The hunter and the prey
danced under the moonlight
so elegantly that they put
the petals of rose to shame.

The dance ended with the last note
And then came the howls
which continued the whole night.

No one will ever know our tale
Except us
and the demons of 3 A.M.

(I)
In the lavender field
holding a white rose
Placid visage
I was laying all alone.

My mascara had not ruined
And bun was also perfect
Some scent of strawberry was lingering
In the air, from my lipstick.

I was wearing the velvet dress
which I had saved for that day.
When everyone would be crying
And I'd be all gay.

So darling tell me again
When you see me on this bed.
Do I still look beautiful to you
even after I am dead?

(II)
In the lavender field
Holding a white rose
Puffy eyes
I was all alone.

I had not shaved in ages
And my tie was not perfect
I could still taste her lips
That regular strawberry lipstick,

I was wearing the black dress
Which I had worn that day
When we said our vows
And became one again.

The lavenders prepared her bed
As I laid her down to sleep
I wiped my tears and whispered,
"You always looked beautiful to me."

The chirping birds welcomed her as the sun rose to make a crown with rays.
She walked bare feet on the shore, decorated by pebbles and shells. The wind held her cape to honor her.

She was finally in her kingdom.

Today I have a question to ask
From the coward thieves and murderers
Who attack their prey in the dark.

Today I have a question to ask
From those who consider her as a toy to play
As she fights to keep her virginity safe.

Today I have a question to ask
From all the soul killers who take pleasure
In hearing her screams and cries while they laugh.

Today I have a question to ask
From the dark demons who enjoy 'the game'
While she hopes to die at the end of it.

Today I have a question to ask
From these monsters who fulfill their needs
As they steal away her identity.

Today I have a question to ask
From those who make her hate herself
For they leave inside her some of their part.

Today I have a question to ask
From those who feel mighty and powerful
As they curse her forever with the scars.

Today I have a question to ask
From every ****** ****** in the world
How will you pay for those innocent lives
Who were a victim of your fun and lost the fight?

She made him paint with words again
And he used those words to dig her grave.

Loving each other was like being in a war.
So I gave up when I couldn't hurt you anymore.

Those broken bricks told a story
Of a place where dreams were made.
A place which drowned in the floods
Those broken bricks are all that remains.

He was a piece of abstract art
And she was in love with complicated colors.

To forget me he'd have to leave his body
For I have carved my love deep in his veins.

You took a piece of me along
And used it to fix her broken heart.

I smiled to see that even in her,
You wanted to see some of my spark.

If you think you broke my heart
Let me tell you that you're wrong darling.

You actually broke yourself
Because in my heart only you were hiding.

You are always the hardest thing to write about
Because I fear that my words won't do justice to you.

He always used the pitcher of ***
To forget the sorrow and pain of this world.

Addicted he was, said he'll never stop drinking
Those were the days when he forgot everything.

With a broken heart, he uncovered his soul
And to hide his scars, he drank some more.

He drank and drank till the effect wore off
By that time all his darkness was gone.

So he threw the empty pitcher of *** away
And cursed and blamed it for making him go astray.

The tiles of my room are familiar with my tears.

Even in darkness they know I am crying for you.

When the old man sits to share his tale,
Listen to his words and look deep into his eyes.

You'll forget everything in that moment and
you'll feel as if you are living his life.

I hope you think of me every time you kiss someone else.
And when you do, remember honey
It's a curse from which you can never escape.

The demons got me in that alley at last.
I could feel the weight on my body as they entered.
That pain they caused made me want to scream.
My whole body twisted, stiffened and surrendered.

I struggled with my own self to stop the transformation
But my eyes had turned hollow, pitch black.
The sunlight vanished and darkness took over everything.
Then emerged a shadow from fire and ash.

It was Satan himself, the smokeless fire.
He walked up to my feeble body and smiled.
"Don't worry my lady," he consoled warmly
"Tonight you'll be served as my human sacrifice."

She had a charm to make everyone fall in love with her.

But this charm of hers turned into a curse forever.

I wonder how my poems sound when you're the one reading.
My words curling on the tip of your lips as you go through my feelings.

*Do you think about me as you read my heart out?
Or are you still drowning deep in your doubts?

I am a drunk and you are a saint.
I find Him when I lose myself
And you find Him in your prayers.

It took me centuries to find you in the dark
And in a second you lost yourself again.

I remember it was 3.00 A.M.
You called me, you were crying.
I told you that I loved you
That everything will be alright.



It's 3.00 A.M. right now,
I called you but you didn't pick.
Instead sent a text that said,
*"Please don't contact me again."

While your kids are playing, running in the streets
I am fighting for my life, wandering helplessly.

While your kids have soccer practices in the evening
I don't know if by then I'll be dead or still living.

While your kids are painting rainbows and butterflies
My city is painted in our blood, every time we sacrifice.

While your kids are treated for even a scratch on their knee
It's been days since I am wearing these scars and injuries.

While your kids are scared of little cockroaches
I stand face to face with tanks and bullets.

While your kids are learning about their family tree
I am still searching the missing members of my family.

While your kids are angels, we are not even considered as human beings.
Why? Just because we are born in Palestine and they are from Israel?

He asked me what bothered me at night?
I told him I was haunted by nightmares.
He held me in his arms and said "It'll be alright,
I am here to make them all disappear."



*Last night I had a nightmare again
And your face was all I saw darling.

The angel had me in his arms safely,
As we made our way down to the world.
He caressed my cheek and smiled at me,
"You're God's most beautiful creation, little one."

I opened my eyes ready to live;
Feeling that I was something special.
But the disappointed looks made me cry,
"Oh well, it's a baby girl."

I looked around to find that angel,
But he had left me and flown away.
A man came and consoled my parents,
"It's okay, must have been a bad day."

Since childhood I am always labeled
On every step of my life,
"You're a burden, the unlucky one."
Every time with that, I was buried alive.

It's the cowards who can't accept the fact
And uses a woman for his desires.
They hide their faces when their daughter is born
While they feel manly beating up their wives.

I don't need sympathy on being a woman,
I may look delicate but I am strong inside.
I spit on their cursed faces and thoughts
**For I am a woman; the symbol of pride.

(The clock is ticking, tick tock tick tock)
He returns from office, It was a bad day
He throws his files on the table
As he loosens the ties, exhausted.

(The T.V is not working again)
He smashes the remote against the wall
And collapses on the sofa,
His eyes are now closed.

(The water starts boiling)
She turns the stove off
And rushes to the t.v lounge
As she hears the shattering sound.

After wiping her face with the corner of her shirt
She manages to put on a smile weakly.
"Hey darling. Welcome back home
The dinner is also almost ready."

(The bulb starts flickering)
He opens his eyes staring at it.
He curses aloud as she stands waiting for a reply
Then he lights up a cigarette.

He puffs for a while and
Asks what's for dinner
She is frightened to upset him,
She starts to stammer.

"I asked what's for ******* dinner!?"
"Boiled vegetables and steak, dear."
"I told you to cook rice for me ******
How hard was it to remember!?"

Tears fill her eyes as he curses again
She pleads for him to stop
But he holds her by the arm
And kicks her out of the house.

(The T.V is now working again)
(And the flickering of the bulb has also stopped.)
No one is there to blame anymore
(The clock ticks, tick tock tick tock.)

Standing on the edge of the highest peak
With my arms stretched out wide
Showing off the beauty of my majestic wings
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

My lips curved into a sly smile
As if laughing at the stupid world
Proud I felt as I raised myself up
Ready for the flight and I jumped.

No pull of gravity or force of friction
Could alter my way back to despair
"See I can fly.", I whispered to the world below
As I dissolved into the particles of the air.

I smile as I whisper your name to myself
It raises a pleasuring pain somewhere deep
I wonder if my name buries you alive too
Cause darling, you are the one who lost me.

He told me,
"I can't live without you."
He left and he forgot.

It's been years
He crossed my path again.
He is alive while I am not.

The day we combine would be the day when this world will meet it's destination.
We would have just a fraction of time to fulfil all the desperation.
For we are like two burning stars in love.
When collide, we can set fire to the whole universe.

Wearing my sins
I plead in front of you
With teary eyes
Not for forgiveness
But for help
To cover up my lies.

I took out your picture, darling,
And stared at it for hours.
I don't know what I felt was hatred
Or it was the same irreplaceable  love.

Though looking at you after ages,
I wanted your lips on mine again
Instead I pushed away those thoughts
And cursed you for all the tears and pain.