Friday, March 30, 2012

On The Lowest Valley

On the lowest Valley we stand

Against an enemy so grand

It strikes fear into the very soul

The very fear that would make roses foul

We fear them we fear them they say

One third of us had run away

The promised one then walked forth

Then he screamed to remind us of our oath

By Allah, By Allah, By Allah he shouts

Half of us will die so then we thought

With courage we walked forth

fighting to death because death is what we sought

By Allah today some will be free

From this world that they shall not see

We strike through the center of them

We strike and we destroyed them

Victorious are those who are dead

By their Lord shall they be compensated

On the lowest valley we run

On the lowest valley we won

A Poem with no Name - 3

While walking in the dark

I found nothing but sharks

Circling above my head

Listening to every heart beat

Fear, anxiety, filled my emotion

Destroyed my life body and all creations

Run and run I go

But they're still there, please let me go

While the light shines to show their location

The darkness slowly crept and hide their deception

Slowly, they dissappears

Leaving nothing but fears

Shedding tears

Holding fears

Waited years

Closed ears

Silent Scream

Unfulfilled dreams

Everybody knows

What nobody really knows

The hurt that breed within me

Pain collated on a wall of my heart no one can see..

Now I am alone, in this cold dark night

Coming to realisation that I am no might

Hoping that someone will hear my plight

As the light grows dimmer blinding my sight

Will it happen again

All the heartache and the pain

Will it happen again

All the desperation and the pain