Ray breath on my skin
Play with me
I am damp inside
Longing for heat
Blazes and chills
My life shudders
Hope frills
Sunshine follows thunders
Lustre my glee
Magnetic your light
Glow to my plea
Brighten my insight
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Author Archives: natalieken
unburnt
It was fire but it didn’t burn me
Ashes built me
I was on fire
Healing my scars
Scars burnt in ashes
My body reborn
Devoid of pain
Burns killed blemishes
Burnt skin breathed
Air of rapture
As scars healed
In heat of smolder
Breaths excited
In fumes of smoke
Sighs relished
Pain still awake
Fire glows
In my heart
Vapor blows
Smog of rebirth
Universe dwells in heart while mind pours in universe
Universe dwell
In thy heart
Noise on earth fell
Roam but not part
Heart is one
With universe
Matters of ken
Die in remorse
Mind wills
To house universe
Universe denies
Entry of perverse
Pure is heart
Deviated mind
Souls thwart
Beating sound
Shadowy spark
Beware the shadows
May cling to light
Dispersing rays
Hiding the site
Let it follow
Shadow of yesterday
Its Path is hollow
It will only run away
Dark in light
Sparks in dark
Shadow in sight
All view in block
The day
Dark n light
Deep Opponent
Whilst they meet
For dusky twilight
Dream reeks
Solitary Ray
Light sneaks
Path of day
PATH
reborn parade
my steps firm
verve roam
the road reveals
be the road
the road is you
the path runs
inside you
the sand in you
lays the earth
to walk over
to leave footprints
MALALAS OF VAGABOND
In layers of the roof
The one cloth clad
The seams are aloof
Nostalgia so herald
My young girls be seized
Into chains of matrimony
Ambition to thrive ceased
To ‘study’ an irony
I will break the chain
my oath, Muzoon’s
Tutelage’s spell to reign
Over refugee sand dunes
Whatever the sand storm
The immigration may face
My lassies will have platform
to defy illiterate’ Shamal’* terrace
the edge of Zataari**
in the midst of sands
dreading fleeing fury
I got the friendship bands
My inspiring friend
Fills me with ambition
Child marriages to end
To give educationist tradition….
As the vagabond grows
She must not be ignorant
In the immigrant blows
Be the educated fluorescent….
It is the echoing voice
Of two striving Muzoons
The girls will study and rise
In the immigration ruins !!
*Shamal is the name given to the winds that blow in Syria.
**Zataari is the name of the camp in the Jordan desert where Malala and Muzdoon met first time in early 2014 and began their friendship.
THE SIEGE OF SHIA
Play with the gallows
Play adamantly !
Play amid Shitte fellows
Play to death blatantly…
Lay in your grave
Lay down the testimony
Lay wild , die brave
Lay down Saud destiny
Slay Nimr* temerity
Slay your royalty
Slay muslim fraternity
Slay Ummah** unity
Clay around the dead
Clay of admonition
Clay to pay heed
Clay to royal sectarian ..
Say the pieces of clay
Say doom the executioners
Say of Khamenei***
Say with divine thunders
Pay for the martyrdom
Pay with plague affliction
Pay with fate tantrum
Pay for ‘unjust aggression’
Day of execution
Day to burst
Day of inception
Day to royal bust..
May cause holy wars
May break the Ummah
May prick terrors
May besiege Sunni by Shia..
*Nimr was the emiment Shia muslim leader in the eastern Saudi province, executed last Saturday
**Ummah refers to muslim global empire
***Khamenei refers to Iran’s supreme leader , Ayatullah Ali Khamenei
APSACIAN in heaven
my heavenly blood
my blood on green
the last worldly tread
with by oozing vein
my eyes bled
for my brother
the butcher held
the bleeding weather
I can hear the sounds
mother’s howling groan
louder than all hounds
who gave apsac a ruin
the morning of sixteenth
the winds mourn
the bleeding December
green all red and torn
I walk in paradise
with an year’s gleam
today’s sunrise
gives me a dream
my ambition will live
in my living mates
the upcoming dive
rising in shining fates
