You shadow there,
      You know what,
             There is sufferings in my heart,
So, i am breathing hard, and harder,
     So as to make the invisible aching...
            Less harder, Good Night

      [Sigh]

Prey to these wolves
Who make you believe
The sun can be pink
And the sky indigo

Prey to the lion-worms
Who even when they left
Leave some creepy scars covered of dirt
Which you have to get rid of

You cannibals of women souls and hearts
Here is my hand full of tears
May it bring you some rest
So you can stop the hurts
    On Us

I am a dictator in the soul,

Can't you see the danger
in me!

I am extreme in my actions,

So you better be on your
guard,

Full of pride I march

Wait, Watch and See

For I am about to do

Only what pleases me  

Full of Myself I stand

Doing things my own
way

Making the rules, in my
own land

Building the kingdom
of my imagination

Little and Dreamy boy
juggling with power,

Blindsided, and scorn.

So am I,

A Dictator!

I have ambitions and dreams
Surely cravings and machinations,
In which I often lose myself,
In which God enlightens me,
A girl who often sees her dreams and
Simple thoughts turned into reality
Dreams self-fulfilling themselves,
Sometimes tears followed by waterfalls of laughter, waves of emotions, hilly feelings soon sloppy then plain moods,
Sometimes dry soon you abound, my life has its own kind of waves,
An ocean whose depth is unknown and it is an infinite universe That God draws!

In the run for Power
We realise that all strategies
Are acceptable since
The end justifies the means

In this run to be at the Head
We realise that some people lose
Their gloves and show their true
Heart, to who long supported-them

In this ***** Game
You who love to play
Is ready to scatter money
With the hope of acquiring-more

Elections of presumed-Democracies
To what extent, Do you reflect
The sanity and intelligence of
Who is to Vote!

What was your best time of the day?
             Now, with you at the end of the line...

When all I can express is gratitude
And that every meeting is a blessing
When I see how we both improved
Ourselves and changed in order to
adjust to each other, all I can feel is
Gratitude, I feel Blessed in a heavenly
way, Praise to the Lord, for bringing
the most peaceful, well mannered
and self contained man on my way,
One year, Yes, One year already,
You bring continuous Peace and Love
in me, you are the Man that completes
the woman I am, you give shape to
every inch of my body with your kiss
and touch, One Year Now, One Year
Of Love and Blessings

Creatures of my Dream
Raise up and Dance with me
Because we are going to stand on the moon
And face the burning Sun
We are going to take arms against the giant lizards
We are going to stay under the water
With the mermaid Queen for a while
In the blue, where and when life is abundant
When nothing is missing and the stars is at our reach
Creatures of  my Dream, I see you from the balcony
Behind me on the battlefield
Keeping me aware of every move of the enemy
Predicting me what next is to come
And with you shall I stay after life

We kind of like get to know each other
By a wonderful hazard just like only
Heaven could have arranged it, Only
few steps side by side was enough to make
my heart go high, and my star shine bright
And my desires without borders, feeling a
love without measure...
See I am kind of like be tempted
Each time I kind of like come across you
Each time I kind of Like get to see you
Each time we kind of like be in the
same room
Walk and walk some more steps with me
Shall you never let me go, shall you never
let me fall,
Walk and walk some more steps with me
Shall the dream be ongoing, and our stars keep
on shining...

Who says that you have to be
A singer, a writer or a poet
In order for you to be an artist
I believe that every human beings
Are artists and the platform onto
which they perform are their
daily lives, with their audiences being
their relatives, their partners and
co-workers, friends, parents and
whoever they rub with on a daily basis.
So here we go artists, trying to perform
properly, correctly, in a way so as not
to deceive our audiences, trying to fit
in, trying to meet their expectations of us,
Accepted is what we want to be, like the
others, yet not all of us will be of the normal
artists, some of the different ones, you might
be born handicapped, sick, or just different,
and this according to your audience, but
don't let their expectations define you, don't
let their acceptable norms direct you. For
as long as you are not harming whoever, you have
to perform your own happy life too. Even if you
have to lose some audiences!

This ideal that i am not reaching
This ideal of finding my perfect half
Of touching this other soul that will complete mine
This ideal of looking in another person's eyes
And feel, Yes am settling down
Sitting down and feeling its accomplished
Finding this half and told myself
Now, I have someone to stand by my side

A Black Hole in me
Absorbing all that is joy and sanity
In me
Deprived of ending
Everything of me is falling in
La Purge of all the darkness versus all  the deception in me
My bitter sweet deceptions
What a "pity"
Who loves you Mr Pity
Not I
Keep your "pity".

Feels like I need a good Rosé
To begin this awful day
In order to make this pain
Bearable enough,
       "Mother"
The day you died,
Was one of the month of my birthday,
As from that day it became,
the most torturous month,
Of each of my years
Every September days pass
And this recurring feeling does not leave me
Somewhat I feel like I am the Christ
Advancing towards the Calvary, slowly
Suffering and unlike him
I am more whimpering and depressed
Until I hit this day that I,
For now live and relive, Recurrently
Hell of a day, 20th September
It fells to me as If flames and fire
Were slowly tearing my soul apart,
Igniting unbearable pain in Me!
But I deal with it, Silently.

Strange Sanity
When I realised
That my own bitterness
Is making me crawl in
This dark lonely endless tunnel...
Moments of Long silence.
HELP!

My imprisoned star
If I could, I would have freed you
So that you can,
make all your wishes come true
Your dreams, your hopes, I hope that from where you are, you keep them safe
With the hope that one day, even with time they will surely be...
A tribute to our love, I come here to pay
Knowing that one day I will reread this poem to remember that I have loved and cried you so much,
Our desires will maybe never come true but a few nights in my dreams,
you were my husband and our beautiful babies we made them...
My heart and my body, you cherished them, until dawn came to ruin everything...

Yes, Mr Always Right
This should have been his Family name
Always Right, as you hear him, everyone in his tales are wrong and he is the only righteous yet he is the one imprisoned...
Mr Always Right how dare you believe that I would tell you all you wanted to hear for the sake of having some penny of yours,
As you wronged and insulted me...
My ex is better than you, he once yelled at me, a submissive, covered and sweet creature...
Oh, Mr Always Right keep your money for my dignity and pride don't bear a price...
The love I have for my very self is unmeasurable and even millions won't buy it, for I can create millions on my own, if I wished.
Keep on living and feeding yourself with the illusion that everyone wronged you and that you are the only one Right.
For I know that the fruit of such attitudes are "Loneliness" and the company of the fakes, telling you all you wish to hear for your little penny....
Applause my Beloved Audience