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~~
One day you were waiting
your soul singing,
behind an open window,
in front of a large meadow

For the days long
there you made a love song
that blew me so long
grew our love so strong

where never seen any sad,
even days were not at all bad

If I did a little late
that I never forget,
sometimes you made a huff
but between us there was no gap

..
O, the days have gone
If I do not make any wrong
yet the little robin sings the spring's song,
which I bought through my lifelong

But your silhouette,
doesn't go a little far off yet

With a mystic fate
there a pair of pigeons set
yet trying to mate
just before the last breath
.
..
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen

~
he who is a little ahead of his time
whose treasures of the words random
romanticism is in the blood, marrow,
his mood is as the autumn clouds

he who has lost his path within path
drowning with dreams, sunk you within dreams  
again holds thousands of lost dreams
fly the colorful kites in the blue sky

he who hide within himself
**** in his naked poetry
In forms humorous,harmonic  
as a portrait of the Vincent's starry night

he is a pilgrim who has lost himself within spirituality  
holds everything with the love  
who is for everybody so everybody is for him
But in fact there is nothing in all his

he who is simple straight as the waterfall
when in complex grew hard stone
who broke rules for building rules,
knows himself within the other life

whose words never be end
again he moves on and on
who laughs in the moonlight
again swept in pain without thinking any gain

who looks the life
as a grain of sand
and see the sign of love
in the footprint of a fossil

he who is a poet -
~

I'm sorry my sweet darling
I should have held your hand
Pulled you close to me
And asked you for a dance.

-ARI

I hate* how easily you can make me smile
And I hate how it only lasts for a while
I hate the warm feeling that invades my heart
Every time you take something simple and turn it into art
For seeing through your eyes was a privilege from the start

I hate how I laugh at every joke you say
And the loneliness that kills me whenever you're away

I hate how easily you climbed over the wall that I spent years to make
And I hate how your crooked smile has left my heart to ache

I hate the dreams that I dream for us
And how they'll never come true
And I hate how I can never be able to share any of them
With you

I hate how you bring out a new side of me
The way you make me feel
So young, wild, and free

I hate how I get excited over the simplest "hello"
And I hate that I love you...
Cuz I gotta let you go.

I hope you have a daughter
Just as beautiful as you
I hope she is an angel
And she makes your dreams comes true

I hope she falls in love one day
I hope their love is real
I hope she drives him mad with love
The way you made me feel

I hope she loves her culture
I hope she loves her God
I hope he doesn't fit the mold
The same way I was flawed

I hope she doesn't hide from you
And that you've helped her understand
True love transcends both faith and race
And it sure as hell's not planned

I hope you get to meet him
And see how he makes her smile
I hope that if she tells him yes
He can walk her down the aisle

The hardest thing I've ever done
Was giving you my heart
And being crushed as ignorance
Tore our love apart

Beautiful but deadly
Happy but depressed
Seen but hidden.
Tears that flow cannot be seen
Even if you look hard enough
The poison you cannot see.
Just one glance and you're hooked.
Just one try and you are gone.
But no one told you of the death it brings.
Slowly it puts the poison in your veins,
It starts so slow, until you notice.
By then its too late.
It suffocates you,
It eats you,
It kills you.
Don't try.
Don't let it thrive.
Take it off.
Even the beauty won't be able to cure
What has eaten you,
Alive.

1692

The right to perish might be thought
An undisputed right—
Attempt it, and the Universe
Upon the opposite
Will concentrate its officers—
You cannot even die
But nature and mankind must pause
To pay you scrutiny.