Saturday, May 13, 2006


Tatkala malam menyeru dan kepala bingung...

Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.

I have no clue what lead me to this. But I hope my intention is right, and that I shall not account for these words in fear. InsyaAllah...

The Soil
The loneliness drags me from within and spills my core to the brim
My fallen pride furrows deeper into the ground
Deeper into the soil from whence it came from
And I
The lonely soldier in the embattled night
Tested but not yet tried
Have I won this fight?
The stars take pity with the battered soul that
Does not know from where to begin
The will that follows the floundering wind
Shall lead you to no Light
That much is sure.
A well and living heart grows roots into the heavens
It dreams of Eternity with the End
Thrives on Love
Surrounds itself with Light
And drowns within the seas
And cleanses itself with tears.
Thus this solitary figure in the startling, quiet night
Reaches a hand inside to find a bleeding, pumping
Living lump of dessicated flesh
Its roots are small and budding
Its dreams fall short of the mark
It only imagines Love
Has scant spots of luminescent shine
And still floats amidst the oceans
Dirty, mottled, frayed.
And the dissappointed soldier falls to the knees
Palms flattened in fear
Head on dusty floor
And begs.

this has been a rant by Syazwina Saw at 11:59 pm

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