Was it just another fiended out over dose?
Or a dire plea to end her curse and broken hopes?
WHY
MUST
EVERYTHING
ALWAYS
HURT
the daily struggle got me spent
My wings are broken
And my halo been bent
Tryna throw in the towel,
But I'm leaned off this wett
So I stay at the bottom
til I'm moldy with regrets*
No , now it would not matter if you would take all the blame ;
Ohh ! you would not do that , it's just my dream .
Yeah , it could possibly be that I lit the flame ;
But, don't lie , you also took advantage of the light beam .
I would rather stay silent then stop you from going ;
If that's what makes you happy , I am happy too .
Though I'm not ; I wouldn't extinguish the fire glowing ;
So you could let the blame to me and live your happy life through .
I won't utter a word , even though I have a song to sing ,
Good bye , my dear fellow , live a life of your dream .
I'll let the autumn come and let go of the spring ,
No tears , just a smile , let me let the silence scream.
Ohh ! you are going to a world we both had planned ;
Nontoxic , sweet and better than ours ,
I'll take the blame , I'll take the stand ;
Silence for a minute and crying for the next thousand hours .
Ohh ! goodbye dear best friend , or former to be precise ;
If that world ever haunts you , come back to this ghost .
I promise , next time , I'll be sweet and nice ;
For now goodbye , I'll miss you the most . <3
Tim was lonely as a child
Tranquil, timid and quite mild
He was considered as weird
But that wasn't what he feared.
He saw people that were dead
Monsters hid under his bed
Voices whispered in his brain
Everyday he was less sane.
Below the surface of his mind
Something of sinister kind
Started to control the boy
Playing with him like a toy.
It lied to him every time
With a merry, joyful rhyme
"Without me you're gonna die.
Come on! Trust me! Friends don't lie!
I'm everything you'll ever need.
With my power you won't bleed
You won't break, nor will you fear!
I'll protect all you hold dear.
We'll be one until it ends.
After all, we are best friends!"
Soon, the whispers in his ear
Boy believed to be sincere
So with friendship as a cost
He became the demon's host.
If I could write a story
And get lost in it forever
Wouldn’t that be the day
The day my worries would go away
Oh we humans are so naive
Isn’t life but a story we write?
By ourselves; for ourselves
To live without stealth
We complain and we whine
Even though there is no line
Between reality and story
Because reality can be the story
As days go by, we flip pages
As choices are made, we run out of ink
As sorrow is felt, a salty flood on the page
As fear is hoarded, shaky hands scribble words out of sync
We are not authors, yet we are
Perhaps if we knew what we actually wanted
Out of this story
We would’ve found glory
But is it over yet? I think not
We still breathe; and think
With or without fiends
Carve or paint, no word is quaint
we all
cry the same tears
we all
bleed the same blood
we all
breathe the same air
we all
hurt the same way
we all
smile the same way
we all
laugh the same laugh
we all
walk under the same moon
we all
at the same sunset
for love make room
imagine your
heart
a one room hotel
with acceptance as the key
to the later understanding keyhole
you'll witness
the wisdom
the beauty
of it all
when love
is the poem
who needs a rhyme after all
it's all rhyming within
big and small
put your hotel sign
out in front
so many hearts
weary and tired
from the
doubt betrayal and
the material canned hunt
and try to make them all
check in and never leave
can your own version of humanity
afford rolling up your heart
with your sleeve
every stranger
...is nothing
but
a not yet friend
karma will sheild
you....... the fiend
and maybe
miracle happens
hearts ammend
welcome to earth where humans live
welcome to humans where humanity live
the only weapon against their divide and conquer
is acceptance
for judgment isn't for us
nor it's consequence
tamer hossam
Copyright © tamer hossam | Year Posted 2020
The desire to be struck by disaster,
Or it’s just a thought.
Nobody knows what the story of my mind is,
Something that even makes me haunt.
The impulse of being in a plane crash,
It is always on my mind.
These deductions will help you see
That I’m nothing but just a fiend.
In search of a kink in the smooth arc of life
With obscure sorrow.
Whatever comes after me
I’ll face it like there is no tomorrow.
For some kicks
I’ll plunge over a waterfall,
But when death peek around the corner
I certainly won’t crawl.
The thrill of sprinting on the very brink,
With some vile shady thoughts or
Curiosity to see whether I stand tall or
WILL I FALL?
The desire to be struck by disaster,
Or it’s just a thought.
Nobodies know what the story of my mind is,
Something that even makes me haunt.
The impulse of being in a plane crash,
It is always on my mind.
These deductions will help you see
That I’m nothing but just a fiend.
In search of a kink in the smooth arc of life
With obscure sorrow.
Whatever comes after me
I’ll face it like there is no tomorrow.
The thrill of sprinting on the very brink,
With some vile shady thoughts or
Curiosity to see whether I stand tall or
WILL I FALL?
Your 'friend'? Your 'bestie' ...
You KNOW her face like your own,
Know the many masks she wears -
The lovely guises she dresses in to seduce,
And the lies she whispers, sweet.
You know the world she has left in ruin,
Yet you invite her as you would a wish ...
Come in, you say ... welcome!
Let me tend your horrors,
Make me and mine your home ...
I want you to curse my comforts -
To kiss me, deep, and make it burn,
Mind my manias and melt my marrow ...
Course my veins like lifeblood ...
I want you to raze the ramparts of my castle,
Bring the walls down around me,
Rattle my lungs with death's consumption,
And dance in my skin like a scarecrow.
Oh, and if you please ...
If you pretty, pretty please ...
I will, quite sincerely ...
THANK you for it.
quiet happy on this side
fear a brutal blanket
that covers predicted loss
without fear would we even strive
or meekly live this life
Heroes know fear
cowards know nothing else
Without fear the monsters
never noticed
and love forever stained
Raise a class of cheer
For the champion of the world
our closest friend our fear
You have ever seen it happen
Blindly you fall in love on the way
Joy all over your heart
But she is a girl fiend
Another one appears in horizon
Grapple with her you do
Cataracts all over your face
But he is a fiend fiend
In the Facebook she smiles
Curiously you take on her
Saliva rolling as pages roll on
But she is only a fiend
Human heart is a mystery
In need of a friend, a fiend comes
You don't need to be such a fiend,
Just find yourself a friend,
One you can keep to the end.
The sooner the better,
If you want to be less bitter,
No longer a head butter,
Become more reflective,
Find some perspective,
Feel quite restive.
Make your house feel warmer,
Give your eyes more glimmer,
Your heart less of a murmur.
Give your words less sting,
When you decide to sing
Or have an opinion to bring.
Having time to share,
Will no longer be rare,
When you begin to care.
As word gets around,
More friends can be found,
Now how does that sound?
I feel the need...
To feed.
I feel your presence near,
My thoughts have become unclear.
The need is so strong,
Without your love, my heart will not last long.
I draw out your power,
I bathe in your love as if it is a shower.
I will harvest your love like the spring crop,
And I will not stop.
Your love keeps me alive,
If you stop giving it I shall surely die.
I cannot take it from another,
You are the only one who could ever be my lover.
The way you hold me in your arms so tight,
Gets me through the cold winter night.
The way you taste,
Makes me crazed.
I love you and you alone,
I feed off your love and it makes me strong.
Yes, I am a love guzzling fiend,
But what would you do without me?
Flames from a fuming dragon's snout,
Igniting all that's in its route,
Rendering to ash and cinder,
Extinguishes self like tinder.
Such is the nature of fire,
Destroyer of vaunted desire,
Nullifier of unbounded pride,
Death-dealer, with no side.
When Prometheus stole the blaze,
The God's in terrible raze,
To the rock did him bind,
And screwed with Human's mind.
Thus Fire, Man's greatest friend,
Is also a means to his fiendish end!
~ 26 Apr 2016 ~
*word raze purposely used in place of rage to show the self-consuming nature of both
Everyday, I awake, body as stiff as a
Board, or a slab of concrete.
My kidnapper stabs at me all over, no hiding for me,
So, I limp and gasp at my limitations, and cry.
I cannot recall a time without kidnapper, pain.
I wish often not to awaken again
For this type of restraint cannot be logical
Making me crazy.
There is a coward
hiding deep within the walls
of helpless beings
only to strike its hardest
when they are at their weakest.
Indiscriminate
and wielding the power of
a merciless god,
it shreds the soul’s dwelling place,
inflicting pain and sorrow.
This fiend is unseen,
but its attack is gruesome.
In its cruel wake,
Death becomes the higher god -
offering up sweet release.
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