All Designs , writings and illustrations or pictures are created by me,unless clearly specified otherwise, most of this stuff is hardly what you may call personal, in a way they are a portrait of how i see daily life, and what goes on in my head, which on the other hand make them quite intimate, some could call this some sort of an exhibition for my combined creative media, i personally think of it as a book. I am sometimes labeled as "morbid", you have been warned!
Sunday, August 19, 2007
August 19th 2007
I once could make the steel sing, now my fingers would bleed,
i could build castles in the air , plant the expanse with multitudes of green , now only bare sand and rock could be seen, and some rubble in the sheen.
i could stand in the freezing wind naked and warm and sing to the wind, now my heart would yearn for warmth in the sun,
i could hold and contend with a hundred foes , now one friend would be the worst of my fears,
i would storm the walls of the mightiest keep, plant my standard high, now i wonder if i could lay down a trench and die,
once i could see one path so sharp and clear , now i can see a thousand steps ahead sprouting like clusters of weed, none sharp and non clear.
i could touch and taste, feel and express, now i sit, watch and hope that i don't remember,
i could hold and love, believe in my own dreams, now i can only let go,
a heart once warm and full, turned now to shiny stone .. has become an example that i would use,
i still sing
i do bleed
i will watch, touch and feel
i still dream
i do need
i will love, hate and scream
it's just that now it hardly seems that it's me.
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2 comments:
I absolutely love this. Its beautiful.
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh allebt 3alaia el mawage3 yabu samia :D
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