Inspired by Kristy Rulebreaker's "The wind has lost his mind"

Haunted by the infinite

Presence of your spirit

Your echo takes all forms

Within my visionary domes

My dreams try to restrict

A part of me so addict

Constantly seeing you

Within the morning dew

Do come to me again

Or I might go insane

Please don't leave me alone

As I sit by your tombstone

With bouquets just for you

Embracing the morning dew

© A Furious Child

Link to "The wind has lost his mind" by +Kristy Rulebreaker  : 

http://kristypoems.blogspot.com/2014/12/the-wind-has-lost-his-mind.html

Fireworks

This poem is about a crime committed against an old friend. Her story is not over...

Can you see me?

Look at me!

You’ve lit a flame in me,

Set the fuse,

Held the torch,

Swore eternal love for me,

Promised to protect me.

I’ve always planned to love

Before you took my hearth.

I had a dream

To be my beloved’s wife,

To bear his offspring,

To care for him,

And cherish every moment

I spend with him…

One day,

Just a single moment,

When people were far away,

A monster in the night,

You stole away my purity,

In the dead of night.

Couldn’t comprehend,

What was happening to me.

Could never understand,

Your shamelessness!

You were the wolf

In sheep's skin,

Only I could see

Through your disguise…

Years of abuse,

And insecurity,

Neglect and fear.

Years of lies,

Piling up,

Clotting my growth,

Crippling my mind,

Demolishing my happiness…

I draw air

But can’t breathe.

It grows slowly

Inside me.

A spark of fury.

My suspended mourning

For a youth stolen,

For an innocence tainted,

For a soul scarred…

Look at me now!

As I blast

Before the whole world,

Telling of your sins

Against a ten year old,

Against your flesh

And your blood,

Against your first

And only

Daughter.

Can you see me?

The ghost of your sin

Will scatter in all corners

Let the truth shine

Lighting the darkness

Caused by your lies…

My truth

Forever shines…

Can you see

My shimmering

Bravery?

Can you see me?

© A Furious Child, 26 October 2014.

Alive

You find yourself

Fighting

Constantly

That eternal internal battle...

The line between 

Good and evil

Often blurs

Living among people

Reminding of a painful past_

An even more painful future

Yet to come

Let us try

Just once_

Seeing the light

Without closing our eyes_

To curve 

A truthful smile

Let us

Just once

Stop mourning

A childhood

Broken by

Harassment and

Hatred...

Let us join

Hands

In joy

To have

Survived...

We

Are 

Alive!

© A Furious Child

Aching...

I would love to find comfort in the emptiness of my dreams, but I don't. It hurts that my inability to roam the realm of unreality cripples my mind. I cannot rely on my brain to work or function at all. It's as though I'm losing a part of my intelligence, my wit, and I can't do anything about it. I'm helpless. I'm maddened by the weakness I feel. My head hurts immensely, and no pain killers relief the ache. 

Dreamless Nights

Oh, Dreamless nights!

Why haunt me with hollowness?

Wasn't long since you kept your distance.

Now you steal my plots,

Plagiarize my stories,

Block my visions,

Crown my villains,

Cage my victims,

And kill my heroes!

Oh, remove your claws,

Demolish all laws,

Defy gravity,

And deny Sanity...

Unleash my beloved Dreams!

Let them Rule all dimensions!

Give them Wings of Freedom

To soar in God's endless Kingdom!

© A Furious Child, 2014

A Decision Must Be Made...

They look at you as though you're mad...

A mad world that judges your purity...

Self-righteous men and women,

Lie, steal, murder, destroy, rape...

How very animalistic of a world!

God gave us a chance to be

Who we truly are...

He gave us a chance to choose

Who we want to be...

The world chooses to take away

My freedom to find my becoming...

You look at me as though I'm mad

Because I speak of dreams and hopes...

You look at me as though I'm mad

As I dare to utter the truth...

You call me a liar...

You believe the real liar...

He wears a mask of righteousness...

People do not move or blink...

Watching as my freedom is taken...

Watching as my sanity is breakin'...

They cannot believe my cries...

They hold back my tries

To make this world better...

I gaze upon this world...

There is evil everywhere...

There is goodness everywhere...

One must decides

Which path to walk down...

Beauty everywhere I look...

Foulness everywhere I see...

A decision must be made...

© A Furious Child 

To Our Countries لبلادي

Spirited Jameel

That soul,
The spirit which screams in muffled silence.
That body,
The physical entity that dissipates by death.
That ghost,
The memory of the person that once was.

A photo in my dreams takes me back
To ages gone by,
We met on that street
Shaded with a single tree;
You wore black,
For he had passed
And I did not know...

"Why did you disappear for years?"
I know you thought that
I thought it too...

I called and called,
I dreamt of you,
I saw your happiness in my visions.
Your agony, though,
I only saw in the heat of that summer day
And the shade of that tree...

I never met him,
The little man with great faith.
I never saw his face
Or heard his voice.
I never learned from him
Or witnessed his pain,
Yet I miss him
For you...

I know you're in pain,
For there's a hole in your chest
Where he used to live.
He is a part of you
That'll never disappear.
His spirit visits your dreams
And kisses your tears away
Smiling all the way
As he did when he left...

Breathe, my dearest, for he is never gone.
See, my darling, he has wings in heaven.
Smile, my love, for he is always spirited.


© A Furious Child 

For my Sanaria...

Inspired by R.G KIRK’s WHISPER

That wavering tune inside my head

Living deep within the darkness,

Hiding its truest purpose,

Had once more resurfaced…

Streaming away in rivers of sand,

Leaving all in absolute chaos

To torment my bleeding heart...

Slowly stripping away all sanity,
Down a stream moves so subtly
To reawaken a voice so tiny

And of past faults reminds me...

I shall live with all regrets,

And dance in old outfits…

And singing along, my vanity,

Atones for years with no memory

Of loved ones so long gone

And lost souvenirs set on stone…

© A Furious Child (July 3, 2014)

Link to WHISPER by R.G KIRK: 

https://plus.google.com/102658003698174148695/posts/2y5qBAkjuX1

Infinity!

I am my body,

I am my mind,

I am my soul...

I am a swaying line

Of infinite existence.

I am the mother 

That mourns her child.

I am the buried child

Under wreckage of greed,

Of hatred...

I lived, 

So peaceful in my mind,

I died,

Bombing above my head.

I shed my tears,

I lived,

Aimlessly, it may seem.

From a stony land

I turned to sand,

I drew the lines

Of my destiny.

You are my savior,

I pray to You,

And only You,

Gave peace 

To my heart,

While Zion sent

All those missiles

Trying to end me.

Failure is her mistress

For eternity!

I live forever,

Unharmed by her hatred,

Unarmed by steel,

I live in the garden

Of heavenly splendor

For eternity.

I am my body,

I am my mind,

I am my soul...

I am one swaying line

Of infinity.

© A Furious Child 

Malady

My malady,

Reaching from a hidden place,

Unseen by Human eyes,

Lifting all pain and despair - 

I wait for it to come,

I ask for its healing promise.

I linger in the dark,

I receive it -

With a sharp inhale of surging power.

I truly feel completely alive!

© A Furious Child 

Blue

Blue is the color of my reality,

So true and kind,

Blue is the sky, the sea.

Blue is my life, my world.

Blue is my dream.

Blue is the air I breathe,

Filling me with life.

Blue is the eternal love.

Blue is my beauty, my serenity.

Blue is my happiness.

© A Furious Child 

Wings Missing

When did I get here?
There's a hole in my heart
Leaking out my life-juice
I cannot find my wings
I need to fly away
And roam in the wonders
Of this wide world
I soar in between my reality
And my dream
Never belonging
To one place
Always longing
For the hidden world
Inside my mind
I live happily as far away
Never too far, always close.

Ground is my feet
Sky is my head
Endless is my being.

©A Furious Child 

Dreams & Songs

I heard it for the first time,

The voice of my love.

It sang a lullaby of such sweetness,

I couldn’t even move.

It filled me with something.

I often question the real source

Of human emotion.

It puzzles me how the physical

Is purely affected by the untouchable.

How gloriously they combine

And fill our existence,

As though we were but a void,

An empty space,

A meaningless shell.

We suddenly have a purpose,

To love and live and sing and dance,

To smile for a cruel world,

That in any given moment

Could shoot us down.

Yet it never can smother our dreams,

For dreams are eternal.

They exist and fill the void.

They make our world iridescent.

Dreams are our inheritance to humanity.

So yes, my friend, we are joint,

By our love for goodness,

By our never-ending dreams.

Sing again, my love.

Sing and haunt the universe.

Sing and dream forever.

© A Furious Child