Bayte..

I miss the smell of home, the walls are empty,

The hearth is cold...

The lust is ashes

My heart only craves the points of the swords, not rage, not sorrow

I can't hear the feathery steps..that smiling river

My only pleasure is death and it cant come wither

What curse killed that kindling warmth

What human folly

What has been undone can be back jolly?

The only soothing sound is my armor, clashing

In a desperate run of whimsical crave

What now, what never ..could I answer more

or should leave for time to reveal its lore?

Insatiable

It could be knowledge it could be thrill

Just give me something new to kill

Dive my teeth in endless anger

Bedazzle me, give me answers

New worlds to see to places to conquer

Quench my thirst, feed my hunger

With words of worlds unreachable

My soul is a beast insatiable

Touch of a feather

That sweet strange smell
That light I can’t tell
And words unspoken
With warmth are laden
And I still wonder
What made me fonder
Of that heart of hers
The light she shines in
The rivers within
That peace she brings
When she laughs and sings
Oh! Silence converse
Of whispering whims
And dreams take longer
The night will ponder
On sanity’s rims
To covet a verse
I hold on so dear
And joy rips a tear
From my beaten weather
She takes out the fear
Exiling the curse
With a touch of a feather

Un Soir

Un soir de ces soirs où je te sens plus
Ou tu n'es plus là
Arrêtes
Je veux revoir ce que tu es dedans
Me voir
Maintenant
Hier demain passionnément
T’es ou ?

7ekam....

* Learn to love without expecting anything in return... Learn to live without needing anyone
* Power is measured by your ability to communicate fear
* Les gens neutres sont toujours en retard

Les Peuples Tristes

Pleurnicheurs, crieurs, lamenteurs pleureurs
Ni leur vie, ni leur air, ni leur sol ne sourient
Et de leurs maitres ils ont toujours peur
Contents de retrouver leur monde pourri
Aux cuisses de leurs femmes s’arrête leur honneur
Les flammes dévorent leurs frères meurtris
Et tout ce qu’ils font c’est crier leur horreur
Regardant de loin, impuissant mais pis
Porter sur un ennemi leur immense rancœur
Sans que leur rage ne dépasse leurs cris

Kess emmoun kelloun

I lived alone ..I'll die alone!!