heart Rips my soul
When comfortably placed in life why make yourself uncomfortable by worrying Unnecessarily While an orphan who has nothing in life seldom worries , what makes you worry then ? When you can’t even share your worries who else can better
Welcome, welcome White dove The hatred wall That estranged cousins Have begun to fall When love Incarnated in white dove Started to fly high Over Ethiopian- Eritrean sky. Welcome, welcome White dove You are an antidote Border dispute to solve.
November 9, a stroke again in her life, The broken phone lying near the bed, her eyes filled with tears, a blade in her left hand and bleeding fingers of her right hand, all spoke the same story of betrayal.
Fear of a mound, tumbling down on the half-buried, half dead archives of desires, comes like a stampede of hoops on my chest. I lie alone in a desert of insanity. From the sea of agony one drop of salted