The smoke will be inhaled

burned
yearned
it's not my concern
if you failed to learn
you've been warned
the smoke will be burned
the residue of death
psychological theft
the leafs of hell
it wont prevail
can't you tell
no matter what we do
the smoke will be inhaled

when the smoke clears
empty fears
empathetic tears
pathetic peers
estranged for years
rearranged
daddies disappeared
while the enemy cheers
I'm like an empty can of beer

the smoke of nature
when demons are captured
controlled by this rapture
in the hereafter

every night
I end up in the same apartment
empty
alone
wishing I had someone
to hold in my arms
to spend time with
is pain and misery my destiny
will it haunt me forever
will I ever find true love
someone with me
to help me
together

Black Holes

some of these women
are like black holes
sucking everything in
including your soul
they're out of control
vampires with a price
you have to pay for them
to evaporate your life
to suck you dry

they're like trolls
a fist with ten fingers
a foot with ten toes
don't know which way to go
lost
confusion
society's institution
turning tricks
prostitution

that's not the solution
temporary economic satisfaction
the subtraction of the soul
a chemical reaction
you can't control
it's like a railroad with no tracks
eggshells without cracks
the point of no return
can't come back

black holes
the legion of doom
rent them a room
you'll find out soon
your majesty
your highness
I don't want you to get mad at me
but your mind is
in an empirical tragedy
a travesty
It's going to take a miracle
to get you out of this predicament

they're digging for gold
in a sewer without a shovel
the hustle
lips and thighs
hips and lies
the truth's disguise
you'll get your prize
don't be surprised
the consolation
these black holes
will leave your mind froze
your heart cold
they snatched my soul
and took it to bowl
when did these women
become black holes?

copyright Marwan Fateen all rights reserved