Biography of Herant X..
Herant X.. Poems
The Dying Flower
There was love in the room. It was the laughter in the rain. With nearly broken legs, it kept its pride.
He dreams his hopes when he sleeps. They come not by themselves, but he chooses to dream them. His dreams are the reality in another world. A world filled with possibilities.
When Will They Be Free.
When life will unbound so will they free themselves from the fear. As might grows so will they embrace it with the lust of greed.
Good And Bad
As dark as the night gets. It cannot get any darker than a human. As angry as a lion gets. It cannot get angrier than a human.
My Heart Is Dark
Filled with anger, my heart is dark. Darkness is around me, from the people that surround me. Another day has gone, and my heart is still dark.
You, my precious have left us. In the coldest nights I feel no warmth. It's like the light has left us. I want to find you, yet I am lost.
The morning glance I stood before Clouds that made music you would not abhor One and all, a universe of mind. Gentle heavens and feeling no more. To be brought here - oh you poor soul.
A tender word; a decent hello. My pardon has not brought a smile or so. An all seeying eye; across the globe. The birds fly; messages from orb to orb.
Gazing in the burning field, telling the story he saw. Gunshots flying from roof to roof; the rain is sad. Under the beds they go; the heat is among them. In the open field there is love; so tiny, yet so strong.
Do not let me lead you. Do not let me control you. Rather let me inspire you.
I see a light, with colours so bright. Red, green and blue, are the colours of this light. A glance and the light is gone. Where could it be from?
The Black Cat
As it stood there, majestically with its dark tail. It grabbed its tail, and it would play the hidden tunes. Light from the moon would shine upon the gracious one. Still it would not reveal its blood covered blue eyes.
Where is the way how is it seen. Could it be in the things we create? Look towards you and see the truth. Yet still knowing the lies are behind you.
A Moment From Time
To steal a moment from time. Like the moon steals the night. Free from the worries of the here and now. To only catch a glimpse of what it would be.
You seek the truth
yet you tell the lies.
You seek for justice,
yet you do wrong.
You seek for love
yet you love to hate.