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The fear is creeping inside with every single step I take Seems like everyone is going to hurt and their sympathies are fake With broken dreams and a heavy heart, I still hope to find solace Though in the past,
She builds booby traps from paper clips And ration cans while her GI lover Blows smoke rings But around here a confession constitutes A conviction even if your mouth is full of gold And yet she admits to nothing But
Winter has the taste of melancholy; my window puts on a cloak of glass, wraps its face with a shawl of lead and drops cold tears, each time universe shrinks. (2) Migrant birds have a travelling homeland in sky and
After a peek into the world news, I will start asking many questions to myself in the dialect of hurling petrol bombs that, how many names of a god are valid in my poor dictionary of past truths? I start
(1) In old time, Before the sun stopped circling around us; Before it started to work as a painter of our shadows and the shadow of time over place; Before it adopted the hobby to boil sand inside a vessel
When given a deep thought a certain realization hovered over my head. …truly everything happens for a reason, a reason that sometimes may be an unknown illusion, sometimes the things we curse and at times something that overwhelms us to
The spill of sheen after deep throat explosion. Not as special as the day appeared. Afraid of complete annihilation? Was it possible? Untenable? Living in a cavern full of bats? A key slept in a lock unmoving the golden doors.
There, out there In the street corners On the sidewalks And hung, dangling Are dreams! Cute and adorable Hot, yet fishy Dazzling, but foxy There, too many In the exquisite malls Draped on elegant idols Bewitching every heart Enticing dreams!
Is it all just a big mistake The Earth got bored and had a big earthquake Did the universe decide instead of expanding lets just create The postman arrives at ten past eleven and he’s five minutes late I sit
Life invades the truth. Who cares? The night was thin, my eyes will search for stars. Now pain travels, backward from a smile? A myth unfolds the terror, of infinite tomorrows, an escape from the eternity? We will die, only
Stuntion Stuntion I made you a girl with plenty of emotions You always asked for my attention Hurting you wasn’t my intention When you start to know me I changed like a season I know you are mad and I’m
What is music, one questions It’s something beyond the most vivid imagination Beyond the golden shine of the daffodil fields at sunset With their faint reflection in the crystal blue heavens above About the cherry rosettes delicately sewn on a
I’ve waited all week to again see your face To smell your perfume during lovers embrace Hold your hand gently stare into your eyes I whisper I love you the truth never lies We look at each other with longing
You’re my personal brand of cocaine, surely you should suppress the suffering and numb the pain. My rose petal lips are engulfed in your kiss of death. I worship at your feet, when I have you, who really needs meth?
My beloved you are so sweet Your beauty even Spring can’t beat Warm more than scorching sun heat Our hearts are blended to meet I have not seen beauty like you Very many come cross and through What to learn
There she stood in the dark, Dark hair billowing around her, Her body, a perfect hourglass… Skin; her skin was so smooth, Smoother, even, than a surface of glass, Glass-like she was, oh-so-fragile… Her lips were full and red, Redder
Weaving fine fibres of unripe beliefs, from a fire base, a blue bird scrambles, shading the stone valley. There was no thrift for the cadavers. The burnt relics were eating away the greens of tearful eyes. Sun was slugging again.
A waft of breeze touched my face. A puff of scent filled my senses. You brushed my hand, Gently, as you walked passed. I turned. Tranced. Bewitched. My eyes followed. I saw you over those busy shoulders. Your blue shirt.
Right choices How can we make? Tracks of knowledge How can we take? Footprint of a thought A starting note Faithfully follow Roots of a willow Spreading so deep For the leaves to weep Diverging from one to another To
I miss you in the vacuum that was once you. In the stillness of a cemetry afternoon. In the dinner table, with an empty seat. In family photographs, now incomplete. In my husband-to-be, In the grandchildren you did not see.
To the twinkling star, so far away. I cannot reach as I pray! For safety in your present state, Amongst a land of hate! Tears glaze my eyes,I reminisce our growing up. Denial fills my mind, I refuse to believe.
This poem is dedicated to the twenty one Egyptian martyrs who were kidnapped by the (ISIS) in Libya and slaughtered in cold blood. Their mothers were waiting , their families were crying their souls were sighing they were worried about
I am the shore and the sea luring myself in a ritual dance, quenching my earthen thirst with the liquid peace of my soul’s meat- the tumultuous clay’s restlessness numb in ephemeral, soothed by the penetrating rhythm of the immutable
Whirling discus thrower controlled precision, spinning presence concentrated energy coiled awareness for that one release Watcher sees and knows at the moment of letting go this one will be good same dynamic for shot putter, javelin thrower conscious complex actions
I woke up, got hit by a rock No wait, feels more like a truck It doesn’t matter I’m broken and my heart is scattered Listen closely friend; LOVE does not matter Those empty promises, shallow vows The memories, the
Lives have been lived by millions of people that have been forgotten or worse never known. People that walked our world, looked at the same sun, the same moon that we see today. Lived lives, had families, lost loved ones,