Leila Hadi Poems
Ashes To Ashes
Why speak when words become weak and everything you want is in the darkness and you are forever alone
Everything in me starts turning, as a darkness gently shrouds. The blood within in me begins burning, as it creeps in with the clouds.
One Fine Day
I don’t live like I used to I don’t know me like I once knew The things I hear I cannot comprehend What was real to me, to you was pretend
Meanings And Messages
From the sun's descent to its rising, everything inside me begins devising. All the soul within me realizing, any doubt I am now disguising.
It feels like times stopped since that moment Like I haven't been alive since then Memories are all I know What is presently happening
Mine Or His
Our time is done - the party has ended I lost one and i'm slightly offended I tried hard to make it work Nothing ever works
Providence - Born In Fire
How can the sun be so high in the sky While i'm down here dull, barely alive Why does it get to shine so brightly When I try my hardest and all my efforts spite me
I wonder what i'll have learned by the time I meet my death.. Will every second have counted, or only the last breath?
i look up to a black universe then down at dirty bare feet there must be nothing worse than feelin the darkness inside of me
My arms reach for heaven but my feet are firmly rooted in hell I'd like to escape the fire but i'm not doing well
I apologize for relying so heavily on you I’m sorry for the times I put on or withdrew I never meant to confuse or push you away I heard people talk but who were they
The Mighty Fallen
I wish I had sent you that message I'll never have the chance again I thought you'd always be there I never thought til when
People Of Another Sort
The words escape me Their message is daunting I begin to hate me Repercussions are haunting
A Thinking Kind Of Man
I don't want this anymore I want to let it go I'm not who I was before I have to show you so you know
Dirt On The Ground
I hope to get sick
And die soon someday
My death couldn't come soon enough
I'm tired of the delay
In the agony of meantime, I am submersed
I know my soul has long been cursed
Believe what you will, it carries no worth
I’ll speak my discord regardless, and in verse...