(2014)
I walk a lonely road, I carry a burdened load. Sin a plenty to fill my bag, Up this mountain I lag. No one to hear my heart,
I am the words I use to write, I am coffee at midnight. I am the wind that blows across th… I am starred by my mistakes. I am the songs I sing to the moon…
I am broken, I am bound, Yet I have hope to be found. I search for Grace, Let God pour His love upon my fac… I have been knocked down,
I have a hope that will be fulfill… I have a wound that will be healed… I have a faith that is sealed. I have the Grace of God to shield… For He is mighty in His way,
Where have they gone, Flown away in a song. Have they blown away to the sea, Some place my heart longs to be. I used to hold them so dear,
I swing on the branches of hope... That no matter what, the ground wi… It will not swallow me whole. It may obtain pieces of me never t… But it will not swallow the light…
I danced with a hawk today, She showed me how to find my way. She led me to my heart locked tigh… She made me blind to give me sight… I walked with her, heard her call…
When you left, The charcoaled night opened up And swallowed the last fiery slive… Then the darkness swallowed my pit… ~c.l.l./Fatima Amal (2016)
The sun cracks open the night, With her rays of light, Like a lightning bolt shot across… As my heart begins to cry. The wind breathes softly through
I am a poet, a dreamer of men. I am an artist, a painter of sin. I am a singer of woes, Of life’s highs and lows. I am a believer in the mystical,
Her eyes burned open and numb, Her compassion un-waivered and dum… Losing her mind into the sun, Her colors run undone. She’s lost herself again in the tr…
A ghost, You walk through my walls. Thinking yourself cleverly safe in… But have you forgotten That your only begotten.....
When I sit down to spill out some… My heart flies as free as the bird… When I sit down and pour out my s… I fill the parts of me that are un… When I sit down and think of your…
There once was a gypsy girl, With eyes marked by the sea. Fire burnt within her curl, As her heart cries out..."Free!” She danced to music no one heard,
My brain is on fire, fire Because you are a liar, liar. You let me drown in the mire, Pleading to the choir. I stare higher, higher