Heart Controller

What happens if you ever get lost? And you do not have a soul to share, No one to hold and nowhere to go, But your sacrifices made seem none, Because time nullified it even more, Even then with patience you deviate, And even then you get lost yet again, You may believe in second chances, But even then they have gone away, You may believe people will forgive, And yet you are scared to come out, Scared to even chat to the beloved, Candle of hope did not last forever, But then comes a very kind person, Who overlooks your pale lost face, And denies anything and everything That might be said about your soul, The person wants to share smiles, Wants to forever live and love you, The person hopes for a new start, Where you will blossom and shine, The faith in you is extremely strong, Thus, you will never ever get lost! Monday,  26 th  of August 2013

It is a bright night here in Sydney, But somewhere Sun’s still shining, Maybe dawn opening a new page, Or a sunset closing its eyes on us, Thus, Earth is not flat any longer, Two nine two zero days gone by, Still I see peculiar faces looking, At its ancient warmth go beyond, Miracle, indeed, even for a moon, There was once a man who lit-up a candle, There was once a man who brought us peace! Saturday, 17 th of August 2013

Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Wooden clock tick-tocks! One two one two, I do not but I do, Three four three four, don’t wonder anymore, Five six five six, good and evil can’t mix, Seven eight seven eight, I stopped my fate, Nine ten nine ten, can’t find many men, Eleven twelve eleven twelve, many books on that shelve! Thirteen fourteen thirteen fourteen, do you get what I mean? Fifteen sixteen fifteen sixteen, down down I have been, Seventeen seventeen, that’s the age I have seen, Eighteen eighteen, family and friends were keen, Nineteen nineteen, last chance for a teen, Twenty twenty, can’t live without a fee, Twenty-one twenty-two, knowledge I have to accrue, Twenty-three twenty-four – are the beginning of my fall, Twenty-five twenty-six, building breaks all bricks, And I know you are here, on this earth very sincere, What you fail to see – is me living and just be, So you see so you see, I never existed – never be! Tick-tock! Tick-tock! Wooden cl...

I could not stop myself from noticing, An elegant figure resembling a human, Standing on a dock all alone focussing, Onto a hostile place not fit for a man. As ripples disturb the glows of the sea, Neon illuminates the waves of his hair, As I walk into flowers I stop at this tree, Until the man turns and meets my stare. Although this night awaits a full moon, The gentleman invites me with a smile, She sat with us then she left, so soon?! I can recall us walking down the aisle. “Farewell, old elegant figure of a man, Farewell to take my sacred vows to her, Farewell and hold on tight to Al-Qur’an, Farewell only to return clearing the blur”. Monday, 12 th of August 2013

This is an introduction to who I am, Words so simple in your language, And so I will start by saying: “Faith!” Without it I am but a lifeless flesh, A skeleton! In emptiness! Soulless! With it the flowers forever blossom, There is no dance, but it is serenity, Candles lit to show the correct path, And words when heard are weighed, Weighed against actions and beliefs, No need to say “sorry” to lost kids When their parents are left to rot, No need to show me your “charity” When the money goes to destruction, No need to show your false innocence, No need to change the name of things To denote something less obvious, Approach me, in justice, to explain The words and actions you produced, In justice, I will speak on their behalf, On the lost generation and the forgotten, I was told how important ‘high class’ is, But I always wanted to be in ‘one class’, In justice, you said: “Keep poor poorer, Keep rich richer, So that you keep forg...

I think I should revert back to masks, And create a wall as high as the sky, But the sky falls over me; suffocating! And I am but a lost tiny sand granule, I do not know if I should say I tried, I do not know if I should talk anymore, Or even write verses so vague, so – To live in silence can be a blessing, Or a poison that slows your death, I – I am trying to win a fierce battle,   Yet I am struggling to even eat, Who knows! Maybe you will appear, And guide me to a better Earth, Without a lonely moon and sun, Where I can fly like dead dragons, Peace to those who still believe. Sunday, 16 th of June 2013

Painting you, On this day, Brush to hold, Stroking lines, Mixing dyes, And at last, Loving you. Chocolate eyes, Hair so black, Lips untouched, Sound of giggles, Teeth like snow, Cheeks turn red, Body so warm, Clothes so light, Pink and blue, Portrait done, Making a smile, And saying this, “I love you”. Saturday, 15 th of June 2013