How the End Ends

It’s about all the things we want to say;

All the things we want others to hear;

All what the words can never convey.

The same thing we feel every day:

It’s in the stars written,

In our Eyes and tears hidden,

It’s in the heart, in the beats,

It’s in the wishes,

In the miracles,

It’s in the urge to unleash,

It’s in the might of letting go

What is beyond what we can see.

The onomatopoeia that is in whisper,

The metonymy of freedom,

The Juxtaposition in Jerusalem-

Its east and west combined together-

It’s in the desires,

The broken heart,

The falling pieces of the mind.

When everything disappears,

When you only have the courtesy of love:

And find that love has none.

It’s that moment when you are chained,

You are brought to the ground,

You faint,

You are weak,

You are incapable of controlling your own breath!

You are unable to sleep,

Unable to dream,

Unable to forget,

Unable to remember.

There is nothing you can do!

If you are lucky, you can’t even watch.

Blinded with the sky out there getting darker;

It gets darker and darker;

The seas get stronger and stronger,

And the tide is the controller.

The life you whimper about:

When a child,

A grown,

When, at last, dead.

The moon that you make tremble

When you move.

The touch of rain,

The pile of water,

The dew of heaven,

The skies cracked,

The walls grey,

No black!

No white!

All have the same color.

The lights go off,

Curtains go up,

You stand,

You take a bow,

You say your name,

Starting with its last.

They greet you with applause,

The theatre says: closed,

And they forget

That night;

They move on.

For a moment, you are no longer there;

You are a shadow of a shadow;

You are brought to the clay;

Soon the rest of the world joins

And nothing we have gained but

Grief and Wars

Lots of dead: young and men.

Forever empty wombs, that’s what we end up with.

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