Poetry Blogs (love song)
You are the sum of every silly love song. Every sweet melody. Your laugh is the soundtrack of my every daydream. Your voice is the lullaby that sings me to sleep every night, whether your head rests on the pillow beside mine or not. Your kisses pump the blood through my veins and give me strength when I'm feeling my weakest.
You play, I sing. We complete each other in all of the better ways. Anyo...
Monday 12th August 2019 5:39 am
I sat down to write you a love song
But I couldn't hear the music
Without you near.
I put down the pen,
Looked out the window
At the same sky you see
The same clouds you stopped in the street to watch
As they traveled across the sky.
You took my hand, I lifted my eyes
As the world passed by.
In that moment with
The wandering clouds
You wrote me a love song.
Friday 8th March 2019 2:10 pm
Yet with the woes of sin and strife
Our World has suffered long
Beneath the Angel-strain have rolled
Two thousand years of wrong:
And man, at war with man, hears not
The love-song, which they bring
Oh! Hush the noise, ye men of strife
And hear the Angels sing!
For Lo! The days are hastening on
By prophet-bards foretold
When with the ever-circling years
Saturday 15th December 2018 7:15 am
How could she go
cause her daddy wasn’t far away
unless she really wants
to kiss to this sad song
the difference is we both wake up
to the cadence of a different love
then I am made like the villain
I only want a peaceful morning
do you remember when
I saw you fucking him again
don’t you forget
to say you’re sorry
the bloom is off the rose
Saturday 12th March 2016 5:04 pm
Overdose (Of Love)
I’ve taken an overdose,
pumped into my veins
the fever of love,
now I’m going insane.
It’s deadening sense
and destroying my brain –
what the hell do I care?
but I can’t stand the pain.
take my breath away
is there no other way?
The dragon of darkness
tells you to stay,
as morning bre...
Thursday 22nd August 2013 8:14 pm
By: Ali Taha Alnobani
I'm to leave now
A tall ghost is carrying my bag
A long street is walking behind me
A mad merchant bought my smiles
And no water to renew the dusk
I can't have my step begun
Even if the rain washed my tears
I'm to leave now
Can I have a deep look at your eyes?
Can I take my dreams, your smile
And my dried red rose?...
Wednesday 6th March 2013 7:33 pm
© 2011 by Ali Taha Alnobani
Tuesday 5th March 2013 11:41 am
Tuesday 5th March 2013 11:26 am
The autumn is coming,
The August is charming,
But the rain often darkens the sky,
And I know, you certainly love me
As I once long ago loved you.
Why the yearning
Is burning inside you?
Why are you so sad when with me?
Why in August the dreams
Can’t be sweet as in spring?
The rowan is reddish
But not for the anguish
Rain drops k...
Tuesday 28th August 2012 6:53 pm
Friday 22nd October 2010 10:40 pm