Of Tears that Settle,
Of Broken Glass and Molten Metal,
Of a fallen branch and crushed petal,
The most painful of them are unsaid words of abettal,
The sun did rise ..the sun did set,
Memories were made as people forget,
Happiness englightened and sorrows darkened with regret
Hanging from a cliff was humanity...perhaps life's loss? or death's best bet?
Of People that lead,
And people that left,
The pain of the unworded theft,
And the rain did pour,
As it flooded the floor,
Washing away the remains of the broken door,
But who is to see,
The Struggling flower or the fallen tree,
The Broken Glass that lesioned thee,
And the oceans of sorrow
Plundered and Murdered Am I
Killed and Slaughtered Am I
Everywhere amidst you
Yet Somewhere amidst the fray
You Ignore me everyday
Yet at the last moment my hands raised
I have one thing to Say Ya Allah! let everything be okay..
Let my bretheren live to see another day..
Abused and Humiliated Am I
Robbed of my dignity and deprived of my soul
Rid of kin and every dream and goal
Everywhere amidst you
Yet somewhere amidst the fray
You ignore me everyday
Yet at the last moment my hands raised
I have one thing to Say Ya Allah! let everything be okay..
Let my sisters, my mothers and daughters live to see another day..
Weeping, sa
As the tears were shed
Hands rose to the sky
Why do we deserve this?
Who have we wronged?
We did our part
Wasn't heaven that to which we belonged?
Perhaps you know not
Of famine and draught
Of necessities not
But humanity that is oft forgot
Ye shall be questioned
Ye shall be queried
For all that you earned and carried
Your happening party
For people so pompous yet hale and hearty
Yet the humble few
Longed for a warm blanket
A little more maybe..a kind word or two
And when calamity struck you
You queried
What have I done?
Who have I wronged?
Wasn't heaven that to which we belonged?
Of time you hurried
Wit
He saw the blood leave his brother's head,
His neighbours were shot point blank ..dead,
his family pride destroyed his little dwelling exploited,
and yet the news Always read:
He's the Terrorist we wont rest till he's dead
A Bullet pierced the chest of his father,
along with him did fall the blood of an innocent other,
he stood there stricken with pestilence,
as he was engulfed in the night of darkness and silence,
His world ended in an instant,
all happiness seemed distant,
He looked to the sky seeing the metal birds circling,
vultures waiting to watch him suffering,
Tears could no longer express what he felt,
With hands to th
Life Goes on....
A Boy of ten,
Sat crying because he broke his favourite pen,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happiness nor Sorrow can stop tomorrow
Life goes on...
He grew to be a teenager saw his parents quarrel,
Went out tried to take the anger out on an empty barrel,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happiness nor Sorrow can stop tomorrow
Life goes on..
An year Later his parents parted ways,
A new morning in his light more shadows with the sun's rays,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he
A Boy of ten,
Sat crying because he broke his favourite pen,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happiness nor Sorrow can stop tomorrow
Life goes on...
He grew to be a teenager saw his parents quarrel,
Went out tried to take the anger out on an empty barrel,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happiness nor Sorrow can stop tomorrow
Life goes on..
A year later his parents parted ways,
A new morning in his light more shadows with the sun's rays,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happ
The Spider that withered away by RazorScythe, literature
Literature
The Spider that withered away
The spider that withered away .
And gathering up its 8 legged strength
the spider crawled along
to where it reached no one new
for it was weak and insignificant and nowhere strong
to the others it was weird and an arachnid fathom a menace
but in itself it was but gentle wishing for everyones happiness
life to it had been harsh but it stood
all the tests that god had put
and lo! at the time of judgment it stood at the gates between heaven and hell and god was to make a choice for him and yes he would
for where he was to go god alone knew
And god smiled upon his creation and said Alas! to u alone lies life for u have stood death
Of Tears that Settle,
Of Broken Glass and Molten Metal,
Of a fallen branch and crushed petal,
The most painful of them are unsaid words of abettal,
The sun did rise ..the sun did set,
Memories were made as people forget,
Happiness englightened and sorrows darkened with regret
Hanging from a cliff was humanity...perhaps life's loss? or death's best bet?
Of People that lead,
And people that left,
The pain of the unworded theft,
And the rain did pour,
As it flooded the floor,
Washing away the remains of the broken door,
But who is to see,
The Struggling flower or the fallen tree,
The Broken Glass that lesioned thee,
And the oceans of sorrow
Plundered and Murdered Am I
Killed and Slaughtered Am I
Everywhere amidst you
Yet Somewhere amidst the fray
You Ignore me everyday
Yet at the last moment my hands raised
I have one thing to Say Ya Allah! let everything be okay..
Let my bretheren live to see another day..
Abused and Humiliated Am I
Robbed of my dignity and deprived of my soul
Rid of kin and every dream and goal
Everywhere amidst you
Yet somewhere amidst the fray
You ignore me everyday
Yet at the last moment my hands raised
I have one thing to Say Ya Allah! let everything be okay..
Let my sisters, my mothers and daughters live to see another day..
Weeping, sa
As the tears were shed
Hands rose to the sky
Why do we deserve this?
Who have we wronged?
We did our part
Wasn't heaven that to which we belonged?
Perhaps you know not
Of famine and draught
Of necessities not
But humanity that is oft forgot
Ye shall be questioned
Ye shall be queried
For all that you earned and carried
Your happening party
For people so pompous yet hale and hearty
Yet the humble few
Longed for a warm blanket
A little more maybe..a kind word or two
And when calamity struck you
You queried
What have I done?
Who have I wronged?
Wasn't heaven that to which we belonged?
Of time you hurried
Wit
He saw the blood leave his brother's head,
His neighbours were shot point blank ..dead,
his family pride destroyed his little dwelling exploited,
and yet the news Always read:
He's the Terrorist we wont rest till he's dead
A Bullet pierced the chest of his father,
along with him did fall the blood of an innocent other,
he stood there stricken with pestilence,
as he was engulfed in the night of darkness and silence,
His world ended in an instant,
all happiness seemed distant,
He looked to the sky seeing the metal birds circling,
vultures waiting to watch him suffering,
Tears could no longer express what he felt,
With hands to th
Life Goes on....
A Boy of ten,
Sat crying because he broke his favourite pen,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happiness nor Sorrow can stop tomorrow
Life goes on...
He grew to be a teenager saw his parents quarrel,
Went out tried to take the anger out on an empty barrel,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happiness nor Sorrow can stop tomorrow
Life goes on..
An year Later his parents parted ways,
A new morning in his light more shadows with the sun's rays,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he
A Boy of ten,
Sat crying because he broke his favourite pen,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happiness nor Sorrow can stop tomorrow
Life goes on...
He grew to be a teenager saw his parents quarrel,
Went out tried to take the anger out on an empty barrel,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happiness nor Sorrow can stop tomorrow
Life goes on..
A year later his parents parted ways,
A new morning in his light more shadows with the sun's rays,
He thought it was a loss feeling very cross,
He stopped crying for he realised:
Nor Happ
And the return ....
Quite unexpectedly back on deviantart and hppefully this time to stay....liking the new app for android and I guess my return to deviantart is definitely attributed to it.
Life is quite the journey... circumstances and time and tide come together in a lot of ways and every person is tested... Just when you think though your through with the current test... well think again maybe not... The only thing for sure is that it certainly goes on...
Been eons since i've been on here. Im starting to see a pattern. Dissapear from the online world... get used to the monotony.. one fine day just turn up again with a post or two and then gone again. None the less feels good to be on deviant art again. Hope to be submitting a few deviations soon....