You bury all your problems,
beneath sunflower beds
and your back porch.
Cause the sun will take your sadness,
and drown it with its warmth.
And you'll sweep off the front steps,
shake out the welcome mat,
hoping he'll come inside.
And perhaps he will stay awhile,
and hold you through the night.

Over the horizon
There were
Wings


                                           A wonderful Being...
                                   wonderful
                          delightful
               and protecting stars
                from falling
           out of grace

Embrace divine!                                                 Creator's­ Credo Love Jive

          Our aura glowing in no time,
                        charming dusk of day
                                     fading away...
                                                    Flutt­er fluid
                                                              be­autiful sound
                                                                ­                  loving...


You
Loving me ...
I'm never alone.

Many dark and grey clouds                                                                                    Hover over our heads endlessly                                                                              Like ugly monsters just to scare us                                                                         By day and by night ...                                                                                           The high skies are not clear now                                                                             Simply because they're overcrowded with                                                             Those pregnant clouds that are bringing                                                              All that is gloomy and sad ...                                                                                  We don't care about these hanging clouds                                                             As if nothing Happens ...                                                                                                           We are greatly blind,deaf,and dumb                                                                 About everything around ...                                                                               Our situation talks about itself                                                                          Through its ugly images everywhere ?                                                             We need another Noah's Ark                                                                             To save us from that great flood                                                                         That is approaching us now ...                                                                            We are drowning clearly and                                                                              No one cares !                                                                                                       ____________________­____________________

Your eyes are the colour of my tea
when I've forgotten about it for hours.
When I find it, I end up not even wanting to drink it, but I do, because it's there and I'm here.
I don't think this makes any sense at all but I guess that why I'll always try to reheat you; us. Because you're there, and I'm here.
But don't think we'll ever be the same.

كنا نقف ,                                                                                                                      اثناء المطر ,                                                                                                                  تحت الداراويند                                                                                                                ليمنع عنا سقوط المطر ...                                                                                                    كانت كل المزاريب المفتوحة                                                                                                 تتدفق من كل الابنية على زواريب الحي ...                                                                               كانت امي ترسلني احيانا او                                                                                                  جدتي بالطنجرة                                                                                                                كي اضعها تحت المزراب لتملأ ماء                                                                                        كي تصنع به حساء العدس المجروش                                                                                                                   في الشتاء ...                                                                                                               كان لكل البيوت القديمة داراويندات من الاعلى                                                                       لتمنع تدفق الماء لداخل البيوت ...                                                                                       كانت الحياة بسيطة و                                                                                                     كان الخير في كل مكان ...                                                                                               تغيرت الايام و تم هدم كل البيوت القديمة                                                                              و صار بدلا عنها ابنية يقال انها تشبه                                                                                 علب اعواد الثقاب ...                                                                                                      الله يرحم ايام زمان ...                                                                                                    اين ذهبت تلك الدرويندات الجميلة                                                                                       و اين ذهبت كل المزاريب ؟!                                                                                            حقا لم يعد طعم حساء العدس مجروش                                                                                 كما كان ايام زمان                                                                                                        لأن كل شيء قد تغير الى الابد                                                                                          حتى نحن ....                                                                                                              ___________________­_

There are people on earth you love and hate,
Do not dual,
Think of the present,
Not the past,
Life is too short,
Don't look back,
Think reality,
Not fiction,
Enjoy life not conflict,

When you wake up,
Say good morning,
Don't be shy,

When it's time to go,
Say you love them,
And see you soon.

Do people have eyes,
Do people have legs,

Not in retails eyes,
What do you mean?

They just ask,
Where is this,

Where is what,
Where is the tea,
Explain to me,
What is this?

I still remember you
Oh so well
On such a haze of a cold winter's night
Where you and I did lie side by side
in such Solemn sweet tranquility      
Perhaps two brains elsewhere would do
And I stared forward at the dull moonlight
that snuck in through cracks In the dusty shutters
And soon I myself fell into a slumber
Soft eyelids melting with fireball and the midnight chime

Things had slowly changed
As mind to spirit slipped to song
you did rise from where you lay
Taking leave in low light
I peered through half shut eyes
As clicking chimes and doors you swung
Pierced the empty but perfect silence

You left me quite terribly alone
And with your absence as my fear
I rose myself and slowly hummed
To tail your ghostly shadow

An hour gone in your twisted maze
Walking barefoot through the night
I found you on your knees
Beneath the Idlewood tree
crying scarlet tears
sunken down in prayer
Nightgown soaked in mud
I watched you breath
So heavily
So desperately and true
Your face clear of any other colour
But dark red and warmest blue

As we lay there
Side by side
Your arm around my head  
You must have heard the screams
That came out of my own lips instead