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Love behind a lamp
He went to the store
And he bought me
a dinosaur lamp
He gave it to me
and he said
"it made me think of you"
I have a dinosaur
a dinosaur lamp
He knows i love them
Honestly..
that's love to me
that's all i need.
Wednesday 13th November 2024 6:09 pm
Live Each Day As The Last
God presented me with a gift,
I looked at it and was surprised.
This item I couldn't manage to lift
Before I could anything realize.
Early in the morning, I made my plans.
But vanity decided to break intention.
My hopes went away with the vans.
And the prices they didn't mention.
I was quick at twenty, thirty, and so on.
I did not see the false o...
Saturday 19th October 2024 9:01 am
Know You Better
Know You Better
I know you will be there at the agreed date and time.
I open my screen and there you are;
no excuses, not late, nor disinterested, never vague,
rather switched on, involved, intense, passionate, reflective, attentive.
Called to the stand I find a voice.
You listen quietly as I speak the unspoken.
Kindly, you allow me to continue
neve...
Monday 7th September 2020 2:23 pm
A Bracelet Of Daisies
A Bracelet Of Daisies
She made me a daisy bracelet
And twisted the stems round my wrist
We swore we would never forget
the sun slowly set as we kissed
And for a short while that was true
love blossomed like that daisy chain
but those white petals never grew
the green shoots were twisted in pain
It hurts when you’re given a heart
that unnourished withers and ...
Monday 20th April 2020 2:51 pm
The choice
Translation of my Arabic Poem (“The Choice”)
Who, in the World, chooses his birth?
Who chooses his family and children?
Who chooses his fate and country?
Who chooses the time to go to heaven?
But it is possible to choose our day
To sincerely care about family and work
This will be the first right step to our future
To achieve our goals while we're alive
Your name and countr...
Monday 25th February 2019 8:11 pm
No Voice
Without a voice
I am left here in this world
to forever be silent.
Because as I try to speak,
my voice vanishes so quickly,
so that I'm left here unspoken
with no one to hear what I have to say.
And for someone to apprehend
my words I speak, with my unheard voice,
would be such a miracle I can't explain.
But even though I have no physical voice
I have a language of my own I write.
A ...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:40 am
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