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
Apocalypse
Unfathomable air on the air Hangs over all over the globe Eyes look up to the far skies Slowly but firmly dark cloud sweeps Shadows which beneath Suspicious colours chuckle on the world Its high time we were in bed… Corruption blinds our seen realities Terreste architecture ugliness once hided the sight now turns to… Continue reading Apocalypse
New comer comes But no one seems to care Neither the grey sky Nor the passers beneath this grey. Cold clings on the air Hark! The first drop of mercy on the yellow leaves Which have being burnt by the heat On the roofs, on the clumsy floor Stucks on glass windows Introduces itself to… Continue reading
Existentialist
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
Stress
Hearts beat, Moods frown, Time knocks… Frightens the lives out. Minds lost In the fears’ thorns, Thinking about everything The Nothing is achieved. Feelings frozen, Dead but alive; From time to time melt By the fires of nerves. Eyes, Dazzled and scared, Stare at the written papers With sudden blind sights. Hard trying To bring… Continue reading Stress
Elegy
Darkness invades My heart and settles down Its out of sight Throne, and crowns Its illegitimate empire. Governs my brain, Scatters my existence Paralyzes action and reaction. moans and groans fog Smog the black box. Pain army comes Dragging cries Of my soul sights Horses of fears gallop Followed by reasonable shiver Knocking the warning… Continue reading Elegy
Anarchy
In a world of war and panic Everything is dreadful and tragic Nothing anymore logic. All human rights suddenly vanish As if by magic. Our bodies grow gigantic; Yet brain smallest Our status pathethic. With worry, anger, grief We become cynic, frantic… Illiteracy, poverty and abuse are chronic. Poor and needy- next to nothing; But… Continue reading Anarchy
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
So-called Poetry of Biba 
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