Poetry: Footprints

Footprints in my heart
Walked over again
And again
In fear of being wiped out
Waiting for the storm to be over
At last - Peaceful breeze
Footprints will remain
Always

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Short Poetry: Collection 4

About Past Memories:

I drew a circle in the air
And placed all memories in there
Kicked it as hard as I could
And now? You don't EXIST!

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About Real Miracles:

I asked the fairy for some magic
She pointed to my heart

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About Beauty:

True beauty lies in a snowflake
And those who are worthy of it

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About Time:

I tripped over time today
I wish I did not

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About Life:

Glide through life
Even though life
Seems to be
A humpy road

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About Gratitude:

Birds greet the day
Learn

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About Life:

Left in a tunnel
Of killing darkness
I finally understood
The meaning of life

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About Knowledge:

Alif Ba Ta -
Alphabet

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About Beauty:

Even butterflies
Used to be worm once

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About Love:

Blessed by the season
In which fire is burning

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About Rebellion:

They told me not to do it
That's why I did it!


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Short Poetry: Collection 3

About War:

Little ladybird
Black ships sailing the Red Sea -
Blood of innocence

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About Reality:

Underneath the apple tree
I woke up to reality

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About Traitors:

There were tears in her eyes
Each a droplet of her lies

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About War:

No tulip, no rose

Can heal the scar
Made by the cactus

Of war

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About Liars:

I know a sssecret
The snake whispered -
I ran away

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About Past Memories:

The goldfish keeps swimming in my head
I wish it to stop so I can forget

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About Silence:

Sometimes
I speak silence

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About Silence:

Silver means a little
Gold means even more
But what really has a meaning
Is when there's no words at all

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About Real Beauty:

Amazed by the beauty
In her eyes -
I moved in closer
And realised
It was all reflected
From the outside
I lost interest...



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Short Poetry: Collection 2 - Love&Pain

Photo: Reema

About Love:

Never say "I love you"
I don't care if you do
But show me that you love me
I'll promise I'll love you too

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About Heartbreak:

Morning after morning
I wake up to the night

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About Knowledge:

Soft summer whispers
To the leaves of olive trees
Spreading words of wisdom

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About Confessions:

If
I told you
Would you
Believe?

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About Love:

Golden rose petals
Dissappear in midnight sky
Leaving stars behind

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About Heartbreak:

You can break a mountain
But you're too weak
To break my heart

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About Reality:

Have you seen my silver wings?
I lost them in my dreams

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About Heartbreak:

Wounds give strength
Said the broken tree
Even though it was dying


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Speaking of Pain

No one gets used to pain
It's just a matter of not showing it

Short Poetry: Collection 1

About Lost Friends:

It was there
But then gone
Evaporated into the atmosphere
Gone, never to return
Far, far away
Yet still by my side

I stille wonder

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About Divorce:

Rainbow from Heaven
Alphabet of wisdom
Love within hatred

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About Heartbreak:

Purple crystal tears

Brighten ice-cold winter
Autumn breeze is gone

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About God & Faith:

If the universe didn't exist,
What would exist in its place?

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About Faith:

It's all about
Believing
Hoping
Trying
Failing
Trying
Hoping
Believing

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About Real Love:

In the eyes of a man
Lies are hidden
In the heart of the wise
Access is forbidden

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About Real Love:

Come, fill my soul with fire
And rise me to my throne
Then leave me stupid liar
I'm better on my own

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About Faith:

Trip, Rise, Smile
Fail, Cry, Fail
Smile, Rise, Trip
Who cares?

Try again!

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Poetry: Charcoal Chamber

Charcoal chamber

Grey symbols

Of ancient messages

Engraved in rough walls

Charcoal chamber

The untold tragedy

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Poetry: Love me, love me not?

Ruby red, seed by seed
Careful not to burst any
Each one so precious
All emotions focused
Seed by seed
Seed by seed
Love me, love me not

Love me, love me not-

Love's fate in a pomegranate

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Poetry: Not In Liberty's Name - A Dedication to Iraq

I wrote this poem in dedication to all innocent people who have suffered in the ongoing Iraq War.

Cheapest of all this deadly game
Deceiving minds in Liberty's name
No peace, no freedom, no life at all
A nation oppressed, but I promise I shall
Die if I must for this nation I love
Be brave little child, spread your wings little dove
Upon all what we want, the taste of peace
No blood anymore, no fighting please!
And cheapest of all, this deadly game
No blood must be spilled in Liberty's name.

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Escape From Reality

Before me I watch the sea. Its systematic ripples almost hypnotise me, I'm spellbound. Its beauty appeals.. almost magical. I'm breathless. Me and the sea only, nothing beyond, nothing behind. It draws me closer, closer. My bare skin is almost in contact with the water. I hear distant sounds from behind me. In a far away place children are crying. Men are screaming. Something is up, something really bad. I can sense it. Something is burning. Sirens about to sounds. I should turn. I sould run to help. But the water.. it attracts me. No muscle is moving, and somehow I'm gliding just above the ground's surface. Like a magnet the sea attracts me, little by little.. so slowly, I'm almost there. The screams and cries are getting louder, perhaps closer. But I don't want to know. I don't want to turn. I can't turn, no, not now.. I'm almost there! The water, oh how perfectly cool it now feels against my skin. Rising, rising.. reaching my chest now. An ice-cold relief and some invisible hands turn me to face what once was behind me: A burning city, ruined homes. I see orphans, dead bodies.. I smile, one last time, before the sucking power of death overtakes me. I am free.

I'm Not Every Girl

When you look at me, you think you know me. You look at me and I smile. Like a mirror I reflect the rays back to you and you smile back, though you don't know me. You think I'm happy. You look into my eyes, they're so intense! You feel the warmth in them, it makes you feel comfortable, it assures you. You look at me dance, I glide through air! So smoothly, so gracefully, each step a perfection. And when I speak, I whisper. You can barely hear me.. a protection in voice. So you look at me, and you think you know me. Please, look again, try to see me! Behind the smile, there are endless nights of crying. Behind my eyes, there's an empty sadness. The dancing you observe is nothing but the silent scream to the world.. please understand, I'm not every girl.

The Silence Before The Strike

Speaking of isolation there's nothing left in this world. Everything is far worse now. Like the terrifying silence before the strike. Everyone's attacking everyone. Everyone's being arrogant. They think they know it all. They think they know everything. I hate them! I hate all of them, down to the last person. Oh, I really, really do! Those who believe they're really something, and those who are dumb enough to believe and worship these arrogant people. And all men who got no respect for women. They think they're so superior when they're really all losers without the female presence. Then they, most of them, think about sex in such a backward way. Most men see females and girls as pure objects. And when they're angry they call us bitches and whores. They beat us, insult us, abuse us. Then they want respect from us, as if they deserve it for free. Can you believe that!? It would surprise me if I met one, normal, loving, caring man. Really, I'd be surprised..

Speaking of Divorce

The house is quiet. Nobody's around, except my mom. I feel so isolated. Again, a cageless prisoner. This whole world, this life is a prison. I'm doomed to be here whether I want to or not. A continued pace. Step by step. Breath by breath. This has been the most confusing and most boring time of my life. But nobody cares. Nobody knows. And it doesn't matter if they know or not, what would they change anyway? Yeah, that's right, everything would just remain the same... Like this self-declared war. I hate adults! I don't want to grow up. Not at all, I mean it. The way adults hate each other. The way adults don't use their brains to think. The way adults ruin families, lives! I swear, the more they grow older, the dumber they become. Their hearts harden, their souls evaporate.. You know, the bad thing in life is when two adults, a wife and a husband, don't love eachother anymore. Nothing compares.. Nothing!

When Love Is Forgotten

I dunno. Sometime I feel so lonely. Like a lost creature in a faraway, forgotten world. A person, a place nobody remembers no more. An untold fairytale. And I really wish I had something, someone here with me. A hand, a shoulder. Anything. But I guess.. Reality is not as sweet as it seems. Like do you really believe in love? I think I did. Once. But it's so fake... It's always fake! People love no more! Feel no more! Their ignorance, their arrogance - there's no heart within their chests. You've seen how people so coldly divorce their wives? Let their children suffer? Seek the worldly desires of sexual lust rather than pure and honest love. Compassion, caress.. Animals no longer seem like animals. These very men do. They tower above us thinking they are dominant, that we have to obey them no matter what. What's up with the world today? What's up with everyone? We hurry through life in love with this world. And so our hearts turn to stone and steel and we slowly, but surely, forget the sweet taste of love. The doom of desire..