Author: Shakilla Akmal
Poetry
Song of Sorrow
Beneath the moon's soft and eerie gleam,
I confide secrets, kept in a hidden scheme.
This inner ailment, my weight to endure,
Concealed from loved ones, in misery, I'm sure.
Conversations strained, words I can't convey,
The pressure building with each passing day.
Suffocating thoughts, they never cease,
A cage of despair, my heart's release.
Exhaustion consumes, a relentless tug,
I yearn to escape, break free from this lug.
Their sadness may linger, but it's my plea,
To find solace in darkness, to finally be free.
Though tears may flow, when I finally depart,
This choice offers respite, a brand-new start.
For if I linger, the sadness will cling,
A lifetime of mourning, a bird with a broken wing.
For in this darkness, I see the light,
An escape from endless, ...
Encounter
In a universe where slumber's veil did gently sway,
She stumbled upon a bronze figure, guided by reverie's way.
Together they nestled in a bed of moon's soft grace,
And as the night wore on, their spirits did embrace.
With the break of dawn, he stirred from his repose,
Moved toward the window, where the morning light rose.
There, he stood, a silhouette in the sun's gentle glare,
His skin aglow, a shimmering, radiant affair.
Yet his face remained elusive, obscured by the haze,
A handsome beauty, caught in a mystic daze.
She inquired, "Who are you?" with a curious plea,
He smirked, whispered, "Time will set you free."
A promise hung in the air, like a whispered refrain,
As he turned away, left her in wonder and pain.
"We shall cross paths once more," he did proclaim,
Leaving her with longing, longing for...
Drown
At midnight, I found myself ensnared, a captive in a glass domain,
My limbs bound tight with ropes, a chilling, eerie, haunting chain.
Within this fragile prison, my heart began to race,
As water swelled around me, an impending drowning chase.
Helplessness and fear, my constant, haunting guide,
As the glass box filled relentlessly, a rising, murky tide.
The water climbed, relentless, to the very top at last,
And in that suffocating moment, all seemed to be surpassed.
I gasped for breath, but air was a memory so remote,
In the watery abyss, I sought for a lifeline, a hopeful note.
Yet, dreams are cruel architects, weaving tales surreal,
For as the water claimed my essence, it was not the final seal.
I woke, but not to freedom, another cycle soon began,
Drowned once more in agony, in a watery, endless span.
Ages passed in moments, a never-ending plight,
Cerberus
In the realm of dreams, a tale unfolds,
Of a beast with eyes of fiery red, stories untold,
Its fur, black as night, with a touch of gold's grace,
A face like a rift, with flame's fiery embrace.
Its body, like cooled lava, a molten sea,
With cracks revealing fires, a burning mystery,
Flames spat and hissed, in an unholy dance,
In the midst of fog, a spectral, eerie trance.
In the shrouded mists, it prowled with might,
Three red eyes afar, in the spectral night's light,
But as I neared, the illusion did recede,
Two eyes remained, in my heart's wild stampede.
Diamond claws, nails that glitter and gleam,
A creature of wonder, from the land of dream,
No matter where I fled, it was always there,
A relentless hunter, in my darkest nightmare.
Fear gripped my heart, life hanging by thread,
As the beast closed the d...
Midnight Tale
In the quiet realm of midnight's hush,
A crow, by moonlight, did softly brush,
Through the open window, it did descend,
A curious visitor, a feathered friend.
Its obsidian plumage, a cloak of night,
In the pale moon's glow, a mystic sight,
Yet in its gaze, I found no fear,
Just a sense of knowing, strangely near.
In the room's soft embrace, we met,
A bond unspoken, a chance to beget,
I offered morsels, a gesture kind,
As if our fates in the stars aligned.
With gentle croaks, it spoke to me,
In dreamscape's tongue, a mystery,
A tale of shadows, a journey vast,
In that sacred moment, our friendship cast.
Through the window's pane, the night did pass,
As we shared secrets in the quiet glass,
A crow, a dream, a friendship found,
In the realm of d...
Papa
The sun shined bright
Radiating my skin
Yet the future is dark
Deep within
But hope remained my last thing
Papa, are you still in pain?
Part of me went with you
Still I breath like a lost winter, a forgotten dream
It's exhausting
Fighting a long lost battle
Still wanting and needing
Gone yet still by my side
I imagine you're still here
Still smiling and laughing
I knew it wasn't real
But I kept on dreaming
I wish I was there
The minute you said goodbyes
I wish you're still here
Right here by my side
I wonder sometimes what could've been
If we never met
Would I still feel all the pain?
Will I still feel your heart beat?
It's been months since you left this world
I miss your joke and all your words
The memories and pain I endure
The Devil's Waltz
The rise of the fallen
The ashes will be woken
And I'll awaits for his return
Precious things lay hidden
Of cloudless horizon and darkest hour
No time to grab the four-leaf clover
The Devil's will come for your firstborn son
Mark your door with the raven sign
The building is empty but she's not alone
Follow the crow he wants to be known
Deal with him the rest of your life
Because you're the sins that keeps him alive
Pierce my skin and tear out my heart
Hide the dagger kept it tucked away
Keep my soul as a piece of art
Cause I will come for you one day
There's a place where sinners go
You will not find it in any lore
They'll welcome you with an open arm
Do you hear the whisper, come to me son
Follow the strains dance of the damned
Almost bloodlust it begun
...
The Fallen
D, I hadn't talked to you in so long
Contemplating whether I belong
I keep crashing into waves
Without my bearings, without my compass
D, I live in a world as big as the sea
In me, Ebbing, back and forth
I'm begging you to guide me
Like those years when you were my true North
That I could always steer for home
You were always there whenever I felt alone
D, I'm drowning helplessly waiting for you
My knees are bruised from kneeling to you
Won't you drag the sea and save my soul?
Won't you fill in the grave of this empty hole?
D, I'm breathing in a world of fiction
My skin are written in a million question
It's funny how we desire lives beyond our reach
How we crave for love meant for others to beseech
D, where's the key out from this dark cellar?
Our world are divided with broken bottles...
Μας
We keep searching for the one
Yet despise everyone
We often take all things for granted
And consistently seek a second chance
We keep seeking answers afar
Avoiding what's right where we are
We dream to be in a better place
With the comfort of a familiar face
We yearn to be side by side listening to Mozart's
But you can't unscar a broken heart
We wish we were in the past
Yet disregard the Holocaust's sorrow cast
We daydream of the '60s, so serene
When life seemed simpler, pristine
We acknowledge we're capable of more
But neglect the wisdom others implore
We would fight and tear the world apart
Maybe I was absent or listening to fast
Bury those sadness in your eyes
Because darling, this too shall pass