By Mahmoud Darwish
If I Were a Hunter
If a hunter I were
I’d give the gazelle
a chance, and another,
and a third, and a tenth,
to doze a little. My share
of the ***** would be
peace of mind under
her dozing head.
I have the power to vanquish
but that I relinquish,
and I become as pure
as the water where
she comes for a drink.
If a hunter I were
a fraternity I’d declare
with the gazelle:
“Don’t be scared of the rifle,
wretched sister, it’s a trifle.”
And we would listen, safe from harm,
to the wolf’s howls in a distant farm.
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 3:49 AM UTC
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*Breathe the bright moments
in life and hold them.
Let them go gently
as you would
release a butterfly.
For they will come back with love.
Let love come to you
as a soft breeze finds you
in a quiet moment
in a sweltering afternoon.
Love will return in perfect passion.
Grasp passion with both hands
and hold onto it
until you have wrung
all the heat from it you can,
then release it
as a sigh of contentment.
Dwell in each moment
of contentment
as you would savor
the perfect moment in life.
Life, love, passion and contentment
come to us all,
but they stay with those
who appreciate them.
Be the one who appreciates them.*
~
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 3:27 AM UTC
"A brain on poem"
is 'A bird without a nest"
"After all these years"
the "Age of emptiness"
gives me "All the reasons why"
It is "An unwritten truth"
"And you smile in the sky of my mind"
"As I rub the skin of my memories raw in thought"
I come "Asking forgiveness"
It is my "Bay of Dismay"
So "Beyond the streets"
My "Black hole sun rising"
Now it's my "Blue sky morning after rain"
There lies the "Boneyard of broken dreams"
By the waters of "Buzios Bay" , "By the shores of Malachite" , stand I wishing "Come black night"
She "Dances with fireflies" to the tears of my "Emotional Precipitation"
To the music of my "Emotions in motion"
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 3:24 AM UTC
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*It lays silkenly sweet against
sun kissed skin
tiny straps, perhaps strapless
delicate linen softly draped
tender tiny tucks and nips
delicious bows tied at nape
It cascades around curvy hips
‘round a waterfall that slightly drips
sprightly colors all wink as
they whisper and swish
full of giddy and laughter, they flirt
away gloom, rain and mist
Teasing touches wraps around thighs
dancing daisies pause as I walk by
serenely skirt and brush past
with a soft wispy cushion sway
plump full, recline, pause to chat
on a sultry summer’s day*
~
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 3:22 AM UTC
*
*I promise on everything I LOVE
In your LOVE, I'm ready to die
I'll fight life at every longing
I'll sing your LOVE tunes every moment
It's our messenger of LOVE that proclaims
It is only worthy to live
If only one lives and dies for LOVE
With each progressive footsteps of yours
I will live a new life with my death
So that you can tread towards happiness
Everyone comes with something for you
I come with my LOVE
To gift my EGO "I" for YOU
Let people shower red rose flowers
On path of your success
I surrender my head on a plate
As a present of your achievements
Whatever name you call me as
Whatever name worlds teases me with
But my intense passion is to LOVE YOU
I will ignite the fire with LOVEz flame
YOU have blessed me to live
If any thing, if anyone
Tries to come on your way
With my prayers and devotion
I will stop them to protect YOU
From any adversary to come your way
I will remove all the traces of
Any misdoings from your way
That may be a reason for any hindrance
To your riding the path of glory
If you encounter a prison
If you bump into a wall
If you face the shackles
I will break them all for you
With the power of my LOVE
I've borne every agony on me
I've gone through every pain
I've embrace your sorrows
I've drank your sadness
Yet BELOVEDz I'm still not done
I know this is just the beginning
I'm prepared for bigger sufferings
Be aware that till I'm alive
I'll walk with the flag of your LOVE
Carrying your victory medals on my chest
I'll never stop LOVING YOU
Even if I've to suffer more
And in the process I'll die for you
I'm ever more ready for that too
I've tied the shroud on my head
I'll embrace miseries and plights
I'll hug humiliations & subjugation
I'll invite sacrifice and forfeit
I'll smile on this path of your LOVE
And show you - how much I LOVE YOU
So that when you see and feel
My sufferings and my slow death
You can TRUST me and my LOVE
**So promise me that
You will never cry - my BELOVEDz
Promise me - YOU'll never be sad**
YOU are my LOVERz - my BELOVEDz
In sufferings and death
My LOVE for you will live forever
It is for YOU - I became your LOVER
I've stopped existing
Since YOU became my LOVERz
Everyone rides the horse of life
Let the world see me as a LOVERz
Galloping riding the horse of death
We'll FREE each other with our LOVE
YOU'll feel EMPOWERED by LOVING
Such LOVE STORIES are rare
Created once in a millennium
Only with BELOVEDz like YOU
One gives birth to a LOVERz like me
Let the world raise
The benediction of our LOVE
While seeing our LOVE
Let the world learn to LOVE*
*
Aug 28, 2019
Aug 28, 2019 at 2:58 AM UTC
There's a flower
that grows
in the darkness.
It actually flourishes
in the shade.
It blooms in spite
of the darkness
when sunlight
begins to fade.
So many reasons
it shouldn't exist.
I wish it’s beauty
could be celebrated
with a smile.
As one of
those flowers
I may as well bloom,
because it’s gonna be
dark for a while.
There’s a flower
that grows in darkness.
Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 4:20 PM UTC
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*if you are the ocean
then I am the mist
that kisses the morning
the way I’d want
to be kissed
if you are the ocean
then anchors aweigh
we'll sail through the evening
and on to the light
the daystar is dawning
we'll keep to the right
like Peter and Wendy
to Neverlands' door
we'll sail on forever
and touch every shore
if you are the ocean,
come wash me away
to some misty morning
and there we will play
if you are the ocean,
then sing me a song
of sailors and treasures
and places long gone
if you are the ocean
come wash me away
to a place, together we’ll
forever stay...*
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Nov 24, 2018
Nov 24, 2018 at 4:17 PM UTC
Don’t tell me what sounds nice
Tell me the truth
Don’t tell me you love me
Show me you do
Don’t tell me you want me
Show me you can’t exist without me
Don’t just tickle my ears
Tell me your secrets, wishes and fears
Don’t tell me lies
Trust me with your truth
May 15, 2018
May 15, 2018 at 9:59 PM UTC
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*The cycle of the seasons
once again presents a change.
Greens and blues are now the colors,
as the scene has rearranged.
Crepe Myrtles shed their blossoms
in blizzard, pinks and reds,
And bulbs with care once planted
now emerge from flower beds.
I walk upon a sea of blue
that waves with every breeze.
Bluebonnets on the Texas plains,
a view that's sure to please.
They ripple with the grass
in tempo with the wind.
How lovely to just sway and hear
the message that they send.
It seems as though the world awakens,
stretching with a yawn.
As luscious grass emerges
from the brown muck on my lawn.*
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Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 6:03 PM UTC