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The Dragon came from the red hot skie and burned our village
We ran towards the mountain to seek a safe refuge
I looked back at the burned houses of our beloved village
What was heaven to us is now nothing more than dust and wrackage
She called me on the heights «we need to go now!»
I looked at her than at the blazing fires «but I have made my vow»
There is the fire of evil and here's the sword
Here I stand and there reigns the Dragon

Breaking up?

I hate you words!
I hate you poems! What's the point of writing you?! For real! Proove your worthiness, damned! Speak of what I truly feel! I really wish we never met God! I so curse the day this writing process had been set! What is this place you've led me to? A foreigner in my own world..how could this be true?! Sometimes you light up my loneliness like joyfully colored fireflies Then at a blink of an eye, you'll leave my universe hollow with sad dark skies Tricky shape shifters! What are you? Salvation or delusions? Poems, o poems! You revealed my secrets and dumped me unto the mysterious..

A messsage to the heart

Dear dear heart, stay away for a while
I don't mean to expel you..just cleaning up your file
Please don't try think..that's the work of the mind
Under my circumstances, I no more want to be blind
To you everything is easy, yet you always complain
Sure life is a beauty; but beauty takes and never gives back your blood..  

Battle scars

Wars of life come upon you like raging waves
They leave big scars on your soul's skin
It'll hurt you deeper and deeper no matter how good is your sword's swing
Blood has got to be spilled..life's a vicious a spin
You think you got used to the pain..when it is dark you try to sing
In life's religion; telling the truth is blasphemy and your patience is an unforgivable sin
Yeah..I've been such a hell of a blasphemer in this life
I can do nothing about it..my mother breast feeded me the milk of strife

Pulsar

Been here for too long..this hell hole Lost souls, violent screams and vicious howls Awaiting for the perfect moon to rise Call of the black wolf is rising inside Know my habits..know my secrets; you won't know me Death I wished for long..it had become somekind of a luxury Again, the spirit of the black wolf haunts my dreams Rampage of life have taken the best of me..raged my sea of possibilities Know that black wolf, maybe you'll know me..then find me on the dark star's beam

Between angels and demons

In a long long time we existed

Living in a beautiful planet, enchanted

Light of the sun embraces our day

Up in the blue sky shining bright

Made by earth’s clay, our spirit wakes our body

Inside feelings crumbling in a heart calm and steady

Nature was given to us with it’s amazing wonders

A very heavy responsibility indeed put on our shoulders

Till the day comes, when all that has beginning will end

Infinity was not meant to be here, limited time to spend

Overcome your fears and seek rightful desire

Now you have the chance to choose between paradise and hell fire.

Unhuman ?

Morning shines its usual rays of uncertainty
On the top of a hill where stands a man on the fringe of insanity
Riots of morals and sense have been intense in his irritated mind
Epic battles of truth and lies, of right and wrong
Light of the Sun had been for his people nothing more than blinding
It didn't look the same for him..the mother star..the Truth shining
Candles of life keep on producing poeple's shadows but he never found his own
Every day the same question: "Am I alive or have I for long been gone?"
Like an unclassified tree he stands alone on the misty hill
Years come and go leaving the branches numb by their coldest chill

Just wandering..

Signs flickering high on the road
Red and yellow..rarely some green
It's not road signs if you think that it's what I'm talking about (not even
in a metaphorical way)
Oracles these lights they've proven to be..tinkling dwarf stars in the
zodiac of my milky way
Under their light I seek refuge into secret spaces
Sanctuaries for the mind at the land of possibilities
Long trip ahead towards the uncertain and fate
Equilibrium of soul and body is the master tool in the seeker's quest

Saddle on!

Left alone in the desert of the unknown

A bottle of water labeled ‘Hope’ in my right hand and a saddle horse at my left

Dust and sand are notes of the winds’ Requiem song

Drowning me in an atmosphere of nostalgia and fear with its ancient tong

‘Less is more they say’, so I ride on the horse towards dawn

Eagles have told legends about it..the place where newer days are born

Oh! But how on earth am I going to get there under this strong heat of uncertainty?!

Naaah..that’ll be more fun than the routine of what many call ‘certainty’ an it’s veiled misery   

Invocation

I invoke Thee in my hermitage called "Universe"
Numerous stars shine over my dome; lively lanterns
Voice of the Cosmos; a silent prayer that brings comfort to my lonesome
Omnium-gatherum; the ultimate symphony of my life's orchestra; my antidote and venom
Crossing lands of knowledge, that would be my true prayer
A path of sacrifices, pain and nostalgia by which I may lift my soul higher
Tremendous treasures we've been given, seen only by Truth seekers
Illumination awaits to be discovered, there's no need to be altered, you'll get what only matters
Over the most shiny diamond of this world lays that strange hand
Nurtured by the Light it gives sight, animated by a passionate heart it shows a better start, moved by soul and mind it guides and comforts the blind        

An anniversary poem

I'm twenty two years now..I feel like an old man
Numb at my feet, my body's loosing heat..waves of time are washing out my beach's sand
Destiny.. the inevitable obsession is playing it's mirage at a distance
Enigma of life has proven to be nothing more than an illusion..a couple of laughs on  a short trance
Evanescence has been the most realistic thing for my mind
Peace of the soul is my philosopher stone here..destined generator of my sailing tide

The wandering child

I saw her wandering between the worshipers' lines
Not more than 6 years old, I asked her: 'where's your dad?'
Not saying a single word she pointed to the man near the door
One man of more than a million of refuges searching for his family a safer shore
Coming down the stairs of the mosque, the poor child tripped and fell
Echo of her screaming drew in the air burned houses and massacred children
Nostalgia for her home land flickered through her tears
Tell me..what's good in a life of a torn innocence that is so full of fears?

(I've written this for children's day (or the International Day for Protection of Children)  which is today. It is about a Syrian girl. She has a father, a mother and two brothers all are Syrian refuges. In the neighborhood we try to help them with what we could, but no one can ever give you what's like your home.) 

Lost and found

All by a sudden it all came back to me
Like a soft symphony lighting up the dark tunnel of my ear
I don't know how it happened, so many speculations in my head
Recall? Love? The tears that had been unshed?
I guess that's how the inner me works
Demons and angels, spirit and bones
Evanescence and intolerable reality increase the wilderness of my thoughts
Suns of my universe are getting prepared to wipe out the big dots
Crawling in, going out my thoughts incarnate into words
Enigma is the booster of my creepiness giving me relief but sometimes hurts
Nirvana! O sacred Nirvana, what are you?
Temptation is what kept me looking for you..could it be just a déja-vu?

 
  

Mum..my dearest Mum

Paradise is the essence of her tenderness and care

Heart and soul she raised me up, dressed me from toe to head

Even when I rebelled she was the one who held the olive branch

Never gave up a fight for me and made me believe in second chance

Often she sacrificed so I can live in peace and be at ease  

Mother, one in a million my first love, my life’s breeze

Every time I try to understand how she absorbed the pain I get only confusion

Never knew such a heart that survived so much bruises

A mystery that doesn't have to be revealed, she had brought a man out of a seed
Long live our mothers, our shining stars above the ocean of troubles and difficulties 

Fear: Alteration into the unknown

Far away lives the specter of my fear
Enigmatic destiny, an ambiguous symphony haunting my ear
Alteration of the soul darkens my path, shadows my goal
Rivers of my life rage out of control by my agony's howl
Time is a healer they say, it had left me with a large decay
Eagerness to forge my stability emphasizes my life's fray
Amnesia gets around me every time I'm in a soul struggle
Roaring now and then it scares pieces of my life's puzzle
Coming again and again this sudden alteration shakes my spirit
Low, high, in the mud or behind the sky it sails through confusion
Evanescence sometimes breaks in to save my day
At a certain degree it helps but such an effect is not meant to stay
Rest? Peace? I guess that's the life style of those who think outside the clay

At nowhere

A dark place , into outer space
Tormented souls, peace is the target of our chase
Neither the mind nor the heart can understand it
Often screams essence of the hurricanes
What can break this atmosphere of sadness?
How could it even be noticed this place of nowhere?
Eclipse of life shines over the days
Reason's tired of this phenomena that confuses
Every step taken is filled with wonders and despairs

 (most of the images I put are not mine..I pick the ones that seem to have a connection to my writings)

Human Cataclysm

Confused soul seeking the perfect goal

Aeon of silence with a blazing roar that always grows 

Tyranny of an unfair world torturing the heart

An unanswered riddle like a splinter in the mind

Celestial light unseen to the naked eye

Lighting the hearts beating with faith that so long cried

Yells of the weak covered by the laughter of greed

Scandals hidden nurturing evil's seed

Morality's absence makes one no longer a human being

  

Résumé

My mind thirsts for knowledge
Anything in this world to make one in service
My heart desires more than what feeds fires
My soul believes that in the end nothing else matters
But what I had believed, what I had gathered

All these years of research for what will satisfy my desires
But always it ends the same
Shaken soul, broken heart, endless pain
All the things that will make me insane

It seems like I'm bounded to pain
It doesn't matter now, I've got it all memorized in my brain
It's spreading all the way in my body, in my veins
Countless experiences giving me knowledge
To face what's coming up, what's veiled

(Heart and Soul Nebulae)

It was like a night dream, or still it is
It could be a nightmare that tasted like the honey of the bee
It's like a torch surrounded by darkness
Its light flows hopeless

Many things look weird to me
But in time it all become clear
My brain works it on
My soul keeps moving on
My skills are growing too, like a flower thirsty for energy and strength

Is is it still a dream? It hurts too much
I'm swimming in along stream, but I don't know where I'm heading to
It hurts, really hurts when nobody understand you
I hope someday these troubles will go

I'm still here on a rock
Counting what I have in my stock
Is it good or bad?
Am I going to be happy or sad?
That's the kind of thinking that makes my soul flow
In an atmosphere where my feelings always grow

(I was 17 years old or less when I wrote this. Yes it is untitled, I wanted then to spit some fire or I could have exploded :D) 

O life's mirror, won't you hide my scars like you did to this life's terror?
O mirror mirror! Did they enslave you too?
How is it that a blind can recognize what is a lie and what is true?!
Hey sorrow! Why running? Why the fuss?
"I heard that they've put on fire dignity's house!"..

How many years do we have to wait?
How much blood do we need to see?
How many innocent people will we hurt until we'll shake off the dirt?

Soft calling shaking my heart

Over and over it reaches my soul

Urging my hidden feelings treasured inside

Letting them go it didn't make me more than a fool

But even then, feeling different makes me good

Rather than being someone's copy, somebody's shadow

Embarrassed I am when I behave against my life's scheme

Even when people want me to do so

Zenith of my life going high and low

Ellipsis gives space to what I want to do

The hidden paysage 

Broken branches, old trees

A blackened sky , an atmosphere of fears

Old houses, sad people, empty lives, dried tears

So much sorrow

Where's happiness? Nothing chears

We're gone astray

We've left the right way

Is there another chance by which we'll save the day? 

We're human beings

We hold a special mind

It can be a bank full of treasures

It could be empty and blind from the truth laying face to us

We can say goodbye to misery 

We can change the whole world

Just change your perspective

The awakening is not far to be hold

   

A message to the heart

This one is called' ILLUMINATION':

In a long long time we existed
Living in such a beautiful planet, enchanted
Light of the sun embraces our day
Up in the blue sky shining bright
Made by earth's clay our spirits wake our body
Inside feelings crambling in a heart calm and steady
Nature was given to us with its amazing wonders
A very heavy responsibility indeed put on our shoulders
Till the day comes, when all that has a beginning will end
Infinity was not ment to be here, limited time to spend
Overcome your fears and seek rightful desire
Now we've got the chance to choose between paradise and hell fire

(this image is not mine)

It's not a place, it has no location
It has no face, no one has ever seen it
It shouldn't have a name, no one had ever listed it
Did I ever invent it? No, I had just believed in it
I don't know how it all begun, it suddenly entered my soul
Even though I didn't inivite it, its feeling always grows
My heart always wants it
It never get bored of seeking in it peace and pleasure
Could it be a simple hint of paradise?
It had scared a thousand of crows
A shiny light inviting me to a sacred place, where no one has ever been
Such a beautiful sighting where I may find my peace