Part1: Brand new world of pseudo bridges, Fall one after the other in deep abyss. The candle of peace burns itself to the utmost. Devils of this world in angels disguise. They divide the humanity; they build unseen blocks. They stretch their Hands though the Darkness, Trying to suffocate the lambs of the world. Mortal… Continue reading Degradation
E He believes For the sake of existence, he exists. Coming from nowhere To the vacuum existence, With no sense, no logic No wisdom behind; To exist… He develops in nothingness of existence Without meaning, no God. Bareness of the epistemology, No metaphysics intrinsically needed. From infancy to manhood, He grows up in life. … Continue reading Existentialist
Behind the closed doors. Dwell the naked souls. Hide from the outside world. Once the closed doors open, Not dare to show anymore. Beneath the same sky. But each one has their own roofs, doors Meticulously locked. ''No Enter Allowed''. Locked miseries, weakness, hearts' black holes. Ghostly shadows and shadowy ghosts. Welcome ladies and gentlemen.… Continue reading Unreadable
Chaouen My City dresses in blue And her alternate lights glow. It shashes her bones When her kindle nights snow. Vim and vigor is the sun Its long hot spell burns The mounts till the eve of night dazzles Plenty of little suns Like queens of the night bloom.
I've lost my self in the other's fields, Revering their flowers for decades and still. Snoring genuinely- sleeping under their feet. Feeding me from my field. Teaching me how to harvest my land. I first tought them how to flush their plants. Praising their fluffy wings while cutting mine. Following them in their diverged paths.… Continue reading Loser
The waves of Anger crash The rock’s passion breaks Mind’s eyes close Vision blinds Mute, blind, deaf words Poison the air- kill… Shouts, cries, curses …. Speak the bad feelings out Hurt the others’ Feelings Blindly hard. From fire to fire, anger feeds Itself fire to spread to burn Emotions so green. Gradually, the heart’… Continue reading Anger
Amidst the chasm of despair Beaten by lost and non-living I bridge my way into living By weaving thread-chords of air so fancy To breath and swallow my stifling reality.
Sun of profit shines, Burns the worker's head. A man with a hat stands behind The office’s window. His big eyes on each drop of the worker' sweat. Cashes in on the drops To gain wealth. One struggles for day bread. The other for day fortune. One at the top. The other in the bottom.… Continue reading Capitalism
Her face Like December leaves, Pale, void. Tears freeze in her eyelids. She stands enclosed by The ruin - human made. Her looks have lost in depth. But it beyond her grasp. Why she can’t unwillingly smile. Why she has no mood to play With the dusty, ruined doll of hers. Why, why, why ……… Continue reading Alive