Mar
8
-Lineage-
Posted by Batool on Sun, 8 March, 2009 - 05:00
O’ child gather your belongings for it is time to go
This is the scent of sand at dusk
For which it promises home
Just as sweet as the hues cast aside
To splatter upon the dues
The streets begins to empty
As the kettle brews
Change into this gown
For these are now your clothes
For the blood that runs through our veins
Is your blood too
But alas can you not see—the heart in which it flows too
Sings a different tune
And the direction that the wind blows
Is not the life I chose?
As the pulsating rivers flow
You heart is that valley that lies in between
Child! It’s you who ultimately decided which pieces of your image to take
And which ones to leave
Look upon the surface—at the depth of the soul
That which may never know the identity, of the flesh that it roams.
Aug
10
The Dissapointment of Reality
Posted by Batool on Mon, 10 August, 2009 - 02:52
I am suddenly filled with a terror
The words you said were true
So now in weakness—I feel the anger
Because ..
This moment has left my world somewhat dimmer
Then it had been just seconds away
My existence a little lonelier
Then it had the previous day
and my being more sad
Then I had been just hours away
in so I will remain a keep away some distance
and in silence
not wishing to speak
nor trusting that which I may speak.
Nov
14
Revealed
Posted by Batool on Fri, 14 November, 2008 - 06:00
What they thought would never happen
Happened
and now they don’t know what to say
What they fear to say
Was spoken
And they don’t know how to replay
Believe that she was afraid
And shook with tears
Running back to all that she was walking away from
And in fear
She ran back
Scared of what has been revealed
All I want to do is let you know that I am here
Sep
14
Struggle with Words
Posted by Batool on Sun, 14 September, 2008 - 05:00
I wrote the words
Scrawled them across the page
All I wanted to do was keep them
But soon they faded
Fearing they were gone
I retraced them
Making them bolder
But in no time they smeared
Desperately trying to keep them alive
I carved them
Anxiously picking at the wood with fervor
And standing back to look
For one second I feared them
Time passed
And when I looked back
Wiping off the dust
I could not recognize them
For it was in life
That I had lost them
Part of Collection:
The power to Speak Sep
13
Spoken
Posted by Batool on Sat, 13 September, 2008 - 05:00
Tell me I have not spoken
But how would you know
For my voice you were too far away to hear
Uttered in a language you could never see
Tell me..
Have I spoken?
Tell me
Have you stopped walking around blind?
Are you finally ready to hear?
Turning away
Do I have anything more to say?
My legs are ready to run
But all I could utter was goodbye
And maybe good luck
I watch from above
As the world stumbles to leave
And for one second
I just want to step off the main road
Holding nothing
Belonging to nothing
But the darkness
Part of Collection:
The power to Speak Aug
20
Letting you escape
Posted by Batool on Wed, 20 August, 2008 - 05:00
I let you escape
watch you fly
You will never return
Let you drift
You never head back
I wanted you to break away
But I now I fear you will never come back
I dont want to keep you
but now I fear
your forever lost
never to find your way back home
Aug
6
Silence
Posted by Batool on Wed, 6 August, 2008 - 05:00
The silence below the surface
Couldn’t be louder to bear
As every part of you violently struggles for air
As the rage of the water silences the body’s despair
Casting it aside
Another martyrs dared
There is no peace in the silence
But a scream that would forever blare
Waiting for a light
In the darkness
Waiting for a sound
In the silence
Part of Collection:
The power to Speak Aug
4
Domain
Posted by Batool on Mon, 4 August, 2008 - 05:00
Burning in the dark night
In an uncharted domain
Far below the surface
Struggling for air
death
Continues to live
past ..
Repeating over and over again
Lost..
Never to be found
Anger cooled
Still raged
Love gone
Secretly burn on
Suppressed and Unaware
Bring me light
Because in the darkness lives
The shadows which consume me
The shadows that I fear to face
The shadows that are me
Aug
4
A Stranger
Posted by Batool on Mon, 4 August, 2008 - 05:00
A stranger once passed this way
A stranger with a forgotten home
Wishing to remain far away
A stranger who will quietly slip into your life
And quickly away
Leaving you shattered and looking away
A stranger whom you will always seek
A stranger whom you will never find
A stranger
Look me straight in the eye
And tell me what you whish to say
A stranger
I will walk away
Aug
2
Ripples
Posted by Batool on Sat, 2 August, 2008 - 05:00
Confined within these buildings
We were so far away
Our journey became endless
Our purpose bouncing away
Confined within these buildings
Questions never answered
And rage muffled away
But Now as we bolt
The doors swinging in disarray
There was so much the world could say
All our action
Ripples
In an ocean cast away
Life is not that much bigger
But merely Childs play
Feeling the strain
Circumstances we never expected
And burdens we never weighed
I know it has become too heavy
Carrying all that life has thrown our away
I know..
Its not fair
We were never warned
It wasn’t supposed to come out this way
But you have the choice
Leaving all that you know
You can turn away
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