Eyes and lips ...

Your eyes are poems ...
If they were translated ...
Nothing would remain for the speakers ...
For in it ...
Letters and words ...
Pens are incapable of them ...
And if it could ...
It would overflow with pages ...
As a rivers ...

And your lips ...
If it spoke ...
It would be ...
The most beautiful songs and melodies ...
In the most brilliant softest voices ...
Have never anyone heard before ...
And no one than you ...
Owns these melodies ...
Therefore ...
All the poets ...
Sang with your eyes ...
And with that brilliance ...
Which from ...
The most beautiful letters of love flow ...
To be engraved deep in the heart ...
And in the imaginations ...
Weaves from it ...
A love novels ...
That haven't written yet...
So,...
My love ...
Please ...
Let me...
Look into your eyes deeply more...
To continue creating poems...
From your eyes...

hazem al ...

A look...

She looked at me...
With her eyes...
Since morning...
And between her lips...
A lot of words...
With the sparkle of her eyes...
As if it were...
The most wonderful letters...
For a poem...
To start with it...
This morning...
Beginning from...
Those looks...
Which...
Provoked the sea of ​​my pen...
To respond to her...
With admiration...
And the temptation of words...
To that sparkle...
From her eyes...
Which...
Took my lips...
Since this morning...
To be the whole day...
In every poem I write...
Until the evening comes...
To ignite the candles of my feelings ...
To be ...
And her looks...
A novel for my dream...
In my sleep ...

Good morning...

Hazem...

Tonight ...

Yes my love ...
Tonight ...
I will pump from the ink of my pen ...
Oceans of feelings ...
With all the longings ...
That ...
Sting my heart ...
From the intensity of longing ...
With the most beautiful tunes ...
And melodies ...
For you only my love ...

Yes tonight ...
With you ...
I will explode my madness ...
From the seas of my pen ...
To stay all night ...
Chasing you ...
As if I am ...
A ghost ...
Wanting you to reach you ...
And to get you ...
To remove from me ...
The autumn of worries ...
That exhaust me ...
Every night ...
While i'm weaving from you ...
A hot poem ...
As if it were ...
Tonight ...
Madly making love with you ...

Yes sweetheart ...
Tonight ...

Hazem Al ...

Strange story ...

Oh you...
The distant dream ...
That dwells ...
Among the stars of imagination ...
Oh you ...
who pulled me out of my world ...
Towards the world of kindness and loyalty ...
And knocked the love on my door again ...
And for you only...
I opened my heart...
Because ...
The one who knocked my heart's door ...
It's you ...
It's the soul ...
That met mine ...
Throughout this space and ether ...
Despite...
The distances between us ...
Yes...
Despite ...
Everything that brought us together ...
Yes ...
Strange is our story ...
But , i felt you ...
To keep me ...
By every night , thinking of you ...
To summon you ...
Because of my needs ...
To be with you ...

Yes my darling ...
It's a strange story ...
Because the love...
That i feel now for you ...

hazem al ...

My heart's antidote...

I made for you...
My heart as home...
And my eyes in you...
As the paradise...
I made it...
Because for you ...
With the most beautiful flowers...
And full of breaths...
That...
Come out of your mouth...
For my life to become with you...
Despite your distance...
And despite the distances between us...
To be  my most important needs...
For my heart and my breaths...
And for all my imaginations...
On every evening...
Until the morning...
To start the meeting...
Like those looks...
Which it were...
In the first meeting...
And the ones that followed...
With a sweet Kisses...
With the splendor of feelings...
That i addicted to them...
As if they were an antidote...
For the worries of my life...

Good morning...
Oh, the ecstasy of my heart...

Hazem al ...

O lady of femininity ...



To a woman ...

She is the whole world ...

To you ...

And for your eyes ...

Always my longing sailing for ...

I travel like a lark ...

Always ...

Singing ...

At the morning of love ...

Hymns ...

Because longing ...

For your love to shine ...

On the fragrance of my gardens ...

On the feathers of my wings ...

So, i come to you ...

Like rain ...

Like a hurricane ...

To gather you ...

With the heartbeat ...

And it's sighs ...

Just , to share those beats ...

Only with you ...



To you ...

O lady of femininity ...

O crystal of my heart ...

O most delicious breaths ...

To you my poetry travels ...

as me always do ...



hazem al ...

Your ivory body ...

You are delicious like a ripe fruit ...
And your ivory body ...
Arouses my desire to devour you ...
And the tremor awaits you ...
Cause of my madness , my little one ...
So, my beloved ...
Our morning start ...
To start our love ...
And our madness ...
As we always do ...
To make together ...
A great morning ...
within our love ...

let's start ...
And let me now ...
Draw the details of your body ...
With my kisses ...
That never get enough of you, my lady ...

please forgive me for my madness now ...
And wish to be ...
as much my feelings ...
need you ...

good morning sweet lady ...

hazem al ...

Be rebellious ...

My lady...
Be rebellious against your femininity...
And come share my body with me...
And occupy my embrace...
So ,...
Steal from my warmth ...
What quenches your thirst...
And sprinkle on my body...
The magic of your femininity...
For I know ...
The laws of magic in the embraces...
Possessed by buried desires ...

My lady...
Let me inhale your hot breaths...
To toy with me...
And light the fire in my chest...
So ,...
We melting and melt,...
you and I, in ecstasy Meeting....

Come on, my lady...
Without thinking...

Do you mind ...

hazem ...

Lady ...

My lady...
Tonight...
Do whatever you want with my body...
Take off your dress between my fingers...
To embrace your moons...
which it lives on the stage on your chest ...
To light my fire between your arms...
To make all the madness of love with you...
Until ...
We scream together...
With the loudest sighs...
Until all far stars in the sky hear us...
Then...
To shower you with all kinds of soft kisses...
With noon stop ...

Yes, my love...
I adore you and that's enough...
So, please...
Come....
And do whatever you desire...
With my body...

hazem al ...

Own my heart...


its so  beautiful to have a loving heart...

warm heart lives inside you...

pure and honest heart...

that heart which cares about whom you love...

but the most beauteous, is to have a lover...

a lover that you are her heart...

a lover that feels you always...

feel you wherever you go...

and feel your heart inside her...



a loving beautiful lover...

a lover who can change your life's map...

a lover who can drives all craziness inside you...

a lover who can drew her name on your thirsty lips...

and irrigates a love's thirst inside you...

that love which you always dream and look for...

a lover who start of each new day thinking of you...

even in the middle of her busy days...

a lover who can hear your laugh...

a lover who can feel your pains...

a lover who can gives you a hand when you  need...

a lover who can feels a prides because of you...

a lover who wish you a happiness and a loving life with her..


hazem al ...

Under the moonlight..

The night has come ..
And how beautiful its hours ..
It's the time of the lovers ..
Under the moonlight ..
Far from all eyes ..
for a love meet ...
And the mingling of ..
The soul with the body ...
And language of Love..
Wordless ..
The eyes tells it..
In the most beautiful language..
Until the lips are excited ..
With the most wonderful kisses..
Lasts after midnight..
Until..
The sun shines..
Again..
To begin with it..
A new love..
With the most beautiful melodies..
Again..
In front of all human eyes..

The night has come my beloved...
So come..
Let's stay up late..
Under the moonlight..
With love..
Until..
The sun rises..
Again..

hazem al ..

Autumn of the heart ...

O you who are far from the eye ...
With your absence ...
My heart has become ...
Like autumn ...
From it ...
All the leaves have fallen ...
And it has become weak ...
Like a withered leaf ...
It has no strength ...
Blown away ...
In a crazy wind ...
Powerless ...
It does not know which way ...
O sweetheart ...
O you, who are far away ...
My heart needs a drop ...
From the dew of your love ...
To restore its pulse ...
To blossom again ...

Enough distance ...
My love ...
Come ...
And save my weak heart ...

hazem al ...

The last love ...

In the symphony of the last love ...
All eyes were for your eyes ...
Like a theater of looks full of attendees ...
On you ...

Instruments waiting for someone ...
To dance with them ...
Anticipating the hands of the musicians ...
To complain to them about their condition ...
From a love melting in you ...

And empty chairs ...
Like a night ...
It was filled with spectra before longing

Everyone attended ...
But the curtain ...
Did not open to Now ...
because the melody ...
is gone ...

hazem al ...