Half Full

Penned on December 15 2008

I heard a chime,
when the Hell collided with time.
The Villa still had some past ruins
where even some souls were still awake
from leaving the ramifications of past behind

There he yells.
Jehadi I am.
Jehad is my name.
Messenger of Allah,
Messiah of my domain.

Only for his some delusions
Massacre he begins,
And forays the innocents.
his only concern Jannat “Heaven in Hell”

Even he knows, he is the pawn of some mind.
A scapegoat of predefined time,
Even Jannat is far beyond the reach.
And the bullets just piercing his every gist,

His fundamentals are still potent,
but his deeds are like the gnawer’s bite.
divesting all the faces of mankind,
he tries shroud the pall,
on many gritty faces of time.

Amidst the bedlam of cult,
A bullet chases the ruins
where he bred his sadist fad,.

And fades the obscured skies,
Where the birds babble.
and again the hazel light shimmers
on the face of ‘Jannat’
which his soul still tries to attain.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful poem. I feel a lot of hidden story in the words. The beginning was strong and the story got stronger with each set of lines.
"Amidst the bedlam of cult,
A bullet chases the ruins
where he bred his sadist fad,.
And fades the obscured skies,"
A excellent poem. Thank you for sharing.
Coyote

[Lily Mae]

This is a very strong and wonderfully written piece.. I think we are all looking and seeking for "Jannat" a soul's to paradise.. x

[Aidz]

SOme wonderful descriptive lines in this write, well done