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Nabil Mar 2020
I lay in the tree tops catching the rain before it hits the roots , I grasp the air before it kisses your cheeks , I bury the soil under the dirt with each step I take , I’ll never forgive your wake while I bleed and dream , At sleepless nights and by summers ends I am the predator , I am the prey , I am human
Nabil Mar 2020
Amidst the gasps of seconds past clear cut corners show their grasp

Pasts convict paths a mass
The holy hells of heavens affixed

At last our haven bound by frames
Chasing moonlight by the tail tell day

Forever ours yours tell now tomorrow our name will be yesterday’s eclipse for how
Nabil Mar 2020
Our suns may set , the rain may fall
Forever your star to wish upon,
The nights they shade our desert storm,
That separate the rose and thorn
Nabil Dec 2019
Rooted by a haven bound by picture frames , chasing the wind as it howls tell the moon May show the flame , deserted isles and sandy tombs I’ll lay writing about this summers end , where winter would call to me again your name may seasons never reach an end
Nabil Dec 2019
Awaken the pavement that has enslaved the graves to a paycheck , fighting for a reason to die in amazement , breathing for your love , chasing your shadow then just to see you now when the morning began
Nabil May 2019
I trail in rapture
where the row homes lay like canyons
Flip a coin
smog paints a canvas of an insipid rose
Where we grab the moon by the tail
On a one way
They took the v out of valley
rats parade as cats conquer
Where graffiti marches
And the pavement meets the cracks
You’ll find me
Nabil May 2019
The shimmering frog in tights with a bow
Gave a shot in the dark at his prize that took fro

He hansled and grettled for all the flys that he could tell he caught the eye of a Venus fly trap that stood

I am named after the beauty but beast I am
Love me tell tomorrow and I will always stand or love another for who I’m named that be man

He hansled and grettled gurgled and grunted jumped and took a hurtle because a women he wanted , to kiss me like the stories and turn me to a prince for that is what I want to be a man is what I wish

He hansled and grettled flirted and  tried to give love but the love was just not fair for in time, a pinch at his heart the witch took a start and left his legs shaking with salt as she carved

At last she just wanted him for what he had down below from the start
#story #love #hate #*** #foe #friends
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