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Jun 2019 · 179
Remember me
Yasmine Aref Jun 2019
Remember me
Remember how it all started
Remember all of our moments and laughter
Remember the days, the hours and the minutes
Remember how we fought battles not worrying about winning
How  we cried screamed,  faced the tide and against it go swimming
Remember me and everything I did
Remember every moment and all the words I've said
Cause now I'm all alone holding tightly on one hope
That you all would remember me
Only then with death I can cope
I know that now I'm gone
But I hope you never lose sight of me
Catch a whiff of my presence every time you breathe
Cause even though today I'm six feet under and all that's left of me is nothing but ash
I wish every step I took , every mark I left and even my presence forever would last .
Jun 2019 · 256
The Poet
Yasmine Aref Jun 2019
A short story of who I am
A drastic change thanks to time
A young lass with angels learning to dance
But the devils thought it's better to rhyme
Got locked in a box of words
Knowing letters as the only swords
With it fighting kings and lords
No running, only training voice chords

Words as loud as explosions
Passion hot as fire
Wasting paper after paper
Ink never ending, heart never tires
For the devils control her mind
And angels control her brain
Both fighting to win the war
And the young lass is trying to stay sane
Isn't good poetry always a letter of an inner struggle, isn't it an invisible force pulling the strings of our mind, controlling our brain to move our pens and pour down our hearts.
Yasmine Aref May 2019
It was all blue
couldn't find your way through
been knocked out
beaten black and blue
you rose again
that's what you do
life punched, you kicked back
never took the easy way
trying to stay on track
got the bruises
got the scars
days spent in hell
others among the stars
embraced your errors
accepted the glooms
a flower was a buried seed
one day it blooms
tracing the gashes
your name is chanted loud and clear
mission accomplished
there goes the fear
Touching the stars is glorious, but you can never do so without getting burnt first.
May 2019 · 233
Her heeling touch
Yasmine Aref May 2019
He's falling in a dark abyss
this time he can't be saved
tried to hang on ropes of time
But they couldn't bear his weight
he screams loud but no one hears
Not because he's quiet
It's just too loud for our ears
a hand softly rubbing his back
a thumb removing a fallen tear
she said " Don't worry, I've got you. I'll chase away you fears"

— The End —