Monday, June 16, 2014

I am not your enemy...

First steps on the soft earth,
Felt like a surprise,
First words said hello,
With pleasant evergreen smiles…

First Sun, rose so high,
It made our minds bright,
A shower of expectations,
And then came the first night..

When we had our first fight…

First tears that broke the silence,
Clear Brush strokes of violence,
The eclipsing of the dark side,
Revealing primal qualities.
First rush of sadness and disbelif,
Rising waves of anger and madness,
We saw it all, but we failed to see,
I am not your enemy…

First steps, in the aftermath,
Clearing a path, we still stand,
We cleared our home, but we still find
The enemy, hidden in our mind.
First lie and our first weakness,
Brought in the world, its first sickness,
What we have become,
And what else is to come…

Can we tell what is wrong from right,
Or we have just lost our sight.
Can we ever be what we are meant to be,
And fight the true enemy..
That lies within us, deep inside,
We may look in the mirror, we may find
The answer to this disharmony,
And realize..

First tears that broke the silence,
Clear Brush strokes of violence,
The eclipsing of the dark side,
All the things inside of me.
First rush of sadness and disbelif,
Rising waves of agony,
We saw it all, but we failed to see,
Now I see…
I am not your enemy…


Arsh...

Between the Sun and the Past…

A tale of blood and glory,
It may be another sad story,
Since the life has begun,
I am facing the turbulence.

Miles and miles of weight behind me,
And if I fall no one to find me,
I find another end,
Where the sea hits me, and I defend…

So I push harder, and I fly,
My destination beyond this sky,
Another enemy, an obstacle,
I find myself…

(I am) caught between the Sun and the Past,
These raging tides, they make me blind,
My visions still last…
Caught between the Past and the Sun,
This moment is a receding one,
And another has begun…


Finding a way through this
Burning/ from both sides
Memories churning/ my cold mind
Who I became/the light is
Darker and it fades

My past, my present,
And revelations of the future,
And I know what becomes,
Of the many, I hold dear…

I push harder,
To breach the fiery wall,
Burning from both sides,
This enemy I can still fight…

(I am) caught between the Sun and the Past,
These raging tides, they make me blind,
My visions still last…
Caught between the Past and the Sun,
This moment is a receding one,
And another has begun…


Arsh…

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Ascending...


Near the very end now,
Near to where the land meets the sky..
What am I to find?

The path has ended here,
Or this direction takes me high,
This hope I cannot deny..

So,
Follow me now,
Don’t look down till we have,
Breached the sky and clouds..
And look around.
Humans and angels,
Rising along with our sound,
Our Spirits Ascending…

We’ve followed them for long
And they lead us into the ground,
We follow them no more.

Broken and beaten,
And taught us that silence was sound,
We left our weaknesses behind that door..

Alas we have climbed out
Of our rabbit hole..
Follow me now,
Don’t look down till we have,
Breached the sky and clouds..
And look around.
Humans and angels,
Rising along with our sound,
Our Spirits Ascending…


Arsh…