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Under the pear tree
a **** survivor
wavers.

Elsewhere a moon
was sailing in
ghostwalk.

Unsteady in human
chain, you wanted
to know, what―

was the logic
behind the savage
metaphysics?

A curse becomes
a daily bread of the
tongueless victim.

How far do I go
to unearth the myths
of nodding religion?
"Colored Pencil"
As my colored pencil
slides along the page
spreading the hues

My mind wanders
thinking of past times,
and my hand moves

silver green flows
the sheen of the river
that i'm drawing

shf shf
the paper says
as I dot the gold leaves

brown and green pines
dot the shore
of the sparkling stream

gray lead shapes the stones
used for making the bridge
as well as the shadows

and the sun shines merrily
on the cool sandy shore
as the burble of the river
blends with the light clouds.
Shall i kiss you ...

i'd love to kiss you ...
want to kiss you right now ...
desire you so ...
want to live my desires ...
and my longs with you ...
wish you know how much ...
i miss to breathe you ...
while i'm kissing you ...

do you feel me ...
did you read my eye's desires ...
shall i tell you sweetheart ...
how much my lips needs you ...
read my eyes ...
please ...
it telling you  ...
kiss me ...
kiss me my sweetheart ...
even my chest's lap ...
miss your great warms

babe angel mine ...

i will kiss you right now ....
it's only a kiss ...
nothing more ...
it's a feeling's needs ...
nothing more ...
it's poetic's love ...
that's we both need ...

so sweetheart ...
can i kiss you now ...
can i feel your lips ...
wish you could say ...
yes please do ...
i need your kisses ...
as your needs ...

so please sweetheart ...
kiss me ...
and don't stop ...
as well as i miss you ...


hazem al ...
Colors, beauty, and hope.
Wonder, love, and light.
Life, songs, and joy.
These are all things
You will find in
My Terribly Beautiful Mind.
The most intricate stories,
Wonderful songs,
The happiest memories.
All these things you will find
In My Terribly Beautiful Mind.

However.
There is a darker side.

Loneliness, death, and pain.
Hatred, insecurities, and sorrow.
Darkness, shame, and harm.
These are all things
You will find in
The Beautifully Terrible Thoughts.
The most descriptive methods of suicide,
Horrible pain,
The saddest of cries.
All these things you will find
In the Beautifully Terrible Thoughts
That are a part of me.
December 21, 2016.
Rain falls; licks, and tastes-
drips and drops from contours, traced.
Lightning's lash, electric laced;
anxieties anticipate
but under clouds bears no escape-
and here I find my fury: fate.
Twisted bouquet of buildings placed;
no windows, stares an eyeless face.
Hollowed husks commiserate,
though storm will wash and dissipate.
These diseased dreams lie dead, disgraced;
tombs for what I desiccate,
and blood upon this dead landscape;
but hurriedly, its here I haste
for fear of losing steady pace.
 Dec 2016 fasika berhane
susan
the anthem of my heart
sings a low melody
the chords crying
in pain
my soul is touched
my mind awakened
and i listen
     listen
        listen
as the crescendo
tickles my senses
and my pulse
keeps in tune
with the beat
of my heart
   quickening
leaving me breathless
       ecstatic
until the pessimistic downbeat
brings me back
slowly
   slowly
     slowly
to where
i started.
 Dec 2016 fasika berhane
Nicole
I'm inlove with you;
with all the simple things you do
The way you smile at me
I'm inlove with you.

The way you make me laugh,
You're sweet compliments,
The way you looked at me
I'm inlove with you

The way you hold her hand
when you told her you like her
How happy you were when she's beside you
When you said I'm your sweetest friend
Still...





I'm inlove with you
poems only can understand what I'm feeling right now
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