Fourlinegraphia

  !!!!*********************************!!!! Somewhere between silence and madness, a thousand unwritten words awaken. I do not remember when the void first entered me, or when my soul forgot the shape of its own shadow. Perhaps it came quietly, wearing an old memory, or perhaps it was always waiting for my heart to fall completely silent. They call it unhinged when I speak to the ghosts of yesterday. They call it madness when I search for myself in the ruins of things I cannot recall. Ulmādam, they whisper, watching the fire consume my thoughts. But when my heart turns hollow, the emptiness does not stay bare- it becomes the soil where wild letters take root. In that deep, desolate dark, clusters of words surge forth like ritual dancers, shaman possessed, stamping their feet, beating against the ribs, demanding to be set free. What else can I do with feelings that have nowhere left to belong? I gather the scattered pieces of my soul, stitching burning alphabets into quiet lines. I ...

   ******************** Forgive me, Mother Earth, as I stand before you, Born from your lap, to your lap I shall return; Nourished by your elements, beneath your sky, I leave with the lessons that my life has earned. *** With nothing in my hands, I face eternity, With memories weighing upon my soul; Not as a conqueror seeking immortality, But as a humbled traveller seeking to be whole. *** I came from the Earth, I lived upon the Earth, I wounded the Earth in my pursuit of more; Now, before returning to the soil of my birth, I pray to heal what I once destroyed before. *** My body shall return to the elements, My breath shall surrender to the endless air; The warmth that once animated my existence Shall become part of nature's eternal care. *** The rivers shall continue their ancient journey, The mountains shall witness another dawn; New flowers shall bloom where my footsteps once wandered, And generations shall travel on. *** Perhaps my name shall vanish with the seasons, My w...

!!!!*********************************!!!! If only one more dawn were granted to me, I would return to the paths I once walked; Place flowers of apology where I could be, And listen to the sorrows of those who never talked. !!!!******!!!! I would offer comfort to every wounded heart, And wipe away the tears my actions made; Stand before them with humility in my heart, Without excuses, without pride or shade. !!!!******!!!! If destiny grants me another journey, Let me become a sheltering shade for the Earth; Let these hands reach out to those in agony, And restore some measure of their lost worth. !!!!******!!!! Let me walk beside the weary and forsaken, When the weight of life bends their tired stride; Let forgotten hearts find hope awakened, And let compassion become my guide. !!!!******!!!! Let me plant where once I uprooted, Let me heal where once I wounded; Let me give where once I only took, And protect the life I once forsook. !!!!******!!!! Let me guard the forests against my gre...

All that I gathered shall remain behind, All that I possessed shall pass away; The treasures I guarded, the wealth I defined, Will belong to strangers another day. *** The heights I conquered may outlive my name, The kingdoms I built may crumble into dust; The applause that once surrounded my fame Will fade like footsteps swallowed by the dusk. *** But the wounds I inflicted upon others, Will they not endure in hearts I have scarred? Will sorrow remain in the lives of my brothers, Long after my name has departed? *** What remains of a lifetime of ambition, When triumphs become memories and memories fade? What meaning survives in worldly possession, When all that was gathered must finally be laid? *** Are the desires of a soul fallen into oblivion All that remain when its journey is done? Or will the wisdom of defeat awaken, Like a distant dawn beyond the setting sun? *** I cannot command yesterday to return, Nor gather the tears I once caused to fall; I cannot silence the voices I refu...

As days consume the remnants of my life, The burdens of my soul grow heavier still; The hourglass empties, ending its journey, Yet the footprints of my past remain against my will. **** Are the imprints upon the Earth fading away? Are the embers within my mind turning cold? Do the questions of a life consumed by flames Still echo through the corridors of old? **** The cry of conscience now resounds like thunder, Within the silent chambers of my mind; The truths I buried rise from depths of slumber, Revealing wounds I had left far behind. **** Alas, I never learned the art of forgiveness, Nor found the strength to forgive myself; I wandered through life in pride and blindness, And now confront the truth I hid from myself. **** The words I scattered upon the restless wind, In whose wounded hearts do their thorns remain? How many souls did my careless words confine To chambers of sorrow, resentment and pain? **** I questioned the river, I questioned the forest, I questioned the mountains ...

Behind eyes aflame with vengeance and hatred, I tore lives apart beneath deception's veil; With words sharper than blades, hearts were wounded, Leaving invisible scars that silently prevail. *** Arrogance and desire surged through my veins, Like an unrestrained and devastating flood; Before the relentless currents of human greed, Even the oceans seemed to drown. *** I shattered mountain peaks in my ambition, Uprooted gardens blossoming in their prime; Tore the roots from Earth's nurturing bosom, And silenced nature beneath the greed of time. *** The trees that offered shade were cruelly felled, The forests that sheltered life were silenced; The flowers that once adorned the fields were crushed, And even nature's generosity was violated. *** I raced through life to conquer the world, With pride enthroned upon my restless soul; Yet beneath each footprint hailed as victory, How many lives were defeated by my goal? *** How many dreams were buried without a name? How many hearts...