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  • almaarchisman 5d

    I have been wearing the ocean all day,
    Now it feels heavy,
    Glittering on my shoulder,
    But burdening me like mountain,
    Like clouds i have climbed so far,
    I dream to fly far and wide,
    And one day when,
    The pain slips away,
    And grace embraces,
    I will dance over the mountains and the oceans,
    Creating mystery and magic.

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 5d

    Like rain searching for its land,
    Like bees giving away to flowers,
    Like sea falling but rising always,
    The birds build their nest,
    They made a bond,
    Soft as cotton candy,
    Pink in love,
    But soon the black clouds drifted,
    The breeze became hurricane,
    Like twigs their home fell apart,
    Lily’s twinkles on the wall shattered,
    She rose in agony,
    Like the wind in barren desert,
    The sand grains shivered and lost,
    Thats when she saw what she held.

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 1w

    The dancing daffodils,
    And blooming blossom cherry,
    The sparkle of the ocean,
    And the clouds on the mountains,
    Melt into time,
    Like the grains of sand dunes,
    But they again show,
    Like the truth,
    Like the presence of crystals in snow,
    Zephyr playing with leaves,
    The spring of love,
    And the dandelion of hope.
    They learn to fly again,
    Beyond the mist,
    To the blue of the sky!

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 1w

    Drizzling became storm
    Moon went back home
    But i stood there with thunder blazing
    Drenched in my blood splitting
    I saw glitter of stars shining
    Even on my torn skin
    Melting into my breathe
    Glinting like hope
    One day i will evanesce
    But they will reminisce
    Will they or will i become lost
    Gone among the stars
    today i longed to bloom
    In their hearts like the sun
    For them to hold me
    Like the sky and the sea.

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 1w

    Cloth drenched,land wet,
    Heart filled with pain,
    Was it me or the rain,
    That longed whom i never met!
    The leaves still,the flowers still,
    Cries of my vessels,only sound,
    Can you hear,its loud,
    That echoed in the vacant,you instil!
    Call the wind and the sea,
    To hear my silence roar,
    Is it my agony or despair reaching its shore,
    That i long hide,but now all can see!

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 1w

    They left,
    Like after the water vamoose the land,
    To the raging sun,burning it all,
    Where her tears stroms in the day,
    And she stares at stars at night,
    Slowly becoming barren.
    But she stood there,
    Soaking in the fire of emotions,
    Slowly caravans walked through her,
    Verocele buzzed,cactuses flourished,
    But she felt ugly,incomplete, not loved.
    Years after years,her rage and gloom,
    Piled in the sand dunes,
    Till she realised,
    She is the grain to land and sea,
    Slowly then she expanded,
    Showing the world her regal raw beauty,
    Releasing what she holds,
    Her worth inimitable.

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 2w

    The fruits were ripe as red,
    The sun bright as hope,
    The land fertile as need,
    The water sweet as cane,
    There my Lord is my home and heart||
    Where compassion was faith,
    Where love breezed through gardens,
    Where promises were kept,
    Where lives bloomed as flowers,
    There my lord,resides my family and friends||
    Where every birth was cradled,
    Where the divisions were murky,
    Where happiness were festivals,
    Where everyday was like a monarch celebration,
    There my Lord, let my people live and grow||

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 2w

    The sun will rise again,
    Our last rose said,
    Years of fight will end,
    And our pride will be restored again||
    We were slaves in our country,
    We were beaten,raped,
    Tortured and hanged,
    In our country||
    But today our last rose fell,
    Painting the snow blood red,
    And the air vexed,
    We ran down with axes & shovels,inflamed||
    There is night & morning,
    Then why are we inferior,
    How our colour,caste,creed,gender,
    Makes us less of being||
    They said peace is lost,
    Well,it was lost the day,
    Suppression seeped into the sunlight of may,
    Today we stand united,galling superiority,
    And thats how they lost,
    United||

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 3w

    Forlorn from home,
    Basking under the hidden sun,
    Weaving the lost delicacies of life,
    I tried to disentangle the entwined relations.
    The waves fell in the shore,
    And left her sands.
    The humid breeze carried me,
    To the long lost dreams,
    Where i had peace and happiness,
    Where once i was a small child.
    The spells of the sea salt,
    Casted me further away,
    To my dreams of independence and freedom,
    Which has now rusted away,
    Under the marriage and family.
    I wept time when they all walked away,
    One by one.
    But all they saw was,
    A tattered cloth,
    Like the one we find always in home.

    ©almaarchisman

  • almaarchisman 3w

    Its all a dream,
    Creamed by illusion of time,
    Garnished by lust,
    Served in wealth!
    Its all a dream,
    With dough of barriers,
    Kneaded with power,
    With salt and sugar of politics!
    Its all a dream,
    Because one day,
    The veil over your eyes will shred,
    Then you will see, you are dust,
    You are the breeze and the sea,
    The core and the sky,
    Belonging to all,
    But of none!