A Writer

Always wandering but never lost

[anharattia]

Cast a spell

She should have cast a spell over you

She should have waived her rights to be true

She should have forced her way

Her mind

Her life through

Whilst casting that spell on you

The mist, the loss, the scent of you

Along the arbery Road ahead

Against all the odds of true

The one thing she dreaded most

The one thing she always loathed

The fact that there won't be you

At the end of the arbery road

Before casting her spell on you

[anharattia]

The Red

The simmering sauce spilt again

Over the shinny white stove

The red, made me see the stain

That once left on my bloodied soul

They say you forget, they say you forgive

But why with all the deeds before

Still does the stains live

The red broke the White's truce

The red took allover the stove

The red was moving beyond my fears

The red was sweeping me underneath

I sit behold the stained stove

The sauce spread towards my soul

The red was catching up to me

No wipes, no water would get it clean

The red is now allover the floor

It keeps growing no barriers no door

The red will get what ever it wants

The red is here behind the walls

[anharattia]

Freeze

I stopped aching

I stopped feeling pain

I stopped caring

No longer crying in vain

I stopped aching

Yet, I am not better

I stopped feeling pain

I ceased to feel the tremor

The sadness

The guilt

I cease to feel again

Am I alive I ask

And the echo replies within

Am I alive here comes

My voice with a grin

I stopped feeling pain

I cease to feel again

[anharattia]

By my self

At the end of the world

Beside the white siege I stayed

The hours were lost on me

And later, so the days

I waited and waited and waited

For as long as I can be

He never came back

To the end of the world

By the white siege

Where the girl that used to be me

Yearned for him to be

[anharattia]

Freeze

I stopped aching

I stopped feeling pain

I stopped caring

No longer crying in vain

I stopped aching

Yet, I am not better

I stopped feeling pain

I ceased to feel the tremor

The sadness

The guilt

I cease to feel again

Am I alive I ask

And the echo replies within

Am I alive here comes

My voice with a grin

I stopped feeling pain

I cease to feel again

[anharattia]

The Red

The simmering sauce spilt again

Over the shinny white stove

The red, made me see the stain

That once left on my bloodied soul

They say you forget, they say you forgive

But why with all the deeds before

Still does the stains live

The red broke the White's truce

The red took allover the stove

The red was moving beyond my fears

The red was sweeping me underneath

I sit behold the stained stove

The sauce spread towards my soul

The red was catching up to me

No wipes, no water would get it clean

The red is now allover the floor

It keeps growing no barriers no door

The red will get what ever it wants

The red is here behind the walls

[anharattia]

The eternal decision of either to write or not

[anharattia]

A little boy died today, died in vain, for no reason, he died cold, hungry, hurt and sad. He was calling for his mum at first but then whatever little energy he had left, also foresaken him, he died alone, cold and in the dark.

[anharattia]

I need a hug

That strange nagging feeling, that a part of your soul is missing and can only be restored with a hug

[anharattia]

ألم تقل يومًا أن الحب كالطاقة لا يفنى

[anharattia]

The shrink put one leg over the other while trying to master her best freudian pose before asking

- and what do you really wish for, like the one thing that would make you a happy person?

It didn't take her long to figure that answer out

- I don't want a shattering divorce that will fuckup everyone's life specially my kids, I want a loving boyfriend, a sidekick, a man who would give me a hug without asking for one, who would surprise me with a passionate kiss when I least expect...

- so you miss physical intimacy

- no doctor , I miss love

[anharattia]

In a neon light lab, in a far away continent someone knows every little thing about you, your friends, your family, your s*x life, your credit card number, and how many times you shower a week.

And yet we still use smart phones on daily basis

#the_big_brother_is_watching_over_you

[anharattia]

And in life as in love there are no wins and losses but there is always sorrow

[anharattia]

But you said that love was forever

[anharattia]

But then her coffee went cold and her mind went blue, her eyes still hanging on the door waiting to see his face

[anharattia]

But how do we become 2 after we have been 1

[anharattia]

It has been a long while since I last used tumblr missed it a lot