The world of your eyes...

There is another world ...
I drown in ...
I do not leave it ...
Unless I see beauty increasing around me ...
More and more ...
I see it in every atom in existence ...
(I see it and hear it) ...
And especially ...
After I met you, my lady ...
I drowned in the world of your eyes ...
As if they were a sea of ​​love ...
I live within them ...
With the most wonderful breaths ...
To give me ...
The most beautiful life ...
Full of love ...
Through your eyes ...

Hazem...

In front of a cup of coffee...

When ...
Whenever I called her ...
In my imagination ...
She answered the call ...
At the same moment...
She embraced me with her hands...
And ...
She embraced me with her eyes...
And ...
She surprised me with a kiss...
And , a deep warm hug ...
So ...
each of us sipped from the other's features....
To forgot about the coffee...

The coffee got ...
grew cold and sad...
That it had become alone...
Without our lips ...
To share ...

hazm al ...

Mirage ...

Sleep flees...
From my eyes...
It runs away...
So ...
I don't fall asleep...
And I don't sleep...
My thoughts takes me...
Crazily...
To you...
While I am the tired one who...
Hopes for a peaceful sleep...
So that I may forget the flame...
Of the longing inside me...

Yes my darling ...
My condition has become like this...
Like who sees a mirage...
And does not live...
Only in imagination...
Through mirage ...
Just for ...
To reach you ...
And to feel you ...
With me ...
All the night ....
Even within mirage ...


hazem al ...

Reading you ...

I take advantage of your absence ...
Just to write...
And ...
In your presence ...
I am good at nothing ...
but ...
i keep reading you....
through my brain ...
which you ...
stay in all the time ...
With a hope ...
to meet you soon ...
And this meeting might be ...
as what i'v read from your eyes ...
And as ...
all my dreams ...
which i got you in ...

hazem al ..

The impossible ...

I know and realize ...
That i am ...
For you ...
Just  only as a words ...
Just a poet who writes ...
And you only just read my words ...

But you don't know ...
That ...
I write ...
Within feelings ...
That were formed because of you ...
While ,...
I even know ...
That you don't feel me as I feel you ...
Even ...
I don't know why ...
My words search for you every day ..
Whenever I convince it of the impossibility of meeting ..
It look at me ...
And says ...
Keep write ...
As long as you feel ...
So,..
I will keep write ...
maybe ,...
there is nothing called ( impossible ) ...

hazem al ...

What if ...



What if we met ...

After the absence ...

On the balconies ...

of distances ...

And gathered us ...

The longings ...

And nostalgia ...

To talk ...

Anew again ...

About memories

That left ...

Past ...

Enveloped by years ...

With the most beautiful words ...

and whispers ...

On that river bank...

There ...



what if the time stopped ...

even for a few moments ...

until we meet again ...

As we always did ...

through ...

An imagination's mummeries ...



hazem al ...

Will not write ...

I will not write much about you today ...
I will suffice with saying ...
Without you, no heart beats ...
Even my pens ...
has no ink  ...
And I will suffice ...
Me and my pen ...
Just ...
Looking at you ...
In silence ...
Despite the noise ...
Which ...
Drives me to you ...
Wherever Be...

To live you ..
and to feel you more ...
In the way ..
How i desire you ...
Within my imaginations ...
Until ...
Drowsiness takes me to sleep ...
To meet you there ...
In my dreams ...

Will not write today ...
Just will keep talking...
With my pen ...
About the lady ...
Who stole the beat ...
From my heart ...


hazem al ...