The Vital Organ

And eyes fade to black
As do light fades to dark
So did hate
And beating hearts
Come back to life
Like ghosts of another time
Love is still a circle
And life is still a line
Feet dipped in ocean
Vast like the ocean
Fishes bit your toes
Fishes aren't the same
And you thought that love
Was only your game?
Oh, all knowing
Oh, limited mind
And the Universe is yours
King of your time
Then should your so-called perfect eyes
Ever fade to black
Should your children grow up to become
The fishes who bit you
Swimming in your kingdom
Your pint sized puddle
Small like your heart
Their little teeth
That tear you apart:
Your kind of love
Oh, ruler of the land
For your loveless, small minded world
Is slowly fading
FAST.

Written by Niloo Farahzadeh

You Are What I Want to Be

So this is a poem that I wrote a few nights ago, still don't know what made me write it. I just felt like it needed to be said:


So this is it
The cards we're dealt
Hold numbers to our destiny
Five roads alive
To breathe a breath
A keyhole made without a key
That shadows this
This door you felt
The solid oak of a splintered tree
Paranoia lies in every voice
You hear defeat in every voice
Luminocity hinders
With every step
Within reach of an old telephone
To reach a cry
And yell for hope
Carefully wired to your every bone
So like a light
Gave up a fight
The human race leaves people behind
And don't you know it
And don't I know it
But you are what I'll forever seek

We are of this
This was the plan
To speak and be heard of; dreams every man
Though be so strong
To interrupt
Because average people are so corrupt
Holds this shadow's voice
And maybe hope
Lies in this line that I once wrote:
You are what I'll forever seek