The Fix

You walk about in desperation
You feel the hot perspiration
Losing all sense of dedication
And drained of all motivation

You feel the increasing hesitation
And force yourself into meditation
You seek to soothe your hearts trepidation
Trying to hide your growing anticipation

Your mind reels from dissatisfaction
And your body gives no gratification
Struggling to keep up with conversation
Acutely aware of your starvation

You start scratching your arm in frustration
Trying to scrape away the irritation
While the hunger sits in incubation
You try to fend off your imminent detonation

Mind chanting a nonsensical incantation
Eyes twitching as if in flirtation
Staying in control becomes your fixation
Your mind becomes your personal isolation

People make their interpretation
As you race towards your own damnation
You take that vile of medication
And feel that intense release, sweet sensation

Straight away comes the sense of humiliation
As you sit there with your agitation
Healing from the pangs of separation
You clasp the vile again in culmination

– Wisaal<


He rode on a great stallion
A man in a cloak of black
He took me on his steed
And we never looked back

The path was long and narrow
With thorny thickets everywhere
He manoeuvred around them
As if they were not there

We tread on the tedious path
Not once did we rest
He did not even stop
For his horse’s heaving breast

I thought of my friend
In the village of old
And my brethren
Now fighting the bitter cold

I almost smiled sadly
As fate became clear
And from my once dry eyes
Came forth a silver tear

Not a word was passed
But we enjoyed each other’s company
We then rode into the darkness
Into eternity

– Kauthar

The Spear

Felt it spread from my chest
Deep and slow
It burnt bright and hot
With a soft heart aching glow

Felt the shivers down my spine
Cold and trembling
No longer walking straight
Falling about and stumbling

Felt it consume my mind
It confused me so
It teased and laughed
And refused to let go

Felt it suddenly stop
It all became clear
Like someone was piercing
My heart with spear

Felt it all the way down
As it shattered my core
Yet it was surprisingly blissful
Not painful, not sore

Felt it lift the haze from my eyes
And I could clearly see
That the spear that pierced my heart
Was a feeling for him from me


– Wisaal