Quotes and poetry by dakami

History on a Ashtray

Miss the lines of a book pages that tell stories
History on a ashtray
Mystery on a slow train
Plain pages, blank pages
Beneath these pavement lies our history
No longer sketched on blank pages
Someone paid the bearer on demand
Erase the canvases ,that depict our stories
The promise that was supposed to bring the nation its glory
To its promised land, long forgotten
Heights once attained
Now at the bottom
Broken are its roots
Derailed are its new shoots
Who will tell The truth?
Who is going to school the youth?
History on a fast train or history on a slow train?
Mystery of a slow train
Whats forgotten, broken?
As the smoke raise
©dakami_e

dakami 45w

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Ghostly Memories

Ghostly Memories
Last night again ,it proved that distance doesn't matter
In this world ,the barriers between us and our memories
Is like a curtain, and sometimes wind blows breaking the
Barrier
Like a kitten stalking its prey young and naive
Here we come face to face with sweetest pain
Ghostly Memories that we dig up again
Recuddling a relationship with a phantom of delight
A kiss on the forehead to easy the pain caused, but never
Saying sorry for thats a magical word for the real world
So cruel, not even an apology
Swiftly the barrier is in place
Memories refreshed, reasons once dead relived, lessons relearned
We remain with
Scars that tell stories of once fresh wounds
A link between us and the past
Ghostly Memories never vanishing
Beautiful pain, once again
In time we dine, with beautiful pain of
Ghostly Memories
©dakami

dakami 51w

Love Summary

My love
You don't have to illustrate your love
Like a mathematics teacher on a black board
With chalk in his hands
Breaking down a quadratic equation
Or those simultaneous equations
You're confusing me
You say you have some confession
That sounds like history
And I should start note talking?
How about English , I mean a summary
With the present verbs , pronouns and nouns
Loving me, me loving you

©dakami

dakami 51w

Cities Apart

These city walls have
rejected my kind
The exiting is a journey
In search of my kind

Yet with time I learn,
That my kind I left behind the walls
Of the city that injected me

With time The other kinds
I find along the way
Reminds me only of my kind
I left behind ,the walls
Of the city

In the strangers smiles I see my kind
I never belonged
Yet I long for the city that rejected me
For with time the strangers
Will become my kind

Still I don't belong
Within these walls that will
Reject me
©dakami

dakami 60w

Onions Layers

The other day I was shedding tears
With a silent T
It was to many ears
Onions are there, Opinions are rare
Especially the ones that makes us shed tears
Like onions layers
I have got memories that I need to erase,
But each page is made of layers, Flares
Flash backs that define me
I shed them off
Beautiful memories of onions
Layers that leaves me naked
I can not fake it peeling them off
Kills a part of me, they hold
You're a beautiful memory
That leaves me naked, I can't fake it ,For it leaves with
a part of me
Like these layers
I tried to get rid of you
Afraid having you around
Causes me pain , But then I learn
You make me who I am
Layers of Onions Shaping my life
I tried to get rid of you
I forgot I was an Onion
Each layer Shed off with a birth mark
A brand new skin returns with you deep in
Everything beautiful about you
Was ,is part of me
Layers
©dakami

dakami 65w

Reach to people before they get consumed
By what can be solved by a human collectively
Sharing

Open up

You thought you would hide
False steps taken
What you didn't know was ,that
Would be shaken
You were suppose to be like a kite
Exposed to the winds
Even when lightening strikes
It reaches out to the skies never shy
Nor afraid of the heights
It kisses the wind
Now every human being
Knows about your secret dunes
Opening new wounds
For the secrects you chose to hide
Are back to hunt you
Exposing your weaknesses
As the world bare witness
You never opened up
The real you
©dakami

dakami 65w

The Cursed Regrets

She was like my slave
And I was her master
Only with a different name lover
With all the scars before heavenly sites
She kept the pain undercover
Inflicted on her precious soul
By her so called soul mate
I Was in denial when she left
For not even angel's lullabies
Could calm her
I was in denial when she left
So I can relate when you
Say you wanna wait
Sing your sad love songs
But the curse is real
The price mortality
For breaking an angel's heart
Celibacy till old age
Maybe in the After life
She may forgive ,but you
Don't you forget a lesson
Taught by the heavens
©dakami

dakami 66w

FoolProof

His thoughts are more lethal
They penetrate even brickwalls
Subliminal deep through even cutting through stones
His thoughts are more lethal
They penetrate deep even through brickwalls

Unlike a fools mission
Whose ideology is power that divides
Ignorance devour, that which is devine weaken
High tower of consciousness
Whose cup is never full
State of hopelessness

A wise man's mansion is built on unite
Softness that unites and never
Selfish acts that cause a spark
Never a portion of the wise,
For he subtract ignorance from his cooler cup
Think twice
His tools are like a nuclear reactor
So on the global stage he is a factor
©dakami

dakami 67w

War is Bad who benefits?
Who wins ,who loses? Who gains out of it?

Devil's Business Booms

As the world goes up in flames
The devils addictions returns
Seen him light a cigarette
From the burning fires
His desires fulfilled
Sits back and relaxes
Listening to his favourite playlist
This smoke that chokes you, Its his
Favourite perfume the frangrace
Of chaos
Advocates are born he treats them like his own too,
But he later burns them
That satisfies his desires
The lies his favourite designer's garments
Torment comes to those
Who wears them
Wars-Chaos-Echoes
Rumors
Fragments
The Devil Grins takes a puff He is Back
In Business
©Dakami
©dakami

dakami 67w

Life is a Bits Of Pieces

Only if tomorrow
Had windows like yesterday's
Instead of the ones that open
Against the wall that gives us pain
The scenery hidden
For our stories are written backwards
Like the steps we take
Make us move forward
With time we see how
Far we have come and how
Much ground we have covered
So maybe tomorrow's story is just a recap of
Yesterday's story
Better told today in a moment
Like in the apple guy's words;"You can't
Connect the dots looking forward:You can only connect
them looking backwards.So you have to trust that the dots
Will some how connect in your future."-Steve Jobs
With time we learn that our today's stories we penned Yesterday
©dakami