Head in the clouds
What does it allow?
Unspoken too loud
Unknown silence found
As words hit the ground
Under the cloud
Shines a silver line
Asked questions, Oh why?
Do I have to try?
Can it be defined?
Just leave it behind
Up in the sky
Lucid clouds so high
Seek and you will find
Some joy to unwind
Never doubt but fly
Just dream, one more time
Omran, haven’t they told you to run?
Haven’t they told you that life should be fun?
Omran, you are innocent and young,
Didn’t they know who to spare from war?
Omran, it must have been tough,
To be clueless on everything that seemed rough
Omran, keep that strength to endure more pain and courage to get through the array
Omran, you deserved to be living and to feel alive, it is unfair to just be survivng and to just hide
They owe you a wonderful life.
You deserve a peaceful life…
Omran, you embodied strength and courage
From those streaks of blood in your hands to those dust and bloodied face
To those screams, ashes, bombings and killings,
You must have been spared
Everyone must have been spared
Omran, you are young and innocent
let us not forget, that everyone else was…
Praying for peace all over the world. Let us unite in the fight against violence. Spare the children, women and men, we all deserve a peaceful world.
photo credits to CNN International
I have lost all my senses and waited for them to come back
i dropped the crumpled piece of paper on the floor
I smudged an old pen with an ink of black
I held grip of what i have been wanting more
I have swept the old papers and dumped my inked dress
I have finally found my way back
and this time not to impress but to bleed and express
Some can forgive but many can’t forget. Trusting someone can be a thing to regret, even being betrayed is what you could get. Later on, all that is left is the pain that was felt.
No words can calm a person who is so upset. No action can decieve a mind that is set to detect a threat. A threat that can make an entire life an empty set.
Forget? How easy is it to forget? When memories are inculcated on my head. Where scenarios are clearer as I lay on my bed. Where anger is as bright as the color red.
Forgive? How can you give? When nothing is left to retrieve only the hurt, the pain and the grief. They say it takes time to make believe, that one day you can move on and conceive.
Love can be the answer but what if it is the only thing that you have? The one thing you could have and the same thing that you never had!
Can it still be an answer?
Clever! For not beleiving in forever! For not loving yourself more than whosoever, for trusting them when they said “they will hold your hand and you will get through life together”.
Never! How could you make that promise? How could you do this? Hurt me so much and deprive me with peace, weakened so much that I can’t stand on my knees, numb enough to feel nothing and freeze.
Oh please! How fatal can it be? to catch the bullet and break free, to grasp the sorrow and bleed, only to find out that you’re the one behind it, the pull on the trigger that almost killed me, the agony that slayed me, the reason that I forgot to be happy. The lost serenity in my memory…
Now can I forgive ME?…..