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...and where did you go,
like the wind that doth blow through my hair
one moment you're here and then you are
where?
 Mar 2014 lina S
Lauramihaela
I am lost:
My mind scattered
In endless constellations above me.

As dreams infuse with reality
And thoughts diffuse into insanity
I realize:
To be insane is to see the infinite.
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
Ambrosial
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
Your face would make the angels weep,
And Satan lose his stride.
Your tears could fill the oceans,
Now, you cannot, cannot hide.
Suggestions?
© Maniba Kiani

Ambrosial - worthy of the gods, divine
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
Take my hand
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
Take my hand
And we'll run away
To someplace better than Olympus,
Take my hand
And we'll be free
We'll start a new life together,
Take my hand
And we'll find a place
We can call home,
Take my hand
And we'll cut off our hair
We'll be new people,
Take my hand
And we'll change our names
I can be 'sorry' and you can be 'it's fine'
Take my hand
Don't be afraid to take the risk,
Just take my hand.
Written 12/02/14
A poem about the 'American dream' that I share with my best friend. We want to escape and just be free, we have so many plans for our future...even though 'plans' is all it ever will be because life is not like a story book and real life has no happy endings.

©Maniba Kiani
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
Cry
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
Cry
Cry, cry as much as you want,
don’t stop till your eyelashes
are dry and until the mascara
isn’t on your face.
Cry till your cardy is soaked
up – wring it out – cry some
more.
Cry till your nose ceases to run
and you’re all blown out.
Cry till your eyes are dry
and your tear ducts are
no longer functioning.
Cry till you can’t cry no more...
and then...
Vow that you will never cry for the same reason ever again...
Thursday 26th September 2013  20:53 ( © All rights reserved - Maniba Kiani)
Sometimes I don't agree with the last line...
This poem was inspired by Jasmina Siderovski --> this is her poem:

It’s good to cry, cry as much as you like,
Cry it out and cry some more until
there are tears no more.
When you are done laugh a little
And find some hope to remember
the goodness in your life. The hope
that God understands and appreciates
the most.
Then it is only then you will find the
Strength to carry you through a river of
tears.

~ Jasmina Siderovski
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
Untitled
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
The acrid smoke burns my throat
Polluting my lips,
My tongue,
Leaving behind a trail of bitterness
Down my oesophagus.
I feel the ash rising in my lungs
Hot, acidic, molten;
I draw in breath -
Coughing -
Inhaling -
Exhaling.
Exchanging my thoughts for those poisonous fumes
That dance in my air passage
Each breath feels like a release
As each ash particle falls and forms a clenched fist
Around my black lungs.
23:20  21/2/14
( © All rights reserved - Maniba Kiani)
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
Leap of Faith
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
"You jump, I jump
Remember"

Clinging on for dear life
Too scared to look up
Or look down
I concentrate on your terrified eyes the tears streaming down your face
"Look at me"
"Trust me"
"Give me your hand"
"I'll never let you go"
Whispering soothing words and giving you the hope to leap
"I can't do it, I can't jump"
"Yes you can - you trust me, don't you?"
"Yes"
I grip your hand tight
You scream
And scream
And scream
We're flying now
"I've got you"
"Sshh..it's ok - it's over, we did it"
I cup your face and gaze with pride in my eyes
"You did it"

"You jump, I jump
Remember"*

This is the Leap of Faith.
© Maniba Kiani  28/2/14. 20:27
Written after the 'leap of faith' experience I had at Kingswood in Doncaster with my closest friend. <3
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
No one notices, she thinks,
No one cares, she thinks,
No one understands, she thinks,
No one believes, she thinks,

But I do

I notice the pain in your eyes - everyday,
I truly care - I always will,
I do understand - and I accept the facts,
I do believe - I always have.
© Maniba Kiani

Written 12/2/14

Caring so much about a person, even though they fail to realise just how far you would go for them.
 Mar 2014 lina S
Manny
I stroke your cool, cold spine
As I envisage our journey together
Through all the ******* and the lies
Through all the memories and the highs
Thought to pen
Pen to paper
The cycle continues

~ but which cycle is it going to be?
21:21 Sunday 2nd March 2014 © Maniba Kiani

My relationship with pen and paper is like no other ~

The 'cycle' is referring to either positive emotions in my poetry or the negative ones.

I've just fully finished a whole book of my written work and other poets who have inspired me, I currently have about 50 odd poems that I wish to publish in an anthology of my work.

Thank you for all your comments and encouragements :)
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