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you say my writing is
beautiful
but you forget that you’re
the one
inspiring it
Stillness of the night ...

and in the calmness ...
i wrote you ...
as a title ...
for my imagination ...
with my letter's lines ...
that i live within you ...
in the darkness of my night ...
through your light ...
within my all craziness words ...
until i complete it with you ...
into my labyrinths of my imagination ...
as a muse of you ...
just explain to you ...
in that darkness ...
my loneliness ...
and my moments ...
which you are ...
the reason ...
all of it ...
until drowned ...
then to go with you ...
to the most wonderful dream ...

hazem al ...
because of you
when feel defeat  
i now bleed black ink
to hello poetry:
thank you for giving me an outlet. a place where I can speak freely when i am at my lowest, in the darkest place i can reach. thank you for giving me a place to put the thoughts that i cant comprehend in my head, and making me realize I'm not alone. i cannot thank you enough!
She
She sang a song
of ice and snow
and dreamed of oceans
swaying slow
She swam through clouds
and flew near stars
Fell so proud
and dove so far

She was a sad harmony
A song she unsung
A silence unheard
A deed undone

She hummed a tune
of fish and birds
and bore with devotion
The beasts she herds
She swam through life
and flew from death
Fell from strife
and dove bereft

She was a sweet melody
A smile she unsmiled
A violence in violet
My hope she defiled

She sang a song
that twists the mind
and played my emotions
Leaving me blind
I swam near folly
and flew through sin
I fell in love
and dove right in
Rumor breeds fear
in the minds of the doubtful
Peace only found
in the hearts of the faithful
Heaven and earth
performing a nuptial
The past and the future
—betrothing eternal

(The New Room: April, 2023)
I don’t wanna know where we’re going
Planning is for the prepared
For you
I am ready
But not prepared
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