Gentle

for the roses that bloom;
for the rivers that flow;
today air is so pure and sight is sweet;
i see my lover and the drums do beat.
make the sun cool down and the night all bright;
leave the drought and come to the abundance;
for today all the old will young.
come oh dear on the throne of me;
for my ego swept away;
with open arms, I have nothing to say.
on the cliff I wait, its high but I know you will make your way;
i wait today with my open gates;
in the day and in the dark when its late.

-dabeer hemani

freedom served caged

Looks like the stage is set,
the elders have placed the bet,
for the souls not here yet,
the blood that drips still red;

so you thought a prayer  would do,
helpless we are to all know who,
on our knees we drag to,
get the freedom to be caged in a zoo;

the victory bells are sounding already,
our spirits no longer steady,
trying to lurk from one to another getty;

we stand as a mob today,
and the corpses that we lay,
knees feel weak the hair go grey,
long ago someone choose for me this way;

though a star shines above,
the battlefeild and the white dove,
one who teaches the wild about love;

the clouds have gathered and they thunder,
no rules for your beautiful blunder,
here we sit and wonder,
reasons for why men would plunder;

thought the answer we got was simple,
they wanted to set an example,
for their children and wives to be ample,
some had to live crippled;

wow to the 'men' who kill,
paint red the green hill,
for them its an honour and thrill,
long live the will,
no talks for any guilt.





dabeer h.

Screams of the emptiness

screams of the emptiness



a thought that occured today,
our shadows moving away,
what you want is not what you say,
i do what i did and i pray;

the vision of the times to come,
a heaven it might seem to some,
the days pass by as the thoughts go numb,
to the same tune i still hum;

glitters of hope remain close,
a battle i was ready to loose,
on the air once i cruised,
today i try standing up all bruised.



-dabeer hemani

sweet smell of a great sorrow

sweet smell of a great sorrow



i can be a thought today
a wish that you blew on the way
words flow and those eyes say
i can promise you but i doubt you may

the chatter of birds on the side
river of words would be the guide
they give you me and its me they hide
words have danced and they have cried

the winds of serenity seems arrived
kiss the breeze; hold me tight
i never felt so right
you let me go and slaughter my pride

i have a few treasures left
a box full of memories ive kept
hug the place where you once slept
feel you warm in the tears i wept

see the stars decending below
wispher to me as i see the glow
squeeze my soul; leave me hollow
a life dedicated to a tune so mellow


-dabeer hemani