Poetry

Shell On The Desk

In this painless shell, I try to feel alive again, The mind is taking over, Yet the body cannot follow, Pain, what is pain To a rusty robot with a functioning brain And while the seasons change I stand No wind can push me back Rain cannot rust me anymore, It is just the endless search for pain That keeps pushing my brain To destroy my body.

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2016 In Review Personal, Good And Bad

All in all it was a year of terrible decisions, great losses and even more tragic lives lived because of the choices others made. For me it starts with the Liberal movements and the massive attacks carried out by Radical Muslim and ends pretty soon with the latest dagger piercing through my heart being the death of my younger brother. It’s a sad world we are living and death of a close one just makes…

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A new fresh start, yet again!

I know, I know. I am impressed too on how many times I posted on TWH for the first time, it’s like a yearly routine to start a new with a post on how things will change and how I will write more, and to cut to the chase, I shall post, but not regularly, yet I will try to do so. It all comes down again to our new untested format and hopefully my…

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Poem – The King of Kindness

And the King of Pain and Kindness raised his head “When people die are they really dead?” As the court looked at him, baffled, not knowing how to answer him, the king continued “I asked, and I will ask once more, when people die are they dead for sure?” A deadly silence blew through the crowd Like a knife it sliced the air, but no one seemed to care They were all just looking, a…

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Poem – Hot Summer Day

On a summer day, within the summer breeze Within the hotness of the day, You flew away, You starter your journey on the other side, Where the green leafs shine bright, Stepping on the clouds you follow your goal, Not looking down, Not seeing the sorrow. Where you go, there is no today, Nor a tomorrow , But neither have we, nor can we see, As the wind came, so did the rain, And the…

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Poem – The Young Gone

Gone, The family filling oceans of tears And here I am, I can’t even get to your funeral I can’t see your brother, I can’t tell him it’s going to be good No one wants to die alone, but now you gone I drink this glass, for you that had passed Sending you to heavens gate with a song A song of sadness and sorrow The whole family is looking up for you We all…

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The inactivity and the future change going on at The Writing Hut

Hi dear reader, it’s been a while since I addressed you directly. The site will change a bit , yet again as I try to figure out a good schedule to write actively and deal with my offline work and studies. Writing is an art that comes to you the way every other art, by surpris and when  you get into that inspirational state, so it is a bit though to put it in a…

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Poem – What do you fear?

Head up high looking for the sky, Only gray clouds again, no end in sight, I am sitting, just listening to the drops of rain, A happy home, but what’s the reality? Does your mind go fast? And how long does that last? How fast does it break the walls around you? Can you escape the prison you built yourself? I can see the state of misery from the introduction, Maybe I will use my…

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Reading it Well

I looked out the window, The sun was gone, I put some music on, Listening to the wind outside, I woke up in the middle of the day again, What a pain, I wonder what’s wrong, Why can’t I enjoy a single song, I can’t see what others tell me, More than feelings, more than stories, I see more than you could tell, from a text, You wouldn’t know, how can you even tell, When…

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