Here is my latest poem "Illusions"
I see shadows on the wall
As soon as I turn on the light
And strange voices loudly call
Breaking the silence of the night
Illusions of things big and small
Mixing the wrong with the right
And deadly letters starts to crawl
On the pages when I write
Ghosts with weapons and all
In my head battle and fight
Human bodies like rain they fall
Filling up the heart with fright
And no matter how hard you bawl
You are sure things will never be alright
no, it will be alright..
ReplyDeleteoooooooh creeeeepy :D I like I like! Are u talking about when you feel so much in your head but you can't bring it out in words, so it all comes out together freakishly?!!
ReplyDeleteThis very diffirent poem of yours I enjoyed reading it and it took way behind the days of war where it takes through all the misery
ReplyDelete"And no matter how hard you bawl
ReplyDeleteYou are sure things will never be alright"
Hopeless- there is a lil "hope" in hopeless too. ;)- al
I felt chilly after reading your poem
ReplyDeleteHope:
ReplyDeleteAllah ysma3 minnich.. :D
Peach:
Nothing in my head! They are all real to me! I see them and live with them :(
Actually I know some people who say they hear voices in their heads so I imagined myself like them and wrote about it!
Nasra:
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment but I didn't get the war part! Do you mean that soldiers have those illusions?
Al:
That was not me who feels like that! That is the person with those illusions!
True Faith:
That means I succeeded but I hope you don't see ghosts and so on now :P
why ya3ni do are you living this! tooo young to be wasted in all those ghosts and illusions..
ReplyDeletecreepy i like it.
ReplyDeletedid you feel that or is it just a poem?
Why everyone thought the poem was creepy?
ReplyDeleteI liked it, and I like the painting that came a long with it as well.. who made it? the paint I mean..
I love the poem , it touched my heart ...
ReplyDeleteNajah:
ReplyDeleteI was kidding :D
Beside those illusions don't care if you are young or old! When they wanna strike they will strike :P
Flamingoliya:
It is just a poem so far! And pray for me it will remain a poem ;)
Namika:
ReplyDeleteWell it seems that they are all afraid of ghosts :P
I took the painting from here: http://scrimmageville.com/Scrimmageville/arts.html
Blossom:
Welcome in my blog and you have a nice nick name ..reminds me of that comedy show with the same name ;)
And thanks for the lovely comment and I am glad that it touched your heart :)
In the game of war..no mater who wins at the end he still loses something out of it...a blood shed...
ReplyDeleteNasra:
ReplyDeleteyour comment reminded me of a good movie about war called Casualties of War.
Moe-isha:
Welcome in my blog :)
And thanks for the nice comment ;)
Great!!
ReplyDeleteI really liked ur blog :)
Rain Drop:
ReplyDeleteThanks and welcome in my blog :)