Poetry Blogs (2019, present)
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
If you learn from the past
Improving your future
Then you'll achieve the goal
And reach it safely faster
Pay an attention to move
Know the direction to go
Have time to Improve
Act well, not only "show"
Earn your people' regard
And don't cross the fence
Know the value of the word
Now you've got confidence
Sunday 17th February 2019 7:48 pm
I DON'T THINK, OF YESTERDAY.
LET'S TO THINK, WHAT IS TODAY?
SUN COMES, ALWAYS, BRAND-NEW.
WHY TO SEE SUN, AS GREY.
I LOVED YOU, SAME AS YOU ARE.
I BEG YOU KEEP YOUR PAST, AWAY.
I DON'T ASK, I DON'T CARE.
NOBODY IS BLAMELESS, EVERYDAY.
HEART IS OPEN, COME AND SHARE.
I NEED TO HEAR YOU, JUST SAY.
TOMORROW IS COMING, AS A SHINY DAY.
I LOVED YOU TOO, LET'...
Sunday 3rd February 2019 8:02 pm
Too much reality
can burn a hole
through your soul.
I prefer to temper it
with rose colored glasses,
as you know.
With my glasses on
I can see past the ego
to the wounds at
I can see that the
past, present, and
future are all
created for one purpose
to tell the story
of how we want to
show up in this world.
I can see beyond
Wednesday 23rd January 2019 3:08 pm
Wandering through the sunlit trees
on grassy bluebell banks, brackened
by the unfurling of softly sensual shoots;
strolling in the tide turn rippling sea
as toes sift soft sea sand, silted
and lost to the advancing wave weft;
striding across bare barren felltop
on sheep shorn Spring sprung sod, surrounded
by haze horizoned hills and hills and hills;
standing by the quie...
Friday 25th May 2018 4:36 pm
Haunted by ghosts from a distant past of mine
that remain hidden from my memory
but lie embedded somewhere in that cerebral mass.
Thinking of a present fraught with dilemma
residing at the forefront of my brain
Fermenting both fear and worry, and causing distress.
Dreaming of a future full of brightness
Floating above my corporeal form
Building and creating a beau...
Monday 9th April 2018 7:57 pm
Present — past
Past — gone
Looking back and remembering the yesterdays
Where is NOW?
Where is it?
Living in the THEN…
No, that’s not NOW, not it!
The ghost of yesterday
Is in mind
But looking back
Is the NOW you’ll never find.
Thursday 3rd August 2017 12:57 am
Cackling cows, but the milk is sour.
Poison meat that we devour.
Broken hearts left to cower.
Thursday 10th December 2015 9:12 pm
I miss the little things.
My schoolyard friends,
The summer's end,
My childish dreams.
And fear this too
Of tomorrow's day.
When I will say,
Today was full.
If Hope lies ahead
And happiness back,
It can only track
That now is dead.
The present is skiewed,
By what was then,
The future's when,
And how they're viewed.
Thursday 20th August 2015 11:57 am
The past is the past.
So, learn and build from it.
The present is here, right now.
So, live to the fullest and don't hold back.
The future is ahead of us waiting.
So, whenever that time comes
take ahold of it and don't look back.
Friday 24th October 2014 4:44 am