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Kamal Dec 2020
Please...
I am tired of fighting to survive
I am a tired old man
I have lived but never loved
Please take me home
I am a flightless bird crossed the seven seas
I need to rest
Please take me home
My home is the endless blue sky,
the summer breeze,
the full moon over the Mediterranean Sea,
and words of love whispered in my ears ...

Please  take me home!
Kamal Dec 2020
In midst of a storm
He runs out of words
Nothing to say
No energy to utter a word
A whirling wind can be heard
In the total silence that engulfs him
A dead silence shouting to be heard
Words fail him ... and maybe that is ok
The silence  blocks the constant noise
It calms his ever anxious nerves
Yet he wants to be heard
Please call his name,
He may utter a word... hello
Kamal Dec 2020
I saw you one night ... standing alone
Have you been waiting for long?

Talk to me softly and I would listen
Be sweet and I could hold you tight
Be nice and I will shower you with little kisses

I saw you again
Standing all alone

Are you my future?  
Or my lonely past

Come closer so I can bare my empty soul
Hold my hand
Whisper a sweet lullaby

Love is that lonely stranger

I fell in love with love, a long time ago
and love broke my fragile heart
I swore off love evermore ...

Tell me
Have you been waiting here for long
Kamal Dec 2020
Love is a legend
Whispered in alleyways
Told down streams  
Sung among barren hills
Murmured between evergreen trees

Give up! fool
Love is a reed in windy plains  
Sprang with the morning dew
And died at the feet of dunes

Fool!
Love is an impossible errand
Run from sunset to sunrise  
Between god and man

Hey fool ...
Listen and listen well
Love is a thief’s jewel
A Liar’s truth
A killer’s gun
And a Traitor’s lie

No love for fools.
                          KMH
Kamal Dec 2020
I want to fall in love, for the first time
I want to feel the exhilarating high
The meeting of the eyes
The flutter of my aching heart

The knot in my gut
The burning of the first kiss on my lips

Yearning for the slightest touch
Remembering each word, each syllables, each letter uttered...

Grasping at the fading memory of my lover, the minute we part

Howling I am loved

I want to be alive again
I want to love again.

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