the last minute

it's about what you feel when people bring you down

Empty eyes, looking right through me

every hidden secret to unfold.

"there is nothing left of you''

they whisper in my head

'give yourself to immortal sleep,

live the last seconds

say the last goodbye''

 

 

Now the scars are open wide

blood swallows every land

drowning within my own pain

i struggle just to stay around

 

 

but their icy hands chain me tight

they all keep pulling, pulling me down

both the angels and the devils

no one stayed to save me now

 

 

thus i shout with all my might

i'm not done of being alive

to see the sun for one more moment

the graceful rays across the sky

to feel the warmth on my cold skin

and with my eyes behold the light

both the angels and the devils

stand and watch me reach the ground

laying lifeless in the bottom

as the world dissolves to ash.

 

Author's Note

when the words keep bringing you down, just look up, because only the ripe tree gets thrown with rocks.

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

I come from a bloody land with its own civil war too. I dreamed of a land where we all sleep in peace and harmony without hate or intolerance towards each other where the Eagles fly to their summits and the fish swim to their destiny... Amoving peace since I lived in Lebanon's civil war and felt the pain and suffering of all ...:)

[Salar Majak]

i know how you feel, i'm living it, the war of Syria, although i'm in Turkey right now, my heart aches every single moment of every single day, and my eyes never get to dry, peace? what is that? i'm not able to tell any more.
thanks a lot for reading :) i'm glad you like it
i'm sorry you had to go through the Lebanon war, i was too young to realize it back then, but now, i just can say that i feel your pain :)

[Sami Khalil]

It shaped who I'm with my lost childhood . I feel what you are going through and I pray for a peaceful solution to all...Thank you too fro feeling my pain...:)

[Salar Majak]

:) always, thanks a lot i hope there will be a solution but my Syria is dead already, pain is something we've become professionals with XD
lost childhood, it just hurts.

[Sami Khalil]

Yes . It does. That is why poetry is my medecine...:)

[de_maruf]

Aspects of institutions

Although individual, formal organizations, commonly identified as "institutions," may be deliberately and intentionally created by people, the development and functioning of institutions in society in general may be regarded as an instance of emergence; that is, institutions arise, develop and function in a pattern of social self-organization, which goes beyond the conscious intentions of the individual humans involved.
As mechanisms of social interaction, institutions are manifest in both formal organizations, such as the U.S. Congress, or the Roman Catholic Church, and, also, in informal social order and organization, reflecting human psychology, culture, habits and customs, and encompassing subjective experience of meaningful enactments. Most important institutions, considered abstractly, have both objective and subjective aspects: examples include money and marriage. The institution of money encompasses many formal organizations, including banks and government treasury departments and stock exchanges, which may be termed, "institutions," as well as subjective experiences, which guide people in their pursuit of personal well-being. Powerful institutions are able to imbue a paper currency with certain value, and to induce millions into cooperative production and trade in pursuit of economic ends abstractly denominated in that currency's units.[citation needed] The subjective experience of money is so pervasive and persuasive that economists talk of the "money illusion" and try to disabuse their students of it, in preparation for learning economic analysis.[citation needed]

[InsanityWriter]

Powerful. Excellent write. :)

[Salar Majak]

thanks!! i'm glad you like it

[AWickedMoon]

A beautiful revolt against depression.

[Salar Majak]

hehe glad you think so
thanks

[eagle style]

like it.....very nice

[Salar Majak]

thanks

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

Considering the political tensions in the place where you live, this poem makes perfect sense!

[Salar Majak]

thanks

[DriDri]

Really Nice poem !

[Salar Majak]

thank you!

[DriDri]

Really nice poem !

[Cara]

awwww, cool sis
amazing write

[Salar Majak]

thanks sis

[MAC]

love the way you describe struggle. an excellent write

[Salar Majak]

thanks a lot :D i'm glad you like it!!!!

[MAC]

very much and you are welcome

[Chris]

How different we aren't... when anyone actually gets down to it.

[Salar Majak]

:D yeah, we're all alike when it comes to that point, depression, people, and words
thanks alot for reading!!! i'm really glad you like it!

[Chris]

I hope you are doing well... life is as we live it.

[Salar Majak]

:) yeah, it is isn't it? the clay that we shape, some one once told me
i'm doing well, thanks :)

[Chris]

I think YOU are the one that best knows how you are doing...

Our world is what we know best and yet sometimes we become aliens by leaving what we had for what we haven't.

[Salar Majak]

XD
i completely agree with you, sometimes you just can't help but feeling that you don't belong, even though you try really really hard to fit in, to find a place in that big picture of life.
i know what you mean, excactly!

[Chris]

Welcome to Writer's Cafe Miss.

[Salar Majak]

thank you for that!