Heart of stone

Recently I came across a stone, which had a heart shaped mark on its center . I looked at it for a long time, I wanted that heart to start beating , I wanted the stone to start feeling emotions, I wanted to show the world its not just hard stone, it has a heart filled with feelings, it feels pain and at times shed tears even if they are internal, but it never ticked even once 

But it did show me, my reflection on its shinny surface 

Uninvited Guest

I never invited you

Why you keep. Knocking on the door?

I feel the dread when I hear your foot steps

As if a demonic shadow inside me waking up

I don’t want to be possessed by a demon 

I don’t want to lose myself 

I feel like chocking as if I am drowning 

Somebody save me , anyone

Pull me out of this darkness

Its so foggy I cant see anything

I am falling deeper and deeper 

I might get lost in a place of no return 

Someone help me 

I don’t want to open the door 

Uninvited guest

I never invited you

Why you keep. Knocking on the door?

I feel the dread when I hear your foot steps

As if a demonic shadow inside me waking up

I don’t want to be possessed by a demon 

I don’t want to lose myself 

I feel like chocking as if I am drowning 

Somebody save me , anyone

Pull me out of this darkness

Its so foggy I cant see anything

I am falling deeper and deeper 

I might get lost in a place of no return 

Someone help me 

I don’t want to open the door 

Drop of water

A drop of water from the well of my being …..

  From the well of being, bucket of water was filled, and pulled up into my conscious mind. I sat there looking at the surface, ripples appearing and disappearing at periphery making many images on the surface of my mind.

I saw many faces so familiar to me, as if they are living and breathing inside me. 

I am not sure if they were me or not, but i can hear them talking to me. 

each has a story to tell, and I am part of their story. and they are all part of my story. 

some times our eyes meet and we just stare at each other, not knowing what to say or how to say, but eyes can read the silence and so can heart . So I am hoping you are able to read me, even though i don’t say much .

AK

Time

Usually time pass by paying no heed to anything or anyone, but that day, it stopped for a second, looked at me and started laughing pointing its finger towards me, saying, you are so stupid, don’t you know , never share your feelings with anyone, now that you have made the mistake , you will be punished .

I was sitting in my chair looking outside , trying to make sense of what was going on, suddenly, time started to wrap it self around my heart, squeezing it, I felt suffocated unable to breath, I don’t know how long it continued, I felt at mercy of time, finally time let go of my heart.

I know now, to be extra careful, no one is worthy of trust. People want what they want and once taken they move on. If you let them enter your heart, they will enter with dirty shows and then blame you of being dirty .

Ak

Hidden

Image

Inversely Compatible

Have you ever seen a tear smiling ?

or a smile with tears in its eyes ?

Have you ever seen a Joy with ache in its heart

Or heart filled with Joy

Have you ever seen pain in ecstatic dance

Or ecstasy rising from the pits of despair ?

meaningless words

or silence full of messages

life wasted

or life lived in a single moment

?

Asma Kareem

Day after day

When I was in my 20’s, I use to wonder, how my life will unfold, 10 or 20 years from now. I had no idea about the ups and downs of life that was ahead of me then. After been through so much, I still feel there is a lot ahead of me yet to come, am I ready ? I don’t know, I guess no one is , but we are resilient beings and just keep going no matter what, like breathing, day after day after day, trying to stand up every morning from that bed, taking one step after another, splash of water on the face, looking into our own eyes in the mirror, staring and thinking who are you ? and what happened to me ? did I got lost somewhere along the way ……….

Next page

Will it be darkness filled with red eyed monsters

Will it be thunder and lightening , perhaps flash flood warning

Will it be silence filled with screaming loneliness

an old lady sitting in the corner staring outside with empty eyes, holding a picture of her family

Or may be a free fall from the top of cliff with a feeling of last breath leaving the lungs

Will it be numbness , a body, a robotic mind just going on with life

Or it be early signs of spring, tiny daffodil leaf emerging from frozen ground

Perhaps one last meeting with you before we depart

what will it be ?

Fog

My heart use to be a place full of sunny days, where countless fragrant colored flowers bloomed all year long , butterflies’s heaven it was. Some days were cloudy as well, but clear as crystal , I could see for miles, those lush green mountains surrounding the valley that carried the sparkling blue water in its lap. A place where I could go and stay for as long as I wanted, full of clean fresh air, filled with oxygen .

My heart is now all foggy, it has the strange smell of mystery now, I can’t see too far, at night it gets even more dark. I am sure, someone else lives there now, I can hear the sobing, but since I can’t see , I don’t know who is that. At times it pulls me in, but I try not to stay for too long. Since you have departed and left me here on earth, my heart has become a hunted place.

~ Ak

Ghost trough trees in mysterious forest with fog on Halloween

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