Diamond in the Dust

A child brought into this world through an act of love. The love that soon strained under its small limbs. What fault was it was mine? My life intruding in your own. The third wheel in a love already running smoothly. What fault was it of mine? That you decided you didn’t want me. That […]

The Truth between the Lie

Ashes fall around this once roaring fire, She cannot see this brittle smile. Unable to look deep, to find these broken eyes. How could she know? The consequences of the act she did? Staying the blade away from flesh. Using the feelings of the one lost. Love! How cruel you are! Infecting my heart like […]

A Silent Plea.

O’ I see you standing there. I see you in the front, holding my hand. I see you behind me, pushing me forward. I see you on my left, a silent comfort. I see you on my right, an open friend. … O’ Do you not hear my cries? The way I scream through the […]

Label.

I remember when I was born, A cockroach crawled into my crib. Happily, it sat there, A presence in the previous silence. There was but a second I had, Of appreciation for it Before a boot came down, And murder with it. I remember when I was five, A spider came up to me. I […]

The Vulture’s Eye.

This world encased in bloody pain, Drips through the soul of those considered saints. Through the wounds of the angel’s torn wings, Creating the throne of these fake kings. What other color dares to be? Trespassing through the skies which were once free. Tear this intruder who brings new things. Watch feathers fall to join […]

Co-op with Basmah-the multi-talented

A Life in Death.

Creeping through summer’s soul, I burn from light, shred from life. An embrace too warm, A truth too great Thus, I must away And to winter stray. So here I am, amidst the cold As an icy wind stings my soul. From the darkness I shrink, As the lies create a thorn. So, with a […]

Thunder Still Scares Me

When I was a child, I was pretty wild But the wrath of the storm Caused fear to be born. Hush, my mother would say, Thunder will pass, like the night and day. I thought the fear of the boom, Would leave very soon But now man has made Thunder from a barrel so grey. […]

Nature and Machine

Darkness was all i could ever see, Never knowing what I could be. A part of a machine, a bolt in a chain. A weapon to destroy that which we could never regain. The Earth cried out to my rustic heart, Begging the one cog that would never start. Then all too soon, She fell […]

The King of Dreams.

On a throne of power, Does the King sit. A throne, of his own dreams. Hears not the drums of War, Sees not the dreams of Peace, Lies deaf to the cries of the lesser, Wakes blind to the wails of the weak.