FREE POEM

Gloomy Day

The day has arrived,

The day of emptiness,

The day of nothingness.

The insects of the universe,

Are nothing in the eyes of the Mighty One.

Still, they are in the deception of the world's luxury,

As if they will escape from the wrath of His,

During the day of Resurrection.

When the holy words have been whispered,

Mountains will collapse,

Oceans will turn into vapour,

Only then, the pitiful insects will realize,

The world is nothing more than a deceptive stage,

The stage of temporary acting,

For the forgetful, sinned insects.

The day has arrived,

The day of emptiness,

The day of nothingness.

My Sword

On a mountain high,

I dreamt of the day,

The day when you are here beside me.

Maybe the mind,

Is still deceiving,

Showing the vision of you,

Embracing your presence.

Your warmth,

Still haunting me.

Is it time to start moving on?

Is it time to start believing?

Believing the less preferred.

Oh it's time start moving on,

Time to believe,

Give me my sword.

Awaiting

The song that you taught me,

Is still here, in the deepest part of my heart.

Echoing, along with the lovely voice,

The lovely voice of yours.

Even if you are far away,

In the depths of this heart,

Perfectly filled with that gentle smile,

The droplets of my feelings,

Sliding down my cheeks.

Believe me,

I will always be by your side.

Scent

In the deep thick forest,

There is a scent that is really dear,

Try to follow it, I did.

Try to chase it, I did.

Try to find it, I did.

Hopelessly, I walk alone in the scorching sunrise.

While stepping on the ruins,

The ruins of my heart.