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Madly in love.....




darling...
my sweetheart...
tried to forget you...
but forgot myself...
tried to move away from you...
but lost my way...

how could i forget you...
while the echo of your voice still in my ears...
how to get away from you...
while your vision follow me wherever i go...
even hug me ....

however i tried to move away from you...
my longing increased so much to you...

however i tried to forget you...
your voice get me back...
your vision takes me back to our lovely memories...

seeing you in my eye...
seeing you with every thing i look to...
living inside me...
owned me...
owned this heart which belongs now to you...


after this all...
can i, and even for just a thinks...
can i forget you...
can i move away from you...
from you , my sweetheart...
no, never...
it's only just an illusions...
it's ,just....

do you know why...
you owned my feelings...
you controlled on my heart...
and drove me and my feelings so crazy...
stopped its only just for you...

became not seeing anyone...
only just your picture in my eye...
a thinks stopped ...
just been only about you...
my ears became deaf about any voice...
except yours...
my pen dried up...
just writes about you and for you...
a speech stopped...
except about your name...
even yells so high with yours...

i knew a love with you...
and learnt a passion from you...
and got lost in this love ,which its you...
so...
did i became madly ,crazy in love with you...
or became captured by you...

by: hazem al Jaber ...
The brilliant,
Blazing,
Blinding sun
Upon a desert bloom speaks silently,
In all languages and none,
Telling the man squinting his eyes,
Glimpsing the unfiltered beauty,
"Be grateful."
As this train quickly approaches
To the day of kingdom come
Barreling down the rusty tracks
Of the things we should have done

Have your ticket at the ready
Because there's no free lunch
With the adding of death taxes
To the total of the sum

As memories darkly bellow
From the engines smoking stack
Over bridges of expanses
That are as deep as our shaded past

It's hard to set your mind free
With the constant clickety-clack
Just make sure you hold on tight
As we ramble down these tracks
None like her, the twentieth time darling of the Oscar
Still Meryl's esteem, a few thought should be scarred,
"An overrated actor" teased irate Trump,
"expects moolah to wear a dress, show oomph"
In spite of the "Streep tease" Meryle is the undisputed "act-star"
Trolling, the unabashed proclivity of the pusillanimous and thought limited lot   has become a sad side effect of democratisation of new media.At 67 the ace actor should be treated as a treasure..
Time  moves so fast that I fear sun up
Will glisten across my wrinkles
And whitened hair
As soon as tomorrow.

Did I ever have enough life to live the way I wanted?

I sure hope I do
Because it seems I'll be turned to dust by
Sundown.
Fears
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