Category: Traditional

Take a look at her,
Who once was a stranger
Has evolved into a breather
Grasping all my worries and anger 

 She is peace to my deepest fears
She is wipes for my dropping tears!
Bandage to my scar and healer to my soul
Took away all the dull 

 She, who contains my thought
So much inner peace she has brought
She feeds my passion
And fills me with self-compassion 

 When I sat down to write
I start drafting with no sight
Her words started to sway
And took my mind far away 

 The fresh scent of my cup of tea,
Empowered me with creativity!
As I turned on my favorite piece of classic,
Enlightened I became, it felt like magic! 

 

Surrender sweetly dearest humankind   

To light to dark to loss of peace of mind   

The thoughts and pain which stain your brilliant face  

To shadow gripping fear that mangles grace  

Your time was brief but bright to dine to dance  

To frolic fearless in folly and chance  

And now, say thou, regret has gripped your fame   

Prefer ye now silence which speaks for shame  

When you hear thunders echoing, and rain balks 

Winter is coming, the most obscure Saison 

An ominous shrouded dark man walks 

With a sight of the devil’s liaison 

What is the raison for that you may ask 

Handsome, edgy, but a soul he lacks 

Ambiguous Death serum in a flask 

Vile to children, like the grinch with an axe 

Rumors say that poor women he attracts 

Are lying in his basement, tears dried 

Hidden, gone, and nothing left but tracks 

And to his commands they must abide 

So beware of the dark man who will lurk 

In the dark corners with a fooling smirk 

You made a lasting impression on me.
My intense devotion to you is sweet.
Through ups and downs, hatred and love, you there.
I’ve known you for many years, and still know. 

I still adore you, Dad, like no one else.
Through all the discomfort and tears, I stress
Over the feeling, friendships I possess
You made a lasting impression on me. 

This is how I feel on Winter dark nights.
They’re different, unfathomable.
When I see you dad, life is full of lights.
I used to play with you on Sunday nights. 

With my family in front of the crowd.
You left me too soon, the tragical end. 

I leave all my arrogance at the door 

Head bent down, bathed in holy water 

I eat only bread and sleep on the floor 

I am now at your mercy, O father 

I kneel and bow before your high priestess 

Shine your light dear Apollo, advise me 

My lover left me for she is heartless 

And from her chains I need you to free me 

I pray to Allah for five times a day 

Five a night too, to better my chances 

She’s made from fire, we’re all made from clay 

Wicked demon she burned my defenses 

I pray to all gods and lords to help me 

Forget her no matter the blasphemy 

Lying powerfully the ghost shed tears 

In the depth of sea, I felt my heart break 

Crying for my life while I fight my fears 

My fight is vain, but my heart is at stake 

My Soul is cut, slowly healing from hells 

I loathe your chains but revel in the pain 

And while I rise, the demons ring the bells 

Halt my lord, here she is trying again 

I long for light but your grip is too tight 

As I grasp for air you pull me back down 

Repeat it daily, this fight is our rite 

So you win again, and I stay adown 

But in this game, you are the real loser 

As you can’t ever, make me surrender 

Death is in the air 

chasing those who seem to care 

roaming the land for the weak 

yet to find those who hide in ancient greece 

An army of despair 

To whom no one can compare 

Crosses the whale-road 

With fury waiting to explode.  

Greek seems to lose the war 

And bodies fall on the floor 

Roses and nature’s gems painted with regret 

All covered in red battle’s sweat 

Spring lover’s fly away 

For death is taking over today 

The new orphans weep 

On the loss of those they seek 

Angry is god washing the sins 

With his tears a new lifetime begins 

All those who died never to be forgotten 

Yet their bodies on a dirt’ carpet forever to be rotten 

all hail the cleaning of earth 

For all from now will be rebirth 

A new world clear of sin 

A harmonious world shall begin 

And so a new chapter began 

Sin was a loss disappearing like the sun 

New souls roamed the land 

And they all seemed to be too mannered 

An act that fooled no one 

For they perfectionism was soon to be spun 

And the truth soon to be revealed 

Sin resurfaced on the freshly cleansed 

Blood spilled with a knife in a chest 

A loving husband ruined the quest 

Sin took over in a cruel way 

The same way he took his wife’s life away 

Revenge ended up killing again 

And his corpse rotted and his life taken 

God’s rage took over the world 

Did God almighty fail, his thoughts swirled 

In doubt, God doubted himself 

Stripped away from his power 

And irony danced mocking thyself 

For God was too human due to exposure 

Banne by gods, condemned with humanity 

What was once a god has a new reality 

The son’s body was shaking with Anger
While he was running towards his father, Terrible Ivan
His feelings for him were Dead
But he still hoped to find in his father’s eyes some Regret
In the wide dark palace, all you could hear was his Screams
All he was sensing was Despair  

It was festering, the Despair
And nothing could calm his Anger
Once he remembered his wife’s Screams
Caused by his father, Terrible Ivan
He just wanted his father to understand and Regret
What his hand did to his son’s wife, her infant was Dead 

The father was enthroned on a chair, his stare cold and Dead
The somber war made his heart feel no Despair
Killing and revenge wouldn’t lead to Regret
When he saw his son’s wife, all he could feel was Anger
How dare she disrespect the Terrible Ivan?
His satisfaction only grew when he heard her Screams  

Louder and louder resounded the son’s Screams
His future child and heir was Dead
Seething, He reached for his father, Terrible Ivan
His voice was quivering with Despair
His blood was boiling with Anger
All he wanted was to make his father Regret  

Suddenly, the father was struck by Regret
After his soul heard his son’s Screams
And he couldn’t feel any Anger
As he held his son in his arms, Dead
He tried to save him and stop the river of blood with Despair
He couldn’t realize what he just did, Terrible Ivan  

Dread was sculpted on his face, Terrible Ivan
The monster finally learned Regret
His heart sunk low in Despair
And now, He couldn’t hear his son’s Screams
It was the end, the boy was Dead
And so was Anger  

Sadness and despair never left the Terrible Ivan
He, who once was filled with Anger could only feel regret
And his Screams roamed the palace, his son was dead