Tell Me!

Why cannot I love like the others?

Why cannot the essence of music enchant me like the others?

Why cannot I follow my path with content?

Why cannot I be as wild as I used to be?

Tell me O lord! Tell me!

How can I be calm with myself?

How can I be free with none to tell?

How can I be asleep with no worries?

How can I talk without fumbling?

Tell me O lord! Tell me!

Why cannot I do as I please?

Why cannot I be satisfied?

Why cannot I make a promise to be happy?

Why cannot I make a person happy?

Tell me O lord! Tell me!

How can I walk up straight?

How can I wipe my tears with no mental suppress?

How can I feel that I am blessed?

How can I feel no heartbreak?

Tell me O lord! Tell me!

Turmoil

Congratulations ISIS you managed to instill fear in me. You managed to make me realise that I don’t want to step out because it’s not safe during the bright day. You managed to make me nervous about the safety of the people I care.

But in these 24 hours of fear, I only have gotten strong. Strong enough to rethink, to know, that you are nothing before Allah the greatest. And if Allah has the will to protect me, I’ll be alive after every odd of a chance that you would try to kill me or my beloved. How so ever, these 24 hours were just an alert to be safe and it made me comprehend the situations acknowledged by the masses of Gaza, Paris, Turkey, Brussels and so many more homes that you somehow managed to ruin with your naïve agony.

So here on this day, I would not only like to tell you but as well as ask you what do you gain from this futile massacre? A couple of intense hours? A tremble in the share market? A little fun seeing the people die? I guess there is more to it because slaughtering isn’t just done for pastime right? Or maybe for you it is! Well, I would now like to tell you, the bloodshed by your worthless incident doesn’t divide us. It unites us.

It unites us to overcome the jeopardy created by you; to overcome the shackles of terror that you vigorously want to diffuse in us. Thereupon your fragmented wisdom of rupturing us from the roots of humanity only makes it more affirm. Vaguely, your turmoil doesn’t fall us apart, it unites for redemption. 

Abstain

And the shroud cried

Not pertaining by a homicide.

The race turned to dust

Lying upon the annihilated crust

Millions die

Billions cry

But the media reports

Nothing that is to testify!

A Syrian boy drifted ashore

What uproar!

 And soundlessly

First world left through the back-door!

The dream of a daughter

To become a doctor

And help to prosper

Died by a bullet fired through a helicopter

But the economy of your country

Is still nice

Not even making you to think twice

That you’re consuming blood shed brown rice.

Progenitor

I smile in the shadows of scars

And a picture perfect appear with the stars!

Oh you’re the apple of my eye,

Oh ma, you’re the knot of my tie.

I sing and dance and write

With you on my side;

Chirpy bright soulful day in my might,

In your lap is a beautiful night!

A warm cozy feel

Unlike any other meal!

Couldn’t forget this feel

Even for a billion dollar deal;

Enchanting mind

Nothing less than a shrine!

A sphere of care

So rare!

A little vexing

But a blessing;

Your brevity

Concludes my longevity!

The Voice of Valor

Those faces revolve around my eyes

Like I dream of seeing a sunrise

Without a place labelled as hostile

For the global citizen from an isle!

What for is the blood shed?

What for is the bombings held?

I can’t see the purpose of life

With an armed nuclear warhead!

Let there be no suffering

Let there be no exile

Prepare to cherish the world

For the generations that is to come by! 

Incurring

Darkness is my ally!

In it I brawl my ceased vocal commotion

And scratch my invisible ponders

Shrieking my favourite lyrics

Those are now relics!

It taught me

To dance in my melodies and roar like a lion

Whiffing the change

That is coming to eradicate my purity

Furnishing a devil boasting practicality!

And when the sunrises

All the wistful disguises

Settle in the bottom of my pit

Ready to rise again

And my tears fall like rain.

Prediction

I walked across the thousand oceans

Waving like a crumbled cloth

And limped through the scorching obsidian

Flowing like temperaments of a teen!

So now, when I came here,

I offer you

My tender heart,

That was blown apart,

Due to the distance

In the seam of our bleeding heart!

 You are my world

You are my lord

I kneel before you

Like a Bellatrix before the dark lord!

I know I left you,

But I realized,

How much you’re worth,

How much morose I am

Without you;

But you astray my charm,

The mettle eyes,

Waxed no one!

You’re no more incompetent,

You’re no more with unconditional love!

The love that changed me,

Made me who I am today is dead;

And it is unputdownable,

How the prophecy

Of the palmist,

Is still a lie,

That I will never love you!