A Trip Back

She shares a post,
Her city’s museum,
Opposite to Pizza Hut,
But for her to see my past,
To see how I sculpted myself,
How the poetry in life smiled,
Is all I ever want,
And all I care now
Is to see her blossoming,
A renaissance,
An emotional revolution,
I am my own museum,
Worldwide collections,
With a recent discovery,
An Arabian exhibition,
A reconnection to my past,
To her own museum,
And to our blessed future.

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My Forever Angel

When the heart races for you,
The drumming sounds of life
Brings joyous smiles even when
It dwells at the edges of the world,
And even if it digs deep within
Its quaking earth or soars over
Volcanic mountains, my Angel,
Your warming smile births
Childhood whispers with dreams
So vast such that one day, mom,
You may live so proud of me.

Cosmos for a Soul

Imagine a minute circular particle,
Travelling throughout the cosmos,
Always colliding and separating,
Maybe an adventure of a lifetime.

Imagine meeting this universal entity,
You see it as a royal glistening world,
A wild waterfall to your edged mind,
A soothing moonlight to your eyes.

Now imagine it sharing its life,
You realise that what you saw
In it and what you felt for it,
Perfectly befits her heavenly soul.

A Spontaneous Magical Faerie

Your smile warms my heart,
Your thought eases my breaths,
Your eye ignites my universe.

An art to my grey world,
A song to my silent nights,
A compass to my lost days.

The youth to my aging soul,
The end to my previous life,
The beginning to my next one.

It was You She Hanged, Remember!

Needles keep striking your chest,
The place where you remember,
Beautiful memories like red roses,
But then the thorns bleed you dry,
And you stop. You retreat. You –
Forget about her, all of her,
You have unmasked this being,
So, move on and forget that hug,
Forget that smile and that dance,
The songs and the infinite poetry,
All you need to do is remember,
Remember her twisted words,
Making you feel guilty every time,
Shackled and imprisoned in her world,
Each step thinking twice or ten times,
Until you stop talking to everyone,
Relationships cut, deleted, stabbed,
And with her incessant hisses:
Your own self she enslaved,
Your close friends she drowned,
And at last, it was you that she hanged,
Remember?!

Exploring an Iron Lady

Let me sing this song for her dazzling eyes,
And draw musical notes to shape her smiles,
To hug her as we dance in a whole new world,
The dance is all from her imaginative creation,
And round each other’s curves we gently slide,
For she has choreographed her own beautiful life,
And it is reflecting her cute self and gorgeousness,
Her lovely soul I adore and her young heart, too.

My Angelic Being

Send me towards a heavenly realm,
Where I can dance to your whispers,
Dazzle me with your celestial figure,
And stop the world beating its heart,
Always keep me by your adorable side,
And I will paint you a fabulous portrait,
Look into my eyes and let me go crazy,
Order your soul to merge into mine,
Let us sing out loud my angelic being.