Death of the pen...

Confused words...
In a matrix of letters...
Scattered anxious...
In a silent hymn...
For morning birds...
Grieved...
For the loss of its fragrance...
And its melodies...

So the pen died...
And the heart of the pen's owner...
And the pages flew away...
Empty and blind...
Without a path for it...
Sad...
For the death of the pen...
And the pen's owner...
Who was...
All its refuge...
Nourishes it...
With the food of letters...
And words...
To dig between its lines...
The taste of love...
And the healing...
For everyone in life...
His heart ached...

The pen died...
And it's owner...

Hazem al ...

Violet rose ...

And darkness fell ...
My imagination wandered ...
Through the window of my madness ...
To a woman ...
Her beauty ...
And her tenderness ...
Like the violet rose ...
Which it only ...
And no other ...
Refreshes my breath ...
Like the most delicate breeze ...
Takes me now to you ...

My eyes got lost ...
And traveled with wings Madness...
With the magnificence of your body...
That resident of my memory...
To feel the warmth...
In whole my body...
From the fragrant scents...
you are the rose in it...
Alone...
and the unique one...
For the gardens of my imagination...

Yes, my love...
Alone only...
Rose...
With me...
Now...
In the bed of my imagination...

Hazem...

Broken dream...

A feeling that comes over me...
And puts regret in my heart...
After paintings of love...
I lived in...
With you...
To write for you...
A book...
Like the waterwheel of love...
From the weaving of my heart...
With hope and passionately...
To meet one day...
With you...
Yes...
I feel that you got bore to me ..
And to every of poems...
That I wrote for you...
From the bottom of my heart...
And from the soul's infatuation with you...
Within my madness for...
It took over all the spaces of my imagination...
To be...
You...
The lady who always resides...
In my dreams...


So...
have the dreams been shattered...

Hazem al ...

The Paradise ...

Year of love ...
This year ...
Our world ...
Just only ...
You and I ...
Yes ...
Come ...
Let's make it ...
From our love ...
The most wonderful year ...
To make miracles in it ...
With the madness of our love ...
So that ,...
All people and the universe...
Get jealous of us ...
Yes my love ...
Let us be ...
And let's go together ...
And build a castle ...
Full of love ...
Free of worries and sorrows ...
In it we live forever ...
With love ...
And live the rituals Love ...
Which dream for ...
As if we were in paradise ...
Together ...
Night and day ...

All changes in our lives start with an idea ...
Come on my love ...
Let's make our paradise ...

Hazem ...

Morning of madness ...

The morning has begun ...
To begin with you, my lady ...
In this morning ...
so,...
I came to you in it ...
Laden with you ...
Of feelings ...
it's carry ...
Surpassed all the clouds in the sky ...
it's rain ...
And on a path that knows ...
No other than your home ...
Despite the crossroads ...
It's abundance ...
To rain it down on you ...
With the first moments of the morning ...
From the bottle of my breath's perfume ...
On your feminine body ...
With all its letters ...
To excite you ...
With a madness of the fragrance of my letters ...
And wake you up ...
From your infatuation ...
In the bed of dreams ...
So we begin together ...
Early ...
Morning of our  madness ....

good morning sweetheart...

Hazem ...

Without a reason ...

You will find my face:
In all your blank pages....
No passing person will replace me ....
Keep flipping through ....
And this is for one reason ...
I loved you ...
Until you became you ...
My only dream ...
And I became me ...
I see you ...
In all faces ...
And all places ...
And I feel With your soul...
Wherever you go...
As if you are...
Inside me...
Long ago...
As if we...
You and I...
We were born only...
To be the most wonderful lovers...

Yes...
It is love...
When it comes...
It comes without justification...
Yes my love...
I loved your soul...
And I don't know about the reasons...
That's why...
If you really felt my feelings...
You will find my image...
In every word...
In this universe...

Hazem Al...

Never to stop ...

I will write and write ...
And write ...
Because I know that every morning ...
You read my letters ...
So deeply ...
Within the armies of my feelings ...
With all it details ...
To feel my pen's beats ...

Yes ...
And I will not stop ...
And my pen will continue to flow with you ...
From the flames of your breaths ...
Which you exhale ...
While you struggle ...
With your eyes ...
My letters ...

So how ...
For this pen of love ...
And how i am  ...
The owner of the pen ...
to stop writing you ...
With the torrent of my feelings ...

Good morning ...

Hazem ...