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Sally S Ali Jan 25
Like a bra
She held my heart
in the right place
Covering my soul from the firey eyes

Bitter than *****
Sweeter than wine
With a kiss
she heals
And heals and heals

I had something like a house
But it was just a place to live in
I had a language
But it didn't express my urges
I had a lot of poeple
But not truly humans
Now; Now i have you
And you are the home
To scream by our words
over the top of my chest

World of moustaches no more exists
Underneath her smile i hid my joys
To release the madness
Control the clouds
and let the rain flow
Splitting the reality of us
Away from
Their horrible happeiness



Sally S. Ali / England
Dr. Sally S. Ali MD
Sally S Ali Jan 21
Under the bluish yellow marble sky
I introduce my soul;
to the demon & the angels

By the lemons tree, I've unleashed my hair and unbutton my blouse
Then cried
as if my teacher called me the black girl

I will call to the 1st passing girl:
"Slow down, please wait for me;
Rise me up by my arms
like a little girl.

I wanted her to Plait 2 branches;
of hair for me
To walk over the world's cold grass
And lie down in front of the sea
Forget the stars - she said
Forget the sea - I said

We left the world coughing its smoke;
of poisoned kids' toys,
cast the residuals of cosmetics and tore bras
Into this sacred sea

So come with me my friend
Delete all of my contacts
smash my mobile phone by your shoe's heel
And let's vanish
from this world
Toward shiny white space
Toward inky smell books
Toward white skies and pink kisses
infinite daylight
For you and for me.


-  Sally S. Ali
I am the storm:
who dreams,
of hugging trees.

I am the song:
who aspires,
for passionate listeners.

I am the rain:
who hates,
black umbrellas.

I am fear:
who shivers,
for the warm shores.

I am the poetess:
who writes,
to feel the shiny pain.
Silently
As a peaceful foetus
I bite my umbilical pain
Drain my blood
Sustain half life
Vs
Odour of my corpus

Shake me love
Exhale the ghosts
From my blue chest
Implant your nails
Into the flesh
Inflame those
exposed nerves
Perhaps
this pain
Resurrects me

Sally S. Ali
Sally S Ali Feb 28
After your kiss:
I shut my mouth,
to not lose its taste by talks
irrelevant to berries at all.

After your touch:
I lock my grip,
to stop the dust of time,
from wiping it.

After your hug:
I embrace myself
like a wating fetus for
arriving to the world as a jesus
reading your heart's verses
Over the strayed out of your eyes' lanterns
To be drunk!
Sally S. Ali
Sally S Ali Jan 23
And she used to stand at my door
To sing, as if she's the daylight;
To heal the flowers from the spikes
Heal the birds from the sorrow
Heal my soul from the night's colour

Sally S. Ali

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