Love doesn’t ask much;
She knew she doesn’t have to.
Love knew that though he was breaking her heart,
He was protecting her in the meanest and kindest way possible.
Love knew that a hard labor can only buy her a pair of hairclip;
So she let her hair down instead.
Love knew pain like her best friend;
yet, love also knows forgiveness.
Love knew life was hard already
So she held his hand and never let him go.
I thought I prefer to see his face
With no beard nor mustache;
But when I saw him,
I knew I was wrong;
And all the ideas of him
Was gone from my head
I knew I was seeing the man that he is;
The raw, the 2 AM version of him
Is standing right in front of my very eyes
But I still got razor in my hand
And a cream;
I was waiting for my turn,
But when he came to me,
I just stared at him like an idiot,
Throwing a glance on his pretty damn eyes
Admiring the mess in his baffling face.
Maybe I wasn’t supposed to be
feeling this way,
Because maybe, just maybe
We just thought that it was meant to be
When it should never have started
To begin with.
You can’t always wish for the rain to stop
You can’t always wait for the storm to pass
But you can always share your umbrella to someone who doesn’t have one
In another time
In another place
Maybe in another space
You will look into my eyes
I will see your face
And we will fall in love again
You will come and find me
I will look and see you
Our hearts will beat faster
This bond will be so much stronger
There will be no goodbyes
Just our hello and our smiles
In another time and place
We will meet and we will love again
All that glitters
All that sparkles
I so long to see
I so long to feel
Just like your heart
Just like your smile
But you’re miles away
Love’s too far away
If love blooms,
If I stay, Will you?
Men marched slowly down into the abyss
Butterflies lie on the ground, lifeless
A beautiful remnant of a dark fairytale I once had
How can someone be so numb
To not feel such powerful existence
On its back and had to succumb
The cliché of everything in its essence
Sparks fly and forces in and around
You were like a rose left in a garden
Of throne, darkness and found
Yet, you are that forbidden
Dreams fall in your heart
Like mist roaming at night
Leaves fall like those tears
Some days, you will have to fear
But I won’t let them get to you
It’s like I can do so few
Dark days may be ahead
But the flame of my love will mend
Clearing the sky for you
So you can see through
You’re a unique soft soul
Wrapped in a stone
A fist so hard to resist
But can’t see its worth
You’re a gem so rare
That I so love to stare at.
Sleep tight, little one
Let the clouds roll by
Let the time pass by
Don’t think you missed a chance.
You’ll soon be on that beautiful place
Where war and crimes do not exist
Where there is no conflict to cease
Where you will no longer worry or cry.
Where bombs do not exist and your heart explodes in happiness
Where you will drown only in joy and laughter.
Sleep tight, little one.
You’ll sure be in Paradise.
You were my sweetest nightmare
My favorite blue flame
And so far, my almost lover.
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I don’t look to see you.
You see, I look for you all the time.
Maybe I’m just a little confused
And more sure than ever…
She was a living paradox
She would shut the door
But wants him to knock
She tells him to leave
But wants him to stay
She would send him smiles
While there are tears
She wants him,
But she doesn’t want to stay
A paradox or a lie?
She can’t figure herself out.
No, don’t look into my eyes
You might see the glitters
No, don’t look when I smile
You might see me lose my mind
No, don’t feel my heart
It’s a fear I hardly hide
No, don’t look at me
You might feel my heart beating fast
No, don’t be sweet, telling me take care
You know how you can take me to heights
No, don’t make me feel you miss me too
You know I’ve been dying to see you
No, don’t ever think I’m in love with you
Cause you know I’ll shut off as soon as you knew
No, don’t tell me you’re leaving anyway
You know how and why I’ll bleed everyday
The music of your heart beating
Seems to fit in everything
My thoughts were occupied by you
You act like you never knew
You logged your existence
And you seem to not pay at all
This can’t be good, this is not fair
Because I need to see you stare
You’re a poison in my head
You seem to linger longer
You’re closer than ever
You give my heart a fever
We were before
Little by little
Inch by inch
We got close
By each melody
You erase each tragedy
Each spring feels winter
We love like summer
He’s fond of watching the sky
By how the clouds roll by
Each day when he pulls the blinds
He get what he never find
Each morning, she would stay
Smiles at him and say
And the lights turns red and white
He can see her heart in the clouds
That’s why he always looks up.
The problem is she let her world
Revolve in a man she cares for
But when the love gets cold
When the flower dies
When the water runs cold
And the burn turns to dust
She leaves as if she must
She said “They say the best things in life are free – friendship, love and peace of mind”.
He said “Yes, I agree”.
She said “If I can only pay the price to get him back, I should have long paid for it”
He said “Yup. Sometimes love doesn’t accept payments. Besides, you’re just making yourself in debt of something not worth your tears.”
She said “What do you mean?”
“Move on”, he said.
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When I lie down, I feel my heart beating. It’s trembling fast, as fast as how your wheels go when you drive.
I don’t know if this is palpitation, or some way how my body releases stress. I’m stuck in between so many side of things.
Lastly, I don’t know if this is love.
He worries for her being tripped at, being abused, being hurt.
He said “It’s still dark outside”.
She said “I don’t really have to go outside to see the dark side of things”.
“Then stay with me outside, I would love to see your eyes glimmering with a dark sky in a breaking dawn”, He said while staring at her eyes like there’s no forever.
This morning, I’ve visited a link from a Facebook friend, which is about 5 persecuted poets:
Aron Atabek – Kazakhstan
Mohammed Ibn al-Dheeb al-Ajami – Qatar
Enoh Meyomesse – Cameroon Susana Chávez Castillo – Mexico
Liu Xia – China
They were persecuted, detained, imprisoned and murdered because of their activism in poetry.
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