h i m
no hints
no words
no pictures
no gestures
but his face popped into my mind
just the mere thought of  him
and my insides go crazy
the way he smiles
his laugh
him.

standing on the shore
waves gently flow across sand
squeezed between my toes
strolling hand in hand in love
shes stolen my heart and soul

Her laugh paints a work of art more beautiful than Vango.
Her eyes twinkle like the stars over Rhone.
In her eyes, I get lost.
My breath is taken by her beauty.
Her cheeks are more red than a glistening ruby..

when I kiss her.

Gently she smiles,
kissing me back.
"I love you"
she says.

Three words I'll never forget.

.

~~
Love is beyond the logic
And all we say love is a magic
Though sometimes it may be so tragic
~~
.
@ Musfiq us shaleheen

~~
behind the shadow a distinct lost dream  
standing opposite of a long bridge
crossing through the middle cutoff
see the river flowing beneath

illusive calling but can't go
on the edge a dark sharp sign  
known voices floating over
echoing an ego which cover the shadow

how many days offset!
and try to touch the last sunset
still silhouette stands on the shore
what is mystic that always opens the door

the river bumping with waves
between the broken parts of the bridge
passing a phase of life on the ridge
yet subconscious grew a cohesion of dream
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen

I really think
that it is just a sin.
That when there is trouble
The Big Boys join in.

They all come across
saying that they'll make a change
and then somebodys World
they will then rearange.

The US and Russia
along with us Brits
don't want it that way
so we blow it to bits.

We give guns to him,
supply arms to another.
Then we sit back and watch
as Brother kills Brother.

Who are we to guide?
Who are we to preach.
When we cling on to their assets
like a blood ******* leach.

We should leave others alone
till our own house is done,
yet we watch as our schools
become run by the gun.

Where now it's the norm
to be shot as we learn,
just as long as big commerce
is able to earn.

Those who should know better
don't know how to behave
Happy to see
another Child in a Grave.

So you Big Boys go elsewhere
because it's well known
that if you come to play
you come armed with a Drone.

While you're sitting back
comfy in your armchair.
You can relentlessly ****
from a place that's not there.

Then when you pull the plug
and remove your devices
we are faced with a problem
of people making bad choices.

We have made problems worse!
We have let people down
and when we get a world crisis
we'll react with a frown.

We don't want them here.
They cannot go there.
A whole host of humanity
who is welcome Nowhere.

We created this problem!
We created this way.
So in the future
keep The Big Boys away.

Every one is the superstar of his own reality, the hero of his own story.
Many men emerge as kings in some realm and declare according to their own understanding.
Women have been called Queens for ages.
The problem is that the Kingdoms most men can give them are not worth ruling.