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Mazen Edlibi Dec 2015
I keep asking myself this question!
Am I living a scam called love!
I Kept asking myself, am I right to have my emotions out of my Chest!
Is it worthy to breath the fresh air out there!
Is it right to tell the girl " I love you!"...
Does she exist for that moment!
I can't see her face there!
She is a fancy that I don't want to get in love with!
She is not the love I'm looking for anymore!
I don't know who is she anymore!
Farewell to her chapter in my book!
Let someone else comes and writes another episode in this strange epic!
Merry Christmas:)
I feel I'm giving up on Love!
Mazen Edlibi Dec 2015
Hello…
It is True that my words voice demanding, but when words fails to translate what their inside their soul and veins, then excuses are sought…
If I gave you my blood, you would feel the heat, the burning, the eager that human’s dictionary won’t capture…
The only misfortune was coming in/at wrong time and wrong state!
“Is there something else, you want?”
I looked at her and my heart wants to shout out and loud, saying to her “ Can’t you see!”, “ Can’t you hear!”, Can’t you Feel!”….
I’m creating “Drama” of its own, “Drama” ruined by human and I’m counted on them and I’m not one of them!....
Everything is Burning…
Everything leading to those states that I’m leaving behind…
“I am …..” ….. I know more than that….
I know every minute what comes when you are around me or not…
I feel the world more when I look at your eyes and they are telling me “I fear what you carry for me?”….
Don’t walk away! When my world is burning…
Don’t Walk away! When my Heart is Yearning…
I feel the silence when created by your words, sending me to the island of answers, where no answers left for me to give it back to you….
After knowing you, silence became my enemy after being my close friend…
In him you live…
In him your words move…
In him your eyes… your hair… your white skin are portrait…
Tell me when we draw the line…
You let everything flying around!
You let colors be seen!
You let love has a taste!
Time has meaning!
Heart has a life!
Sky is holding many words!
Shooting stars are dancing!
Moon is shining…
You let me ”Fly”
To somewhere…
To Some Places were not visited…
To some emotions were not felt before…

You became the theme of undrawn future… The theme of the air I’m breathing… The theme of silence I’m dwelling in…

They saw the other person in me….
They saw the life in me…
They saw the smile you put inside me..

But
They didn’t see “You” …. SSSSHHHH…. It is a Secret!
Your “Genuine” was clear like a sun…
Your “Transparent” was like a shining diamond…
Your “Strength” was felt in your punches…
I know you from your eyes when looking at mine…

What isn’t real?

God created me with full of packages built inside me…
God sent that angle to trigger the treasure box inside me…
God’s well! I can’t help in that!

What is real, is the inhale of real life started with you, stepping in my lonely castle!

You are “Naked”!

My Emotions were embedded in a written word that are given to me by heaven…
Mind and body surrendered to Heart declaring Love being given from the Seven Heaven….

“Naked” from Flesh, but covered with emotions, love and authenticity … Protecting me, taking care of me and easing my falling…

“Naked” from selfish, naked from meaningless, naked from hypocrisy, naked from lust and naked from earthly desires/whims…

I only want “Love”!

“I do feel safe with you”! “I always did”
“How do you know that you miss me?”

When sleeping on cold bed, takes your life and spirit…
When warmth is leaving your bed for ages....
When your speech is about one person, who colored your life…
When people start saying to you “ You look different”…
When you become a poet of every minute of your life…

When the whole world pause for your moment, and nothing else matters…
When your Heart keeps recalling one Face… One Cough… One Skin… One Figure… Who is You!!!

I’ve been “Reframed”  in a way old “State” of an unknown world was shaken and led to unvisited world before…

The “Context”  is New!
The “Sensory” were not belong to me…
I’ve been “NLPed”  in a whole person producing a …..
“ Lover”
It is really painful when you fall in love, and there is no one to receive you... So, you don't know where you fall! I'm thankful to that fall, to the strength I gained out of this experience...
Merry Christmans everyone...Thanks for going through my words, which I use to write and throw them but I said let me share them with those who do care about emotions and feelings even they don't k now you!
Thank you!
Mazen Edlibi Dec 2015
With her face you go into a journey to wonder land!
With the blink of her eye, you read a story of its own!
Leaving her half face covered with her short hair, takes you to unfolded mystery!
Black eyes, black hair and black eyelashes tell you a story worth to be Listen to!
With her voice you can take the path in peace reading a fairytale never read before!
You read from her smile an invitation to forget the world and listen to the rhythm
She is a story of her own!
Mazen Edlibi Dec 2015
silence with those who are on roads…
their souls are somewhere lost in places that hard to reach!
My Love… has no faith in those roads declaring Why?
I didn’t ask her for anything, I asked her to be with me…
I didn’t ask her to change, i asked her to be with me…
I didn’t ask her to worship me, i asked her to be with me…
i didn’t ask her to change her beliefs, i asked her to be with me…
i didn’t ask her nothing…
I just asked her not to walk away!
My world is burning, but I want nothing except her smile…
I asked her to be my partner in discovery and not to commit to me!
I asked her to feel safe with me since i was wounded by others for hundred of times and i know the feel…
I asked her to sit with me, as I am a stranger of my own!
I asked her to give me her trust, not to **** her dreams
I asked her to dream with me, not for me…
I asked her to cry with me, not because of me….
I asked her to love with me, not to be obliged to love…
I asked her to be Herself!
To be….!!
Mazen Edlibi Dec 2015
Why am I holding the pen!
Papers are locked somewhere in those years...
I'm not owning anything human have...
I walked that path without any hope I will need...
I walked carrying nothing and leaving all things behind me!
It is path  of no expectation!
It is path I'm taking and no one else...
It is a path where I'm matter and no one else does!
It is My path
Mazen Edlibi Dec 2015
I like my wounds, I like them because of lessons I've learnt...
I like my wounds... because of those days they are brining with...
I like them... because of making me who I am...
I like them, although it is painful...
I like them, because they are true..
I like them, because they are my legacy...
25-11-2015
Mazen Edlibi Dec 2015
I hate my feelings...
I hate my words...
I hate my pen...
I wish not to hold it and taint my papers....
I wish Death be my true friend, where everything allied against me...
I declared Love, I declared things were true and all that were thrown in ingratitude  waste!
                            I hate being awaken again!
                                     I just want to sleep
                                              In peace!
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