An Enigma of Screams

An Enigma of Screams

I never thought, 
That I could dream
Beyond the blinds of these endless screams.

Yet here I am, 
Conscious of my sins,

From the time I learnt to cause a stir.

All this wisdom, an enigma,

Let us fear now, it’s vexatious.

Moderation, separate us,

Let us fear now; call the preacher.

I oft pretend, 
That I’m no liar,

An asphyxiation to these endless screams.

But there’s no way else, 
To fit in the seams,

Of friends that I’d only turn to scare.

All this data, an enigma,

Let us lie now, it’s contagious.

Classification, separate us,

Let us lie now; be a denial.

I lost myself, 
To the changing times,

Through a stream of endless screams.

For what it’s worth, 
I found myself,

Streaming against the world at large.

All this solace, an enigma,

Let us laugh now, it’s audacious.

Purification, separate us,

Let us laugh now; reanimate me.

Here I am, 
So proud to be

The enigma I once chose to cease.

But there’s no other stone, 
For me to turn,

To pull the binds that blinds these endless screams.

All this ego, an enigma,

Let us preach now, it’s malicious.

Unification, separate us,

Let us preach now; I am my hero.

By Putera Muhamad Ashraf