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If they taunt me
I'd flaunt myself around them
I'd mesmerize everything I had with
if I were to be a lesbian
I'd say that would be pretty amazing..
loving your own type
falling for your own kind
like forever? Could you?
you,the one pleasuring youself
with  late night ******* process
is the one that complains?
when someone gives same pleasure
to the one, of their type
you'd say NATURE that's not fair
oh ! Selfish creature
how could you wish the world be same?

straight is not a gender,so isn't gay,lesbian
we all are human,that's what matters
if you couldn't accept people loving their own kind
you'd better start hating yourself
cause they are loving themself
like you do at late nights
so if I were to be a lesbian
that wouldn't be problem for my kind.
This poem is a random words dropping out of my mind when my friend critised about lesbian in our chitchat. We are human,we need to respect every other kind.
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
AH
Never wanted
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
AH
I never wanted to be the kind of mistake that you wake up to the next morning,
Wishing you could start over.

I never wanted to be the girl you went to because you know she'll give you her time of day,
Even when you've never given her yours.

I never wanted to feel a pull towards you,
When I know that there's nothing on the other end.

I never wanted to do this with you because I know that once It's done,
We're never going to be the same again.
For you I make a fool of myself there's no limit or extent to the things I'll do to prove to you just how much I love you.
It's deeper than the bottom, deeper than empty, deeper than below.. My love that is. I love you with every vessel, all the blood, all the oxygen within my heart. I got that cardiovascular love for you, that death bed pull the plug on you, love for you. Because if it means you suffer no more, theres nothing I won't do, there's no limit to the things you make me do. For you.
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
IoneH
Rain
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
IoneH
Let your tears be one with the rain
Let the rain turn them into grain
Cry the last tear today
As from tomorrow girl, you’ll have a better day.

Rain purifies the soil and washes away the dirt
Same way it does to your soul which is used to flirt
With negative feelings you find outside your shell
Feelings that sometimes make your own life a living hell.

But rain is over now, problems are all gone
Your beautiful smile and lovely self are back in one
One simple creature that at times
It’s so versatile it changes with the rhymes.
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
curlygirl
If each tear is an apology
then i'm infinitely sorry
In a world that is only black and white
I am purple
Never have my eyes caught the sight
of an another common person
I wish if I could fly a flight
that would throw me to another portal

There I land on the wet green grass
that was coming from an old hail
Then I found this gleaming crown made of glass
and I walk on the rusty old rail
And I walk and I walk and I walk
until it is the beginning of my fairy-tale

I was the monarch with the crown, the queen of this town
and I turned frowns upside down
But reality woke me up, and gave me a sip of what it feels like
to be the only purple around
& then I realized that the pain I held inside,
was only to help me build the gown and wear the crown.
For I stand to be
the queen of eccentricity
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
sanch kay
Diss the rainbow, show a finger to the parades,
the many words of happiness and encouragement to the
LGBTQ community; grumble as much as you please
and go rot in your little cave of solitude while
the rest of the world celebrates
one small step for humanity;
a massive leap for us all.

No matter what negativity you have to spread,
(especially all you shameless people grouching about other countries
while you do absolutely nothing to make a change),
your hate makes no difference, for
*‪#‎LoveWins‬.
So happy and so proud for the LGBTQ community of USA and really hoping for the same happiness for the people in my country :)
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
sanch kay
my recipe for happiness is simple -
smoke-filled lungs,
chemicals in my bloodstream;
head buzzing with ideas,
a heart thrumming with words.
Because I like days that are crystal-clear in their haziness.
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
sanch kay
you.
 Jun 2015 Alaa Fathy
sanch kay
only you've had it so easy,
tearing me apart and
throwing me back together again
with a single touch,
the softest whisper,
the deepest ******.
I have my thinking hat on, it seems.
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