And i get jealous
of every feminine figure around
of how intimidated by them you sound
of every smile you shyly exchange
with a bold devouring eye grip
of their every stare strip
of every wicked kissing sun ray
and every calling moonlight sway
i get jealous in every dangerous way
Of those crazily excited Diyptique drops
getting to kiss your neck
then lazily crawl down your chest
of this coffee cup
where your delicious lips rest
of the last smoke in your cigarette
of that black tie and this white shirt
of these lucky buttons
tickling your skin in a playful flirt
of your phone stupid rings
bringing you other women's voices
telling you their mischievous words
I get jealous of every word you say
of every song you nostalgically play
that doesn't bring me dancing to your wildest arena
My Heart, Your Tray
Me, your favorite wine
i even get jealous of my every line
about you
of every sketch of you i drew
even they get to pass by your eyes, heart
and hide in a corner of your mysterious mind
i get jealous my love
of my eyes staring relentlessly at you
of my hands touching your every hair
behind a screen
of your gorgeous fat fingers
typing for me
as i desperately wait
for you to just...
Hello!
within the pain,rises the madness of reason and the sanity of the illusion..:)
Always on My Mind you baby...
Monday, March 24, 2014
Saturday, March 22, 2014
To the Little stronger piece of your Heart...
that you get it wrong at times
you sometimes prose where it should Rhymes
tell him that you are not perfect
neither he should strive to be
teach him to be human
to appreciate his flaws
change his mind
yet keep his vows
and always stick to his faith
more than you did
tell him its a mad world out there
ruthless
heartless
and he has to show his true colors
to survive
fight not for peace
never judge a whole from a piece
tell him you picked the wrong roses
and at times you smashed the right ones
for there are no rights or wrongs
there are only choices
inner intuitive voices
that come from his heart
those are the ones where to start
tell him he should be mercy
when it's most cruel
and to his passion
he should be the fuel
tell him that you tried
and that being better than you
is simply impossible
he should only be his own human mastery
living his moments off its magical imaginary
tell him its fine to fail
as long as he rises stronger
teach him to be gentle on himself
and furious to every other injustice
every time has its call
teach him to appreciate every fall
we wouldn't have never knew hope
if we weren't first drenched in despair
tell him its almost always unfair
but we still dare
we still care
teach him to believe in his Dreams
and be strong enough to live his worst nightmares
help him to reach out to you
when it's blurry and blue
your being there by his side
is the Best Role Model you can ever provide.
have faith in his heart
of you, its the best part
so just love him in every way you can
fear no more,
He will always hold your hand through the darkness
even if with a single "k"
he still giggles saying your name for his self identification.
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Shall we Dance?
So i Dance
Asking all the questions
in a spin
chest open
heart broken
like a bleeding mention
i hide and turn
stripping the words off my silence
i rain in tears upon your magnificence
each step is a universe
that is yours and mine
i am the cup and you my wine
each twirl is a flowing river
each blink brings along a shiver
rising along your stares
i fly
to your heavens
and lovingly burn
in your reason's hell
But i dance
with you in my eyes
for you listen to my sways
with every breath
i shall live again
resurrected out of this pain
recollected
reinvented
where we can always fly
where all the answers can die
there, on the arena of our wildest imagination.
Asking all the questions
in a spin
chest open
heart broken
like a bleeding mention
i hide and turn
stripping the words off my silence
i rain in tears upon your magnificence
each step is a universe
that is yours and mine
i am the cup and you my wine
each twirl is a flowing river
each blink brings along a shiver
rising along your stares
i fly
to your heavens
and lovingly burn
in your reason's hell
But i dance
with you in my eyes
for you listen to my sways
with every breath
i shall live again
resurrected out of this pain
recollected
reinvented
where we can always fly
where all the answers can die
there, on the arena of our wildest imagination.
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Telepathy...
In your absence
all the letters fall down
hanging off the line
dead of longing
in the verse cenotaph
the eyes lean on a photograph
while the sighs roar
at the crowded void
you are not there
but here
no, here...
where the heart lingers
some desperate whispers
still call
then fall tall
at your resistance wall
as i randomly roam
Some fortunate thoughts
crawl
like a space ball
in your beautiful mind
and come out of your fingertips
to revive the demons of the words
breathing the letters back to life
like the most satisfied wife
the verse screams
in orgasmic extremes
the lines moan
shaking to the bone
every dot is a shiver
you are always a giver
but the heart is a begger
asking for your every love deed
these hungry visions your eyes feed
crave your hopeless mirage
seek in your darkness
its own sunlight
Then you rise
shining in disguise
behind the written shield
as mad as wise
i read your otherwise
and bloom
may your coming forever remains
even within that spectacular telepathy.
)
all the letters fall down
hanging off the line
dead of longing
in the verse cenotaph
the eyes lean on a photograph
while the sighs roar
at the crowded void
you are not there
but here
no, here...
where the heart lingers
some desperate whispers
still call
then fall tall
at your resistance wall
as i randomly roam
Some fortunate thoughts
crawl
like a space ball
in your beautiful mind
and come out of your fingertips
to revive the demons of the words
breathing the letters back to life
like the most satisfied wife
the verse screams
in orgasmic extremes
the lines moan
shaking to the bone
every dot is a shiver
you are always a giver
but the heart is a begger
asking for your every love deed
these hungry visions your eyes feed
crave your hopeless mirage
seek in your darkness
its own sunlight
Then you rise
shining in disguise
behind the written shield
as mad as wise
i read your otherwise
and bloom
may your coming forever remains
even within that spectacular telepathy.
Friday, March 14, 2014
Studies...
Hey you,
... i love you
so into you like an itching habit
like an incurable disease
that i am blessed with
i would never wanna heal of
a massive invasion
an impossible equation
you occupy my strength fortresses
demolish all my resistance towers
and leave me a prey of obsession
such a savage, gentle barbarian habit
that i rejoice its every colonization
you are the army general of my verse
the persuasive power whenever we converse
its always about you the writing&the oppression
Your sensual being electrifies everything
it burns my feminine weapons
exhaust my languages
tore my strongest lines apart
shake my pouring fingers
and the shivering white sheet
your eyes are my exceptional treat
where i deliberately sink for a life saving mission
Your magnificent self sets fire to my everything
lightening in my mind furniture
satin sheets of my beds
and your voice blows my silence thunder
as i listen in ultimate wonder
how can your vocal cords play heaven symphonies
in every session?
how can i run at your every word
like a refugee
of you i flee
and to you i declare my victorious submission
Everyday i learn you by heart
study your feelings map
sing along as your silence tap
the music of your lips
and the roaring winds of your sighs
i belly dance for your random whys
sprinkle my soul upon your cries
drench in your rivers of sweat
as i recall your every drop's taste
talk endlessly to your every form
take your every absence by storm
i get angry when you hide
dangling off my solitude tip
blowing empty bubbles of anticipation
until i get reborn in your dimpled laughter
rising from beyond my loudest whisper
holding me tighter
my heart grows fonder
between those words you never say
and the ones your eyes spill in every ignorant recognition.
... i love you
so into you like an itching habit
like an incurable disease
that i am blessed with
i would never wanna heal of
a massive invasion
an impossible equation
you occupy my strength fortresses
demolish all my resistance towers
and leave me a prey of obsession
such a savage, gentle barbarian habit
that i rejoice its every colonization
you are the army general of my verse
the persuasive power whenever we converse
its always about you the writing&the oppression
Your sensual being electrifies everything
it burns my feminine weapons
exhaust my languages
tore my strongest lines apart
shake my pouring fingers
and the shivering white sheet
your eyes are my exceptional treat
where i deliberately sink for a life saving mission
Your magnificent self sets fire to my everything
lightening in my mind furniture
satin sheets of my beds
and your voice blows my silence thunder
as i listen in ultimate wonder
how can your vocal cords play heaven symphonies
in every session?
how can i run at your every word
like a refugee
of you i flee
and to you i declare my victorious submission
Everyday i learn you by heart
study your feelings map
sing along as your silence tap
the music of your lips
and the roaring winds of your sighs
i belly dance for your random whys
sprinkle my soul upon your cries
drench in your rivers of sweat
as i recall your every drop's taste
talk endlessly to your every form
take your every absence by storm
i get angry when you hide
dangling off my solitude tip
blowing empty bubbles of anticipation
until i get reborn in your dimpled laughter
rising from beyond my loudest whisper
holding me tighter
my heart grows fonder
between those words you never say
and the ones your eyes spill in every ignorant recognition.
Thursday, March 13, 2014
My Souvenir Box...
I don't have anything from you
to hold on to
to cuddle with in my cold solitude
not a word
not a rose
nor a smell
not even a clue
but still
i have everything off you
that i need
all the lively visions
your mighty absences feed
all the presences your silence breeds
i keep them for company
in my Heart Box of souvenirs
All the words
you never speak
all the roses
you never pick
and all the signs
you never mean
all the tears
you hold unshed
i tenderly kissed
all the cities you are yet to visit
are in my eyes
and all the games you are yet to play
are on my lips
all the kingdoms you are to rule
are exotically spread upon my skin
they say i am crazy
but i say we met
in all these places you didn't touch
within your mind
we hugged&kissed
dancing around the wildest thoughts
like loving stars do beyond the spheres
A memory of you?
no, i have all i need
i have the soil&the seed
in my heart i keep you close
soul of the verse
Heart of the prose
all those dreams you don't remember
are where we lived the most
laughed the most
and cried our hearts out
you just missed out
all those hugs you didn't crash
are where i get my strength
and all those questions you never replied
hold the answers i need
all those moments you didn't greet
sparkle for me in the darkest nights
everything about you that was never mine
is what i intimately treasure
for it is only about you
that anything ever means something to me.
And i believe my love
that all the lifetimes we never had
will be the ones we shall forever share.
to hold on to
to cuddle with in my cold solitude
not a word
not a rose
nor a smell
not even a clue
but still
i have everything off you
that i need
all the lively visions
your mighty absences feed
all the presences your silence breeds
i keep them for company
in my Heart Box of souvenirs
All the words
you never speak
all the roses
you never pick
and all the signs
you never mean
all the tears
you hold unshed
i tenderly kissed
all the cities you are yet to visit
are in my eyes
and all the games you are yet to play
are on my lips
all the kingdoms you are to rule
are exotically spread upon my skin
they say i am crazy
but i say we met
in all these places you didn't touch
within your mind
we hugged&kissed
dancing around the wildest thoughts
like loving stars do beyond the spheres
A memory of you?
no, i have all i need
i have the soil&the seed
in my heart i keep you close
soul of the verse
Heart of the prose
all those dreams you don't remember
are where we lived the most
laughed the most
and cried our hearts out
you just missed out
all those hugs you didn't crash
are where i get my strength
and all those questions you never replied
hold the answers i need
all those moments you didn't greet
sparkle for me in the darkest nights
everything about you that was never mine
is what i intimately treasure
for it is only about you
that anything ever means something to me.
And i believe my love
that all the lifetimes we never had
will be the ones we shall forever share.
)
)Monday, February 24, 2014
His Side Effects...
its like i am the only one listening
the only one shivering
shimmering..around his spark
like the universe shuts down
except for his voice
tuning into my soul
how deeper can i still fall?
like there are no words
but the ones he pick
like the seas get still
and the boldest thunders chick
He whispers hymns
in my shrine of love
and i offer my heart
everytime he humms
beating upon burning drums
his breaths explore my skin
When his eyes stare
its like i am in his everywhere
like he gazes only to my eyes
like i am the queen of his fantasies
like he is the elixir to my ecstacies
like there is no sunshine
except off his sight
Then i hold on as tight
to his wandering soul
that rests every night
in my deepest within
When he smiles
i feel like the whole world is happy
even my heart
like i am the only one catching his joy
like a kid he is and i his favorite toy
i like when he speaks, stares and when he smiles
i like when i feel these wildly dancing butterflies
just at his exotic rise.
But i love when he comes
out of my lace dreams
open arms as i run
i love when he cuddles up in my mind
curling to my daring thoughts
i love when i can close my eyes on him
and call him mine,
i love when i sip him in
like that fine old flavored wine
i love the way he tastes
dipped in my yearning sweetness
and drenched in his bittered longing.
i love when we cross the world in a random thought
laughing at all the odds
living and dying in a bubbly shell
buying what tomorrow has to sell
one wish at a time.
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