Shadowness - WeepingSisyphus to born for death My name is Zewar Fadhil, and I am currently I am living in Kurdistan, Iraq. Photography is something that came t... en Into This One Lonely Life <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />as they are laid to rest into this one lonely life with depths is growing painfully into life to die... SHAPE OF DESPAIR Thu, 04 Oct 2012 02:59:21 -0400 Abysmal Emptiness <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />Carrying infinite pain His soul walks to the abyss A painful miserable life In a harsh thick jungle Sterile and black air Awaits his last breathe Dried thirsty anxious lips Devouring enemies Emptiness, abysmal emptiness Emptiness, abysmal emptiness transmetal Thu, 04 Oct 2012 02:50:51 -0400 anymore... everything is gone <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />here's nothing left for me, anymore... everything is gone. Nothing left to feel nor to understand Shape Of Despair_ Fri, 26 Oct 2012 18:47:56 -0400 Finality <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />When we have all gone, to the silence of eternity... To first be forgotten, and lost in, the records of the earth Could I still miss you, then, in the time and space after life When no one is searching anymore, and where we are nowhere to be found... (Woods Of Ypres) Tue, 11 Jun 2013 02:59:02 -0400 Into Nothingness <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />Into nothingness There is nothing left to lose Sat, 25 May 2013 05:36:19 -0400 Prosperity Of Misery <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />I dropped. I devoted myself, blindly, for one’s life. A well-aware choice, knowing this free fall was right. I dropped. I sacrificed everything at stake, my own wellness. I fell apart. Broken and weak, I held, and stood still, ripping through my fragile ground. And I held, knowing I was losing the most of me. When everything is gray and your guts scream misery. When you can’t handle looking at others. You can’t deal with their happiness. It’s so dark here. I barely recognize my own substance. These blood-red eyes, this grim expression that can’t be my own. I lost track. Time is holding me in this confused state, playing a silly game. Has it been weeks? The clock, has been stopping its course between minutes. Stretching every moment to make it last, to make it hurt. I devoted myself, blindly, for one’s life. I lay down waiting for my body to lose consciousness. These endless days, these permanent nights steal all my heart, steal all my soul. I’m burning within. I haven’t seen the sun in days. I crawl around this odd place that has no silence, that never sleeps. In this place that never leaves your mind at peace. The fragility, my existence. Trusting my own lies; believing it will all be fine. It’s so dark in here. I haven’t left my bed in days. Curled up, cold, in a shut in. I entered a slumber, a deep sleep. Sat, 25 May 2013 05:33:29 -0400 As The Hopelessness <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br /> Thu, 21 Mar 2013 06:23:09 -0400 Angels Of Distress <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />Come closer for myself...and let your angels fly away. As i am , forgiven by them... mine angels. Feel mine cleansing touch... fall through your worlds... fall...onto me. Let me caress you...let me take you through mine worlds. Let them (mine angels) taste you with this night, with this tongue of this might. Perish...onto us...feel your mind weaken, your cold body withered... let us... take you far of this night, far away within distress to die... (SHAPE OF DESPAIR) Thu, 21 Mar 2013 06:22:09 -0400 Dead City Dreaming <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />Nightmares cause mind-numbing fear to poets and artists all over the world Strange visions are haunting their sleep: A city of madness that lurks in the deep Thu, 21 Mar 2013 06:21:05 -0400 Dilapidation And Death <a href=""><img src="" /></a><br />The sight is darkening and chaos reigns in here There's no more explanations for this seems like the end All your precious memories and wishes are gone The swirl of damnation furls you to this nightmare Touching the cosmic horror beyond the space and time Reaching for inhuman experience, the journey to afar The limits of mind are gone, hallucinating the death of the universe Vortex of chaos and hell leaves only ash and dust There was none to witness the death of a man who saw it all coming (Colosseum) Tue, 15 Jan 2013 15:57:44 -0500