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Spirit storm
Deep inside me
Buried in my soul
There's a giant storm
Raging out of control
Everything is entangled
In the winds without direction
Everything lost their place
Because of the destruction
Feelings became broken
In the shadow of fears
And I lose in seconds
What I won in years
Desires became fragments
Being slashed by my doubts
Their light disappears
In this eternal blackout
M...
Wednesday 12th July 2023 11:38 pm
My tears
In silence my tears whisper agonizing words
Tears that have names, faces,
wounds saturated with lies;
the ignored pain of indifference
that becomes ungrateful before my eyes
nullifying what I wish to achieve...
It's not like I crossed this threshold because I wanted to,
it’s the false truth of a world of injustice,
sinking in a mud of mirage,
in indolence…
...
Monday 21st October 2019 4:59 pm
a toast to the afterlife
here’s to the afterlife —
what fate does the day after The Last Day hold?
doubt ,
doubt consumes man’s faith .
down into the depths of the pit
my mind descends ,
down to the caverns ,
the walls closing in .
the light dwindles ,
crushed under the weight of this apparent reality .
hopeless and helpless ,
lonely and tired .
beaten down by the endless sorrow .
di...
Wednesday 11th October 2017 11:45 pm
Anxiety, My Companion (a daily struggle)
Sometimes I can
rail against it,
sometimes it
conquers me.
Sometimes I hide
it well, other
days the fatigue
of fighting it shows.
Some people
Sympathize,
Empathize
Others say,
"Get over Yourself."
Wednesday 5th July 2017 4:42 am
Dark days
My head and heart feel heavy
My legs restless
Can't sit still
Can't sleep
Black mascara rivers
Stained cheeks
Chapped skin on my lips
Forced smiles
Inconsolable sobs
Heaving shoulders
Sadness
Missing you
Monday 5th September 2016 9:18 pm
Daddy
My brother
called you back
from the edge
of death.
But you were
in so much
pain, and you
had suffered enough.
We said good bye,
My Mother, My Sister,
My Brother and I.
We held each
other and we
did cry.
The day that
you left us.
The day
...Monday 19th August 2013 2:01 am
The Gate
By : Ali Taha Alnobani
Wednesday 6th March 2013 7:49 pm
We Used to Make Love
Sweet Heart we
used to make love,
now all we
do is fight.
I cry myself
to sleep
many a night.
I'm angry with you,
I think maybe
you're having
an affair.
You're angry with
me, cause you say
emotionally I'm
not there.
I guard my
heart, because
...
Monday 17th October 2011 5:11 pm
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