The storm halts and brightness rise
The miracle of colours shines

First red the blood of faith
Brings on orange with shades of eggs

Next is yellow lamp of sun
Leading them green of envy

Given blue the tones of sky
Indigo the mix of sly

Last comes the purple violet
And fades with many singing ballads
-Iseult

Spring comes and flowers bloom
A new visit to the old friends' tombs

Summer brings the cheer of joy
New love couples ask the question why

Autumn approaches and colours fade
Proving leaves of yellow and red

Winter leads the shades of white
Driving animals from the site

Forlorn Me
Lonesome Me
Abandoned Always
Friendless Always
Alone Ever
Deserted Ever
Isolated Since
Empty Since
Forsaken Don’t You Know

Delighted You
Pleased You
Charmed Around
Elated Around
Enchanted Forth
Satisfied Forth
Trilled Just You Are

Disillusioned Dreams
Deflated Delusion
Thwarted Thoughts
Upset Chimera
Dispirited Vision
Downhearted Illusion
Dejected Fantasy
Miserable Mirage
Depressed Imagination

Sickly
Pale Look
Unwell Reason
Disgusted Actions
Revolted Expressions
Capricious Doubts
Volatile Future
Giddy Dead

One is boy the other one girl,
both are close between and beyond.
One is lad the other one lass-o,
both are great in maple and so.
One is close and the other one adjacent.
both are my greatest pals of all.
-Iseult
Upon the next lightning,
the storm will stop.
Upon the next wind,
the rain will cease.
Upon the next cloud,
the moon will brighten.
Upon the next moment,
the stars will shine.
-Iseult
Hiding in the dark and shadowy corner,
is me all alone.
Kicking the wall feelingless in a shady empty room,
is me all alone.
Running under the shade trees in the dead of night,
is me all alone.
Crying and sobbing in the deepest life of hell,
is me all alone.
-Iseult
i still remember my first poetry:
when the time is up,
the hot water is out.
-Iseult
Life tastes like seawater,
Tears tastes like rain.
Love tastes like hatred,
Giving up tastes like hell.
-Iseult
Due when the sun is,
Dusk occurs when the time is.
Due when the sun is,
Dawn occurs when the time is.
Due when the luck is,
Content when the man is.
Due when the time is,
Love when the moment is.
Due when the period is,
Cherish when the second is.
Due when the life is,
It's there when the fate is.
Upon the next light,
Things will change.
Upon the other way,
Two will meet.
Upon the next star,
Fate will change.
Upon the other self,
Feelings will clash.

A pine cone on a tree
A Lord of wisdom and courage
The moon takes shapes of three
Crescent, Waning, Full, New or Waxing
A seashell concealed by the sand
A Lady of knowledge and compassion
The world of different people
Consisting of various languages, religions or races

Walls are slowly closing in
Bit by bit and inch by inch
Suffocated by all the metal blocks
Caused by the broken locks

Spinning, spinning on the ground
It goes darn fast without a sound
Murmurs are slowly heard deep inside
Turning to screams, there’s nowhere to hide

Fear and uncertainty, turning into paranoia
Like a whirlpool sucking in every bit of her sanity
Silent cries that breaks the glass
All because of the old war scars
-Shirin

Consumed by the darkness as the angels begin to call
Will I stand in their presence or to my knees will I fall?
Dazed in a trance as they slowly came near
Screaming and gleaming with beauty and fear

As one angel came up to me and touched my face
She smiled so sweetly and took my place
As darkness passed through her and light through me
She fell to the floor dying for me

As angel’s death wad taking place
Right there in front of my face
Black tears were falling from her crystal eyes
As the other angels kissed her goodbye

Upon her face the smile remained
As her silky white gown was slowly stained
Covered in blood and scared tears
Screaming and gleaming with beauty and fear
-Shirin

Met in a hall,
Live next door.
Dated in a valley,
Past the next alley.
Girl with haughty air,
got long blond hair.
Boy named Dave,
The girl's next crave. 

Born of high estate,
Existed quite not so late.
With no own parkland,
In a small island.

Playing lonely a game “I spy”,
Feeling so alone is I.
Finding the soul in me,
Leaning against some tree.

Unable to make a stand,
With no chances of helping hands.
Left to no energy for fight,
No matter how much might.

And as the bells rung,
No water left on the tongue.
In the dreams see a hall,
Completely pictured no door.

The streets with folks,
And the cement broke.
No one to guide myself along,
No warnings of getting strong.

Though the light is brightening,
The lightning is still striking.
Lost all sense of pride,
Falling out of sight.

Clueless of the seasons that follow suit,
As the trees starting dropping fruits.

Things go permanent as you do them at a young age,
But many being stubborn and arrognant,
Never listens to how things work.
They change not only themselves but also others,
And have no thoughts of the future.

Locked within myself,
Locked within my heart.
With nowhere to go,
And no one to confide.

Mistakes are results of fate,
Beauty exists in everyone.
What you experience is what you choose,
As you follow you choose.

With one swipe the book came out,
Due to loneliness and of pain.
Grab a pen and begin to write,
Just to try to forget the world.

Though i know him not,
But i understand him lots.
He contributed to the society,
And was concerned about everyone.
He had done his part as the People President,
And we thank him deeply for it.
We shall always appreciate his contributions,
May he rest in peace.

Follow your own thoughts,
Follow your own actions.
Follow your own goals,
Follow your own path.

-Iseult

To achieve is to do,
By failing proves your determination.
Whether doing takes a try or a hundred,
What matters is your accomplishment of self-goal.

-Iseult

Live not to regret,
Live not to try.
Try is an excuse,
Regret is a curse.

Trust what you know,
Remember all that's important.
Take what you need,
Not what you desire.
Think your own thoughts,
Not others' doubts.
Know you may forget,
But you will always remember.

To "memorise" is to learn,
To read blindly is a waste of time.
To cheat yourself is a lit itself,
To know is to listen and remember.

Middle from where it come from,
Middle to where it end.
Middle of good and evil,
Middle of lust and loathe

A skeleton in the dark,
Sobbing and going all tight.
Depresses and lack of friends,
But full of those who lies.
But when the sun comes up,
One will not be totally lonely.
With the light the Earth now bears,
Like the night and day give in,
There are still others who cares.

He who cry,
Isn't a shame of males.
She who cry,
Expresses her feelings.
It who cry,
Is showing its misery.
Those who cry,
Are no weirdos.

When one dies,
Not many cry.
When one lives,
Not many cherish.
When one try,
Not many see.
When one parties,
Too many joins.

Out of sight,
And out of mind.
Making me mad,
And losing my mind.
For each you and me,
Just leave me in peace.
And for the sake of everything,
Let me go.

Regardless of where it is placed,
It will be there whenever.
A place to feel comfortable in,
Where you feel that you belong.
Things and people whom you cherish,
Can be found in the place you choose.
When you are cold and feeling low,
The area you pick is just below.
A region which everyone will have,
And a region where it is home.
An area where you don't have to lie,
Despite you are feeling low or high.

A night light stick:
It brightens up with a crack,
And came into hands as a source of light.
It was brought to valleys, parties and more,
But always used for the same reasons.
What the reasons are you might ask,
That it is brightening and lightening the lives of others.