Broken Paths Beneath My Feet
Surrounded By A Sky With Fire Lit
I Felt The Power In Winds Of Change
This World Is Made To Be Strange
Here Through The Stars I Will Tread
To Drag The Chaos With Its Dread
With Every Scar Painted On My Skin
Nothing Holds The Strength Within
No More Holding, I Broke The Chain
I Am More Than Just The Pain
I Will Rise Beyond The Night
I Will Spark More Than The Light
To Chase Dreams That Touch The Sky
To Show The World What Means To Fly
Breaking Through The Darkest Clouds
A Voice Outload Blowing The Crowds
No More Chains To Hold Me Down
The Stars Awaits My Victory Crown
Fear And Doubt Will Not Confine
The World Is Mine To Redefine
Hear The Fires Burn Inside My Heart
I'll Make Of Them A Majestic Art
Fueling Flames That Light My Way
Leading Me Through A Brighter Day

Author / Aladdin Aures H.

O’ if the rose were given leave to sigh,
Or if the ocean wept for beauty’s sake,
Such tears would flood the ramparts of the sky,
And bid the sleeping stars in awe awake.
Yet thou, unknowing, passest through the dawn,
A muse unbound, in mortal semblance drawn.

So let the heavens bend to kiss thy tread,
And night adorn thee with her silver thread;
For in thy gaze, this fleeting world doth see
A glimpse of what the soul was born to be.
And I, a poet lost in mortal guise,
Have glimpsed the infinite through earthly eyes.

Though time may fade the bloom from beauty’s cheek,
Its echo in thy light shall ever speak.

Your beautiful eyes are my jewelled crown,
In their depth, all my stars fall down.
A universe spun in sapphire gleam,
Where love walks softly through every dream.

Your darling lips—my sweetest cure,
A balm of flame, both fierce and pure.
With every kiss, the night turns gold,
And time forgets how to grow old.

Your gaze, a spell that bends the air,
Turns silence into sacred prayer.
And when you smile, the heavens sigh—
A blush of dawn in a twilight sky.

Let kingdoms fall, let empires cease,
If I have your breath, I have my peace.
For no throne shines, no fate is sure,
But your lovely lips—my only cure.

So wear my soul like silken gown,
Your eyes, my fate—my pride, my crown.
And in your arms, I seek no more,
For love like yours is worth the war.

I Touch The Wild Winds For A Compresence
I Feel The Breeze Of Your Romantic Presence
I Rised My Sights For Your Warm Glance
Here I Am Standing Near The Sun's Stance
Maybe I'll Feel Your Breath Or The Trance
To Hold Your Hand For The Last Dance

Such The Dawn Of The Heavn's Plains
With Each Move Under The Purring Rains
Sliding The Dew Smoothly On Your Veins
And Sweat Drops Such As Crystal Grains
While The Heat Creates It's Magical Lanes
Conquering The Spots Of Majestic Terrains

Author: Aladdin AURES H.

The Song On Youtube
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7L2jDSYh_d4

Before the sun had kissed the waking skies,
Before the moon could open dreaming eyes,
You were a thought in realms beyond all sight—
A secret held in Mercy’s veiled light.

Not cast by chance, nor shaped by time or fate,
But crafted where the highest heavens wait;
From sacred clay, with Spirit gently blown,
You rose—a soul beloved, yet not your own.

A trust you bear, of breath and light composed,
A flame within, divinely interposed.
Where angels bowed at one majestic sign,
You stood, adorned by wisdom's grand design.

Each crease upon your palm, a sign unread,
Of mysteries the silent cosmos said.
Your gaze reflects the stars, the seas, the skies—
A mirror of the Truth that never dies.

You are the cup from which the cosmos sips,
The praise of God upon your heart and lips.
No idle dust, but destined and decreed—
A living verse, in word and will and deed.

So wear your form with honour, not despair,
For in that frame, the breath of God is there.
A servant crowned in dignity and grace—
The finest form in all of time and space.

O’ child of earth, yet lifted and refined,
You are the masterpiece the Lord designed.
Not merely made—but chosen, known, and free—
To walk the path of light and majesty.

Rise—for even the heavens seem displeased with your sleep, O’ unripe heart!
You've lost that lightning, that spectacle, that celestial art.

How long will you slumber in the chains of dust and clay?
You are a spark that even destiny cannot delay.

Know thyself—for you are the light of the eternal scheme,
One piercing glance of yours can resurrect a dream.

If you will it, you can command the stars in flight—
If not, your fate remains a captive of endless night.

This world depends on you—you are the rhythm of time,
Drunken self-forgetfulness has robbed you of your prime.

Set fire to every tune that moans the dirge of imitation,
Transform yourself—the current of time bends to your creation.

Ignite a longing, birth a flame, become a living blaze—
Let a tempest rise in your heart, and dawn break through your gaze.

You are not merely a drop in the ocean’s vast expanse—
You are the ocean itself, flowing free in your sacred dance.

What a reflection of my soul your heart must hold,
In its depths, my spirit’s secrets are unrolled.
Like a river that winds to the farthest shore,
Your love calls me home, forevermore.

In the quiet of your gaze, the universe lies,
The stars themselves speak through your tender eyes.
Your heart, a sanctuary, where time does cease,
In your embrace, my soul finds peace.

The world is but a shadow, fleeting and small,
But in your love, I find the truth of it all.
Your touch, a balm to my restless mind,
A haven where my spirit is entwined.

What a reflection of my soul your heart must be,
In your love, I see all eternity.
Boundless and pure, like the eternal sky,
Together, we soar, where angels fly.

For in your love, I have found my place,
A home in your heart, a sacred space.
What a reflection of my soul your heart must be,
A mirror of my dreams, forever set free.

The sweetest torment of your lips, I seek,
A kiss that makes my very spirit weak.
Each gentle press, a fire that doth ignite,
A yearning flame that burns through endless night.

Your lips, like velvet, soft and full of grace,
Do haunt my dreams, do stir my heart’s embrace.
In every touch, a world of bliss I find,
A longing deep, a passion yet unlined.

O’ let your kiss be mine, and ne’er depart,
For in thy arms, I find my truest heart.
The world may fall, but you, my sole desire,
Shall be my bliss, my passion, and my fire.

The sweetest torment, bound by love’s design,
Your lips, my dearest, shall forever be mine.

O’ Cup-Bearer, reveal Thy flame,
Let not this weary soul grow tame.
No earthly drink can touch the deep,
As one true glance that makes me leap.

Through barren lands my spirit roams,
Unchained, unbound, it seeks its home.
All vows I made, all oaths I swore,
Were swept away when Love’s door tore.

Pour not from cups of earthly clay,
But let Thy gaze light up my way.
No goblet holds the wine I seek—
I drink the glance that makes me weak.

What need of wine, or earthly grace,
When Thy pure light fills all space?
O’ stream of truth! O’ starry gleam!
Engulf the world, and birth the dream.

I know the tavern, I know the door,
Where souls are lost and spirits soar.
Strike out my name, my transient breath—
And write me in the book of death.

Not death of flesh, but death of “I”—
That I may in Thy Truth arise.
Thou art the Flame, the Sea, the Sky—
The Breath where all the ages lie.

So pour, O’ Bearer, pour the light,
Let soul be drowned in Thy delight.
No glass remains, no self, no shore—
Naught but Thy gaze, forevermore.

Your lips, they speak in whispers sweet,
A language only hearts can greet.
In every kiss, a universe,
A silent verse, a lover’s curse.

Turn thy tender eyes to me,
And let them glow so soft and free.
Like honeyed warmth on summer’s breeze,
They set my heart at perfect ease.

Gaze upon those lips, so sweet,
Where every smile is pure and neat.
Like petals kissed by dawn’s first light,
They make the world feel soft and bright.

O’ how the stars above would weep,
To see thy beauty, calm and deep.
Thy presence, like a velvet glow,
A secret love the world should know.

In thee, all sweetness finds its voice,
A melody that makes the heart rejoice.
Turn now, sweet soul, and let me see,
The love you hold so tenderly.