Stairway To Mine Soul, Pt.3 - As The Leaves Ov Arborvitae Fall...

A Poem by Ahmad Alhour

[ Stairway To Mine Soul, Pt.3 - As The Leaves Ov Arborvitae Fall... ]

Crumbling and dying from within
Through the foggy corners that shrived
As my lonely leafe ov life...
Hath drowned down in thy arborvitae
As blasphemous knife...
For I hath been benighted, wondering,
Of such painful agony... inside...
And beside the warming fire
Seeking for tiring rest...
Closing my eyes as obedient blind

After I hath journeyed before
Carrying my choosen legacy and fame...
Through the murky woods, with men
That for shadows were admire and lame...
As all leaves ov arborvitae fell once
Touching the deadly ground ov life
Like heavenly desires ov shame...
All creations turned out to be...
Nothing but seeds ov divine game...
Oh! what disclosing masks ov yore!
Reveling upon the steps ov my door...
Laughing out with agony,
Calling out my name...
Under this grey sky yet it has rained,
With bloodied happiness ov faith
And by granules ov thy pain...
Tears ov prior tragidies I threw
That ran down my closed eyes...
Thus made me feel the astral void ov rest
That is even forlorn to feel admist my sigh...

Thoughts of honesty that came
Waiting me to carry their lay...
Queries that raged through the voids ov my clay
For comes its time to devour...
And not be taken by dacay...
As I hath queried it, to my soul...
Many times...
Before my goals hath started to haul...

"Is this the end ov the road...
That I hath been traveling in...
For aeons today...?!
Is this the valor?!
That I had seeked before I hath gone insane...
Oh My Lord! all my truthful beauty,
Hath gone in vain...
As thy wizdom dwelt in my path, before...
I, whom suffered, shalt close thy door...
And by the wizdom of the free;
I hath been left and snuffed...
And made to be...
Thus, I beheld the truth that soured thee to see...
As leaves ov arborvitae fell once...
And by faith, were it made to weep...?! "