She took off everything,
until only innocence was left.
Her world became bigger with
a slice of pain,a gift from myself.
Her skin was white as snow,
Her lips were red as wine,
I saw the halo around her head,
A creature once divine.
She took the shelter from the pain,
Under my broken skin as we kissed,
We kept ourselves warm with our breaths,
As she drank the poison from my lips.
Her angels weeped,i could hear them,
A sad song from the bottom of their soul,
For the part of her that was missing,
The part of heaven that made her whole.
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 12:19 AM UTC
They say long distance is pointless
But with you I score
They say love less
But I can only love you more
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 1:20 AM UTC
*Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise
They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole
But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell
Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared
Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again*
Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 4:26 AM UTC
*it’s like i’m trapped inside of an oyster
hidden away from the world;
except i am not a precious pearl
waiting to be found*
Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 4:21 AM UTC
and YOU watched
me as i looked
so small
standing
under
the twinkling night
sky
catching shooting
stars on my
toungue,
wishing
that this
night
would
go on
forever
like the endless diamond
sky
that YOU
kissed
me under,
the moonlight
casting a faint
glow
on YOUR breathtaking
face
as YOU
promised
to love me
forever,
the same
moonlight
illuminating
a trail of
tears
sliding
down my
cheeks
as YOU
break
that promise,
break
my heart.
YOU
told me
YOU
would give me
a star
to wear
on my left
finger,
and that
i had a
smile brighter
and more beautiful
than
saturn's rings,
and now i
watch
YOU walk away,
leaving me
alone
under
our moon.
YOU told me
i was YOUR
everything,
and now
i am
merely
another star
in YOUR
ever expanding
galaxy.
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 11:46 AM UTC
*I’m a healer; not a feeler,
a traveler with loss of passion.
Pipe dreams are clear when day is gone,
then I spawn stories you can’t imagine.
I’m a wanderer; but I am not lost,
burn the human manufactures.
The sky is bleeding poor man’s gold,
drowning lunatic dream-catchers.
I’m a winter child; but my heart is fire,
it's a roaring black hole of ancient lullabies.
Follow the zebra through the midnight woods,
I saw glimpse of amnesia in its eyes.*
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 11:43 AM UTC
Never ask me to leave ...
say whatever you need ..
call me crazy if you need ...
yell to me ..
beat me ...
even if you ask me to leave ...
i will never leave ...
do you know why ...
because you live inside me
running through me ...
staying all the night with me ...
so, ..
how could i leave you ..
never ever to do ...
however my heart ...
beats only within you ...
how could i do sweetheart ...
while you are ...
the letter to my words ...
all words to my all poems ...
the sweet feelings to my passion ...
and the air to my world ...
yes you are ...
my all world you are ...
the world which i love and adore ...
and to start my all mornings with ...
as you are always living into me ...
through my nights and even dreams ...
only with you my sweet angel ...
so....
here i am ...
here with you ...
to start as every day ...
my morning with you ...
let's prepare our coffee ..
our sweet coffee ...
with no sugar ...
it's sweetness taste ...
from our lips ...
and it's blind ...
from our mouth's nectar ..
let's share our coffee now ...
it's ready ...
are you ready to share me...
sweetheart ...
hazem al ...
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 2:35 PM UTC
There is a weight that pours smiles on my face at night
Yet leaves me soaked in shame with the sunrise
One begins to show leaves in April
But truly blooms in may
Everyone sees birds chirping
And kids at play
Yet to me the light that causes them to smile
Makes me feel tired and sick
The kids at play make me feel nostalgic
Then another that will truly show in June
Because then begins white lies
With becoming and adult in-between
And 2 months of goodbyes
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 12:14 AM UTC
When he put his hands on me
he took my last bit of dignity.
I pushed him away,
but he kept coming back,
cuffed me to a chair
and touched every part of me.
It was over fast,
but the feeling inside me will never pass.
Apr 10, 2017
Apr 10, 2017 at 2:00 PM UTC