The Gathites had heard about
King David by word of mouth
Then in song and dance
King Achish’s servants
Sang of Saul and David’s downing thousands
It was fear that King David bled
He acted the fool instead
Insane and inane he did pretend
And King Achish said
“Do I lack madmen?”
I tried to preserve the wilting flower,
Tried to protect it from its pain.
I did my best but failed at love,
And everything with my heart is to blame.
UFOs—
unidentified flying objects.
But flying objects
are often man-made.
So does that mean
our government is alien?
The big deception:
alien life forms in space.
But alien life forms
aren’t humans from other countries.
Aliens are monsters—
monsters are predators—
corrupt entities
hidden within a nation’s trust.
Citizens believe
in current events
while real threats
remain hush-hush.
Maybe we need a system
without division—
multiplying solutions
by removing opposition,
until cooperation
becomes the thing
we recognize
as human.
Trust me on this: your mind is more vigorous than the things that deceive it.
I am the warm embrace that breaks the chill,
The steady anchor when the waters rise,
I am the quiet peace that cures your ill,
The golden truth beneath untroubled skies.
I hold your trembling hand against the storm,
I guide your tired steps into the light,
To keep your fragile, weary spirit warm,
And watch you safely through the darkest night.
I am your faithful shield, your closest friend,
The heart that beats in rhythm with your own,
I promise I will guard you to the end,
So you will never have to walk alone.
Step closer now, and let me lock the door—
I am the surgeon, and you are on the floor.
Turquoise seduction
silken eyes so deep.
Sky blue potential,
that taste so loyal
blurs delicate lines.
Falling so hard
instantly safe
it won’t be you
playing the fool.
Take a look,
stay alert.
Deception
calmly
attracts
prey.
Too much writes about politics is evidence of big deception!
Revelations tell of a sobering time.? Nay mournfull indeed, of which i here rhyme.
A dragon tail sweeping down stars?
Rumor war earthquakes both near and
far' as the anti-christ; the beast; the false
Prophet too, will be locked in battle with me and you.' Fire called down yet un-holy
My mind returns, unto Laheina the way it
Burned.' The mysterious actions of those
In charge, if you think it'll be easy for us
Let me mark your cards.' No life without
Victory, no victory outside of Christ, hold
The line dig into the Bible, before the last
Trumpets blast.!
It’s the simplest question with the most complex answer
If I asked I wouldn’t want to know the truth
I wouldn’t even want to know why
I can play this game of ignorance
…Correction…I could live it
I could sit back and push you to the back of my mind
I can manipulate myself into believing that you didn’t mean a thing
I can choose what I want to remember and hide you in the closet
Along with all my deepest fears
But one thing will always haunt me
It’s that fact that I meant nothing
That all my time was invested
Into someone who doesn’t even remember my name
Sarah had my heart
She held it like a bird between her hands and crushed it,
Crushed it until the sap ran out
...I deserved this, for ignoring my suspicions
For so long,
But still my heart beats
And still it loves
And my heart flew away
When she was not looking
All broken bones, that bird flew away
And it will draw the bones into place
And set them together
That they may knit,
And I will look in future
For the still, small lies
That hide behind kisses
And not get caught
In the nets
Of a liar
Again
Piously sitting
In saintly genuflection,
Faithfully waiting:
Sage, long legs, prayer-like bent:
Waiting for prey to pass by:-
I loved you like I had no choice,
like your name was my only voice.
I believed you without a doubt,
never once waiting to find truth out.
You felt like home inside my skin,
like something safe I could fall in.
I gave you trust without a fight,
thought you were my only light.
Then I saw what you tried to hide,
a second world you kept inside.
Another name, another life,
and I was never meant to be your wife.
No warning came, no final sound,
just pieces of me falling down.
Not loud, not fast, not easy to see-
just something breaking quietly in me.
Now I don't know how to feel,
if what i had was ever real.
You took my trust, you took my air,
and left me standing in "nowhere there".
I don't cry loud, I don't scream pain,
I just feel empty when it rains,
And I still ask the same old line-
Was any of it ever mine?
He carved a throne from burning sky,
then clasped the blaze — it praised him dry.
Who leans on glory breaks to know:
to hold is to become the hollow you owe.
Fall not once — fall dawn by dawn.
Each light: a scar. Each memory: a thorn.
He drew a sword, a crown, a lie —
the wound believed his feet could fly.
Angels kneel. He learns the real
ascension: down. Through air. No wheel,
no hymn, no harp — just the slow
unlearning of where light should go.
No hell below. No fire. Just
this cold magnificence: dust
trusting itself to be a throne.
He reigns alone. He is alone.
Silk Smiles, Silent Knives
I gave my time, I gave my name,
I hid the cracks, I took the blame.
I stoked their fires, I kept the light,
I bled my nights to feed their fight.
They smiled in silk, they smiled in lies,
They painted truths with poisoned dyes.
Their colours bled; their masks unrolled,
They bought my trust and sold my soul.
I kept my pace, I kept my place,
I stood the long, unpaid embrace.
They learned my steps, they learned my track,
Then found my back and drove the jack.
The blade was theirs, I never knew,
The hand I trusted cut me through.
~Fizza Bukhari
Elders taught us to not tell lie,
To believe what is seen by the eye
No doubts, no questions why?
So if things went awry
To whom are you gonna cry.
No one, no problem then sigh
I'll keep it then till I die
But what if the truth became the lie
And the lie is now a truth in disguise
which is which, can you identify
Maybe yes, maybe not
But who would've thought
Not even a single doubt
then I guess I'm quite dumb in that part
to not defend, to not impart.
but, then I'm just a man
I do mistakes,
I learn sometimes
i fall apart
then come back again
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