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My Goal

whenever i close my eyes and brood 
                                      i hear a howl and a roar 
                                               in my soul 
                         a howl and a roar that blast me harmfully 
                                    for not achieving my goal  
                       i demand to execute  my heavenly  wants
                             to cease the thing am here for .

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2006


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God, Spare My Weary Heart

The baleful words you say,
Leave painful scars in me
Permitting them to possess my heart 
Oppressively. 
Withstanding the bitterness and pain
You caused, 
Conquering and diminishing me 
By using your atrocity, 
Feeling sadness flowing violently, 
Warding happiness away, 
Filling my eyes with hurtful tears 
And meaningful pain, 
Feeling the darkness reign.
God, 
You’re my ally,
You’re the one I stand still for, 
Forgive my sins, 
Ease my pain, 
Reborn the me in me again...

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2007

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She and I

From the ablaze of thunder
They all flew;
In front the doors of hell
There stood the crew 
Asking for a little bit of mercy 
Wanting it to be so true…
Ceasing the demons from stabbing another soul
Is what I want to do
But hatred and anger 
What only grew 
Ceaseless nights and the darkest lights
Have got into my heart
I smile and I laugh though
I just want my day to be oh so bright…
I'm losing my friend
God I don’t want this to end 
Nonsense words were spoken above 
Because of this idea that I hate so much 
I'm still losing my friend 
And my faith in god is what will end…
He's taking her away 
I need her badly to stay 
I look into her eyes and cry
And wish it's me who is gona die… 
The moment I knew 
The breeze of fear 
The touch of pain 
Have dropped on my soul again
I wanted to scream 
I wished it was a dream 
God this is so mean…
I'm tearing really hard 
On my life I want a guard 
A guard to help me live again 
And cease each and every pain 
I want to erase my every sin 
Please god help me win 
My weary soul can hold no more 
Just help her live 
And give her faith 
And get her smile back to her face
Every night I pray alone 
And remain awake until its dawn 
I sit on the piano and play 
And let my tears free each night 
And each day 
My heart is very weak 
And I will soon
 Become so bleak 
If this is how life is meant to be 
Then what am I and she to thee..?
If this is the way you want to rule 
don’t you think it's quiet cruel..?
If in pain and agony you want me to dive 
Then why do you want me still alive..?
I'm your worshipper and you're my knight 
Please keep her close I want to hold her tight 
My constant tears will dry so soon 
And you'll see me walking blindly to my doom 
Why does happiness never last; 
Why does it have to fade so fast?
Keep her god; 
I want her near
Keep her god; 
I want her here… 
I'm so tired my dear…

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2008

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Oh Highness; Let Your Power Be My Warrior.

Oh God, 
Everything is fading,
I am dying,
My soul is crying 
Endless tears,
endless tears keep on falling
darkness all around me,
sadness surrounding me,
For a minute
I think I'm happy;
A smiling soul
But a dead child instead
That needs to be resurrected again
By the touch of love 
By the touch of your care my highness…
Im still a child inside,
Im a child 
that cant find its way out,
Am alone 
All alone 
Feeling my heartbeats
race like wind,
feeling my fingers
shiver from fear, 
listening to my soul
crying out of pain…
I need your power my highness
I need your power
to be my warrior
in easing my pain 
in resurrecting me again…

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2008

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Under His Sacred Tree

Under his sacred tree he sat
With tears in his eyes 
Tired of fleeing away
Scared of being a part 
of this cruelty

Under his sacred tree he sat
Asking god to take him away
To forgive his sins 
To spare his soul 

Under his sacred tree he sat 
Looking around him
 with despair
Feeling the darkness in his blood reign 

Under his sacred tree he sat 
With his eyes closed
Thinking of his life 
as a huge mistake
Wondering why god
is permitting this world 
to torment his weary heart 
Wondering when will his painful tears dry
Wondering when will this vain world cease

Then in front of him 
he saw the bright face 
That relieved his pain
and moderated his agony

with a tear crawling on his face,
with smile drawn on his  face 
he died 

under his sacred tree
he died …

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2007


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Sadness All Over and Over Again

Looking at the blue sky 
Covered with clouds 
Moving from place to place
Taking away with them 
their happiness and pain
leaving behind them 
a smile on my face 
fulfilling my eyes 
with the beauty of white
decorating the sky
with their charming presence
contemplating them 
making me forget 
the emptiness and sadness in me 
for a while 
but when they leave 
non stopping tears
cover my face 
thinking of my life 
as a huge mistake
wishing to die 
wishing to relax 
wishing to be happy again 
wishing to know what is it 
that changed
 me from a happy person 
to me now
taking everything negatively 
ignoring the bright side in me 
ignoring the power in me 
crying deeply inside 
crying from the bottom of my heart 
feeling the pain 
feeling the sadness 
feeling the sadness 
all over again

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2007

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Sorrowful Memory

Its her and me in the picture I see
But now it’s the end between her and me
Her careless soul
Her vain self
Her tough tone
Brought me back to reality
The rumors she spread
The sorrow she left
The ploy she played
Were insuperable for me
I suspected in her
But then convinced myself
That no way this girl
Would betray
my weary heart
and me with silent words
and painful tears
I sit alone
dying inside
but now I enjoy sitting
by the flame
watching this sorrowful memory
burning away…

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2007

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Memories of a Child

The family
am supposed to be a member of,
the house
am supposed to be a part of, 
filled my days 
with sorrow and pain..
On Christmas,
I sneak out for a while 
Watching other kids 
Opening their gifts
With a smile drawn 
on their face
and they’re parents
giving them a kiss, 
then watching me
looking at them 
with painful tears 
filling my eyes..
I wanted to tell her
how much I miss her,
I wanted to tell him 
How much I respect him
I wanted to tell them
How much I love them 
But they won’t listen to me
They would hit me instead 
And me from deep inside
I cry:
“please stop hitting me please, 
Please have mercy 
on my innocent soul please”
am a child
 that cant bare anymore.
Pain 
Is what I always feel,
Swears 
Is what I always hear..
I escaped 
but then came back
knowing that nobody
would accept 
a child like me,
a child with torn clothes
and dirty hair.
I escaped 
But then came back
Knowing that 
I have to accept my fate..
Am barely alive from outside 
But totally dead from inside..
Asking god, 
To reborn the me in me 
Is what I always do 
Although I know
he’s against me too..
hate 
is what is see in their eyes..
they made me taste 
the bitterness of life 
although am still a child
they hate me very much
although am still a child
a weight of a mountain 
is on my back 
although am still a child..
I always ask god
To forgive my sins 
Although I don’t have any, 
I always ask god 
To moderate my agony 
Although I know he wont..
Day and night I wonder 
If she would ever remember me 
When I die,
Day and night I wonder 
if she would ever remember
that she had a child 
when I die..
before I left, 
I wrote them a letter 
that said:
“mommy and daddy 
I love you,
Am sorry
if  I had ever disappointed you,
am sorry, 
if I was a naught boy, 
Am sorry mom 
for not finishing my courses on time 
the last few days 
but I was tired mom, 
really tired,
I always wanted a kiss
from you, 
I always wanted a hug
From you,
I always wanted to feel
Am your child.
I needed you with me, 
I never knew
why you hated me..
and now mom and dad
I’ll leave, it’s time now, 
God wants me to be with him,
Mommy and daddy,
I love you”

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2007

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The Hero

He’s gone, gone, gone away
                                         By saving their souls
                                             In the motorway
                                   Where the fire ate the place 
                                           In less than a day
                                      he remained over there 
                                            watching the ray
                                   while melting in the flame 
                                   and listening to them say  
                                         “hero, hero, hero”   
                                             at last he said
                                           “my soul is allay” 
                                 He saw them from heaven 
                                      Calling his name 
                   and hopefully wishing to see him again

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2007

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The Sound of Happiness

Sitting alone,
                     Waiting for the sound of happiness, 
                 From the passage of my imaginations
                      And the open door of my heart,

             Sitting there hopefully waiting for this sound,
                         To kill the emptiness in me,
           And fulfill my heart with happiness and cheer,

                                   Sitting there hopefully,
                               For this sound to be near,
                          But the faithless world kept me,
                       Waiting for this day until the end,


              The end when my heart and soul come by,
               And leave them buried under the ground,
                                            Painfully…

Copyright © Sara Murad | Year Posted 2007

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