A Futile Offering

Lying on top of the world,

The sea bows down to my feet,

The sun kisses my face passionately,

I close my eyes and wish for a cloud to give me cover,

A shadow covers my face,

The vulture of time sits on my chest,

Eating my face slowly,

Feasting on my flesh and eyes,

I can't move,

Or scream,

I am lying there still,

Offering myself,

As a futile offering to the gods

Define!

We should not define our friends, family and foes by their worst

Now!

In the wind of time.

Surfing like a wave,

I am calling myself,

From the distant future,

Hello,

Don't stop now,

I am waiting for you,

In a place, where time and space do not exist,

Now is happening,

Yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Move on!

Have I ever been in love?

I found myself asking this,

While, I was flipping years in my memory,

I saw objects of compassion and a few steps of ladders,

Faced with misspelled names and mistaken identities.

The transition of nouns into pro-nouns,

Verbs into pro-verbs,

Defining a lot what I have witnessed and what I have forgotten,

The gains and losses I made over time,

All this is forcing, while

Yelling at me,

"Move on, move on!"

Lost and Not Found

I am looking a way to ditch my shadow,

So both of us can announce,

Departure from our existence,

We can both say,

We have,

Lost and not found each other.

A Mute Song of Happiness

In the suburbs of the heart,

Away from the graveyard of the past,

I walk through the memory lane,

Reaching to a place,

Where I can rest and gaze in the future,

Unfolding it in front of my eyes,

Moment to moment,

I become an audience to myself,

A spectator to my life,

Like an unfinished dream,

Crude and jarring,

Deep and calm,

Enigmatic and misunderstood,

Like a mute song of happiness.

A Pray to the Devil

O' Satan, O' Satan,

I seek your refuge,

As He abandoned me,

Left me alone,

Refused by all,

I am the lone survivor of time,

Deceived by the One,

I seek revenge for my humiliations,

My soul crave to avenge those,

Who caste me away,

Just because,

They all knew,

I was with Him,

Then why?

Get me out of this,

Depth of morality,

Help me conquer the heights of my ambitions,

For once,

I want to show them all,

I was innocent,

I was right,

Look, what I am now!

A symbol of desire,

An object of worship,

I have achieved what He designed me for,

I am the one, 

Now,

Prostrated by Baal everyday.

A Pray to the Lord

I see myself crumbling down,

Into million pieces,

Each one of me cries,

Help!

The Unthinkable

The horizon of my thoughts,
Are colored in rainbow,
Depicting multiple moods,
I can be played by,
The limitations of my imaginations,
Shows the true nature of my instincts,
In between, secluded in the corner of the center,
I am playing with,
The unthinkable.

Sinking Heart

Unaware of tomorrow,

Uncertain about today,

Indifferent to yesterday,

I have a desire to disappear into the unknown,

Nothing inspires me,

While silence surrounds me,

With slow dominating sounds of sanity in my mind,

I listen to the gradual diminishing whispers of conversations,

With myself,

As I try to keep afloat,

My sinking heart offers me a refuge,

Unable to distinguish between realities,

I walk among the rest,

With my head down and a smile on my face.