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