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I can't get over you*
      But I hate you.
  You hardly come around.
I used to date you when your time frame was more abrupt
    You'd show up with a kiss and a hug
  Give me the gift of love
With no glove on, just pure touch
      Pushing your button and gripping you tight
   We used to get by
You'd always take me back
  For the very last time
Stuck between whether it's wrong or its right
     Being this naked
We'd always fight and when it was amazing, even they loved it.
       From cover to cover, our bed was made up and it read like this:
      
"Here lies Poetry and her Poet, God rest their souls on crumpled paper"*
      If we make it
And our love is a mainstream instrumental, will you come back and talk to me or will you choke me on your lies,
All your promises meeting their demise in a pair of telling deceitful eyes that I couldn't draw
    The paper might rip in these hands made of straw
      But the years will drag on with me gripping two halves beyond repair trying to grasp the reality of your infidelity
 Jun 2015 Jesibell arz
anu
10th April 2015 dawns
He showed me
The life's first face
       AS
L-Lifelessness
I-Irritation
F-Futility
E-Emotional disturbances


But when 10th April 2015 sunsets
He showed me
The life's other face
     AS
L-Lovely
I-Inspirational
F-Friendly
E-Energetic

I was shocked when He showed the first face
But i was stunned when He showed its second face
Its not that i was stunned because of seeing  life's second face
But because of seeing His Majesty and Real love Which is showed in this 2nd face..
God showed me this second face through a film (kayal)..I Found that God often comes to as someone but this time He taught me through the film ..Thank God..Love you My Almighty...
 Jun 2015 Jesibell arz
Ameliorate
Clouds and colors painted across the sky,
Evening is upon us in all of it's wondrous glory.
The golden hour; an artist's canvas.
Sunlight glows over the treetops,
Saying goodnight to the daytime; welcoming dusk.
A sliver of the moon; peaking out making it's presence known.
For in a few short hours the sky will harbor a new scene,
One where the moon becomes dominant over all.
Deep blue darkness with perfectly plotted stars burning millions of miles away.
I wonder to myself of all the star crossed lovers,
Who have looked upon the same night sky.
I feel lucky to have you by my side in this moment of beauty,
For true love shall never die.
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