Herant X.. Poems
|1.||The War In My Mind||1/11/2010|
|3.||The Place With No Name||3/5/2010|
|4.||A Moment From Time||3/18/2010|
|6.||The Black Cat||4/24/2011|
|10.||The Soft Yet||3/23/2012|
|12.||The Conscious Soul.||6/23/2012|
|14.||The Journey To The Stars||7/3/2012|
|15.||The Empty Will||7/28/2012|
|18.||Good And Bad||4/11/2010|
|19.||When Will They Be Free.||4/26/2010|
|20.||My Heart Is Dark||6/18/2008|
|22.||The Dying Flower||6/26/2012|
The Dying Flower
There was love in the room.
It was the laughter in the rain.
With nearly broken legs, it kept its pride.
And bloomed and walked towards the heights.
With petals of white and its invisible crown
My flower flew in the night of blissful hopes.
Oh I wish time was my friend.
So I could rewrite the story in the end.
But sadly 't was my ignorance that I met.
To travel back in time and space.
Only to face my flower dying again.
The War In My Mind
The ocean stretches out to an eternity in my mind.
I see fire in this ocean, where water should claim it.
I try to end this fire, yet I have nothing to make it possible.
Could it be that there is a war raging inside of me,
where I have no control over. Maybe it has a meaning,
maybe someone is trying to tell me something.
I try hard to understand why I keep seeing all of this,