Dheni Aishi

OPEN

The cloud that hangs above you,
Signalling your own misery,
Pull the blanket further up,
No help derived from the mist,
Gloom sets in but the birds chirp,
A town struck but the city thrives,
Abandon all hope, sit in a corner,
Do away hope, write a banner,
"Here lie doom,
Cometh the End"

Isythica Kilburn

BLEAK

Little by little,
We by cross over,
No we cry, yet we are the prey,
That we cannot deny,
Into the darkness, break the mould,
Walk the line again today,
Dimmed we find the difference,
On this moonless night again,
We rise again, with the sun,
Under this dead november sky,
Hope seems to cross us by...

Haris Durrani

Confused

The Lord hath accost me,
Seek the truth and question,
The Lord hath ordered me,
Stop when you lose the truth,
I have percieved,
Dust does make the under go bad,
The Lord hath accost me,
When short, clean the over,

[incomplete]

Adolescence

More than an aperture open wide,
The curtains drawn wide apart,
A revealation filled with angst,
A duality dealt dutifully,
Part one join the other,
Feed, grow and revitalize,
Something taken, something given,
Never realizing, laying thoughts open,
Disembark from this vile platform,
Be a better man, accept the fate

Isythica Kilburn

Tirade

Dellusions of duplicity I recieve,
This thunderous tirade does degrade,
The soul I posses,
When will they stop to harass,
Temporal scintillations of misery,
I wonder if they enjoy this revelry

Mountains of pain hath I crossed,
Eons of neglect passed,
Still I do not understand,
What is the meaning of thy utter stand?
Wht the revalorizations and dissolution,
Is it that you don't want to or know not the solution?

God give me mercy,
God show me the way,
I cannot and they will not,
Find us a way, for your slave fears his existence.

These feelings I feel within,
These inhabitations that I encounter,
Thwart me they not, strengthen they my armor,
Fool thou art, to think that I enamor,
Any moment of this foolhardy life I live,

Live not this life at all do I,
Live it for God do I,

Hate not the ones, who rebuke me,
Love not the ones, who befriend me,
Good is evil, evil is good,
Trust not the one who belong to this world of thee,

Dark hatred is, but use it you must,
Weakness joy is, power darkness is!
Mists of confusion I create, clouds of ambiguity I lift,
Choose what you may, live you will not what you lay,

Hate not these words I say,
The truth do I say,
Live not this life,
For this is not a life at all.

Haris Durrani

ALONE

On this estuary by the river,
I stand as if on nothing at all,
Distant from the edge,
Distinct on the waterfall,
The whistling wind, the bubbling water,
Calmness surrounds me,
A peculiar perception of thought,
Makes me wonder where everyone else is lost,
Its like living a dream,
A perpetual existence,
Looking out, wondering, standing confused,
Seeing everything around me,
Like living a dream,
A dream within a dream

Haris Durrani

GOD

Mysteries of a different kind, forsaken lore,
Boxes of unkowns opened whole,
Nothing seen in between,
Cause of many a misery,
Help me cross the land,
Help me across the bridge,
Someone show me to the light,
The tools I seek,
Money, math and a brilliant mind,
Time in between, constrained and entwined,
My eyes do not see, echoes unheard, hands touching ether, the
incadescent smell,
Nonsense from the lips, a closed mind,
Binding, winding, entwined,
Inextricably castrated,
This reality,
Join my hand now, make a resolve,
Better left for now,
Whats point of breaking the north,
When in the pocket you find the south,
Forces around me, fields surrounding me,
Energies controlling me,
I stagger to comprehend all these memories,
Matter and energy dissolving,
Not my cup of a tea,
All a big singularity,
Questions asked,
The lights on the bend,
I sigh again,
[silence]
One single cause,
One single despair,
A singular plight of pain,
My history,
Water flowing from a peutery,
[silence]
Yet the memory remains,
The processes unexplained,
All this unerving,
Unravelling blasphemy this constant bickering,
Mysteries,
This singularity!

Haris

ROSE

A dark rose she presents,
Black as can be,
Symbol of devotion in all,
Proud to be the pride,
Mystique, intrigue, divine in all,
Hath not they seen beyond the line,
master of the devil,
Intricate me a dare,
Mice and all, bless me be,
A cartoon I see,
Sought beyond the boundary,
Writings begin now,
Age of lore started ago,
[silence]
Life can be a bitch,
It can carry a bite,
Shit can happen,
Misery can drench,
Fate can entwine,
Good can be bad,
I may be right!
[silence]
Sigh
The heavens cry,
Make the misery go by,
We wish it could be done,
Give the steak well done,
Raw is the deal,
Makes one feel,
Like the lettering,
Allows one all the bickering,
Twisting, flickering,
Mind the ring...

Haris

INTRIGUE

Half a dozen cooked up splines,
Chopped and baked in pine,
Reddened to a certain time,
Until no more it can hold mine,
Revise the recipie,
Reinvent the conspiracy,
Harmless thought gone undone,
Much a do about less than a ton,
See the stars, seek the moon,
See the moon, seek the sun,
See the sun, seek the one,
forlorn I am,
By all this intrigue.

Isythica Kilburn

CART

Wash the cart of the filth,
Roll it along another path,
Scones and cakes kept inside,
Mildew herbs make a medicine immense,
Praise the blacksmith,
Maker of things so great,
I am here,
Announce to the streets,
The silence has ended,
The man has emerged,
Chanting his wares, the ward has returned,
Memories of a distant land he brings,
Trinkets from a far away time,
Listen to his tales,
Awe inspired heated arguements,
Things of gold, of pleasures unknown,
Pieces of silk, juices of joy,
Much is withheld with what he seeks,
Entinced are the young boys to join him,
The locals will coin him,
A great man that passed,
He rolls his cart to the end,
Another town he has to visit,
His tracks forlorn, the sand rising,
Joy has returned to town,
[] Joy has passed through the town

Isythica Kilburn

MANTRA

Jesus, Mary and Joseph,
Whispers...
That's enough!
NO!
Evil eye on blood is fed.
Hold on fast till death is past.
Exorcise the devil from this child.
Goat read, on wood fed, hold on fast.
Head and tail, evil eye release this child.
Cast the devil into the wild

Folklore

DESTINY

The path he wrote forked into millions,
Travelled upon by many, never questioned,
I feel the pain, I feel the heat,
I want to scream, I want to weep,
Make me go again, do the same,
I want to live a lie again,
I want to be aborn again,
This time I will challenge,
This time I will try,
This time I will follow,
The hate, the screams,
The vibe within my mind,
I feel the need for a new seed,
This cannot be it, cannot be true,
I feel the need, I feel the heat,
I want to be broken,
I want to be reborn

Isythica Kilburn

SALVATION

The sun arises by the mountain side,
The rays diminish the wayside,
I search and I find,
Worshipping the ground she treads on,
A strong presence, the nerve unending,
The pain and the spirit amongst,
Alright everything is by the water,
Devotion to the one she calls on,
My love my own, my precious,
My salvation......
The vermin of the mind, like cats abhorred,
Enjoy the theft, mind left empty,
Seek once more, be left behind,
The young hallways of valor,
A clement peace of mind,
My salvation......
Past gone by with the wind,
Latent habit smitten by habit,
More and more an encounter,
Seek within the poor sack,
A predicament fired upon a layer,
Novel indeed, my salvation....

Isythica Kilburn

ARABIC

In this binding time,
Of mastery and history,
The words refuse to rhyme,
Many different lores, stories filled with pores,
The holy chime,
Is sounding, in the hallways bellowing,
This life I choose to mime,
Fighting it out, quarrelling about,
Messing around, on the ground,
Lighting flames, making blames,
Peeling the skin, reeling in pain,
The discovery continuing, a quest never ending,
Standing at heaven's door, Im just wondering,
Lots of little niceties, misconcieved antiqueties,
Picking the lock to hell I am, all I did was pondering,
Maybe its all well, inadverent, cold and dull

Haris

DRENCH

Feelings in the fly,
Bound by the sky, little by little,
Twisted and round, feeling going bound,
Making me cry, making we weep,
Board the plank, hoard the cash,
So much, so many, far apart making me cry,
CLoud the dreams, cloud the sky,
Break the bond, Break the cycle,
Make amends do the dance,
Leave the shell into the well,
A bottom so deep, a bottom far away,
Pound from above, pound from below,
Hate the one, hate the few,
Become the many, do the many,
All around me, surrounding, circulating,
Stimulating, vitalizing, envigorating,
This world...
This world....

Isythica Kilburn

BLACK

Mistakes I have made in my life I accept,
Bygones in the wind that recedes with the summers,
Influenced I was by the devil's dance,
An illicit expression of lust it was,
Reformed I thought I was,
Thoughts were mine, my mind I controlled,
Champions of misery, vagabonds of loss,
I was but a pawn, a plan supreme,
These sights I will not bear, this plea I shall not hear,
Reformed I thought I was,
Laid eyes upon you before that it was,
The feelings come back, they haunt me again,
Lose control once more, goto the side,
The winds have picked up again, the snow shall fall,
The white has gone, black I see again......

Isythica Kilburn