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hazem al jaber Aug 2021
Beautiful ....

beautiful ...
it's an amazing day ...
early beautiful morning ...
on a sings birds ...
runs deeply ...
from ear to heart ...
with a tasty coffee ...
while a stunning breeze ...
goes smoothly inside ...
to breathe this morning ...
while i welcome ...
this lovely morning ...
with a sweet face ...
as yours ...
to share with ...
with you ...
my first moments ...
that i adore ...
with every day ...
to start writing ...
feelings ...
imaginations ...
and all is ...
is about you ...
about the love ...
that i'm keeping ...
only for you ...
and will always do ...

yes my sweet lady ...
it's the best ever morning ...
i'm starting now ...
with you ...

good morning ...
sweet lady mine ...

hazem al ...
D Cole Aug 2021
If you look into my heart, you'll cry
the brilliance that keeps it whole hides when you get too close.
Each piece with a different tale, my heart is an erratic choir
echoing the blues dining with love.

Yet with you, echoes of ecstasy emanate from my heart,
forging a beat, from my litter
As though love knew it'd wrong me,
with you as her gift to me.
Love...right?.
hazem al jaber Jul 2021
Beautiful parts ...

sweetheart ...

tell me ...
from where ...
should i start ...
which parts ...
may i start with ...
from your lips ...
or from your ******* ...
or from that crazy cave ...
inside you ...
just tell me ...
my sweet angel mine ...
from which parts ...
and how to start ...
how to get my irrigation ...
from those naked parts ...
which it all ...
made me a crazy lover ...
that never to satisfy ...
from you all ...

oh babe ...
my lady's world ...
from which parts ...
may i start ...
just tell me ...
to start ...
one by other ...
until i get you all ..


hazem al ...
Michael Jul 2021
Caw
An eagle calls on the dawn's sun rise.
As the living waken from their beddy-byes.
The hunter waits and sits and pries,
and sneaks to even skip surprise.
Feathers fall as the thunder strikes.
The crows, they caw at the bird's demise.
Amanda Kay Burke Jul 2021
Yes I am a beautiful disaster
In my wake leave a bittersweet taste
A special kind of love in soul
Most of it goes to waste

I long to stop disassembling
Pieces one by one
My demons have spoken
They warn I've just begun

Hiding in the silence
I am too afraid to share
Do not like the way opening up feels
Like winter branches laid bare

Pages of heart are torn
Many stained with tears
Can judge this book by it's cover
As dark as it appears

As whispers flow throughout mind
Uttered from lips of memories
Wishing my residual sorrow
Would be carried with the breeze

Suffering rising into air
Dispersing until completely gone
Hard as I try to blow them away
Miseries keep clutching on

My words lie at bottom of my lungs
Too tired to crawl out
They weigh down my shaky breath
Until every one turns to doubt

I retreat into the shadows
Cloaked in grey and black
Waiting for happiness to return
My colors may never come back
I am a cute wreck (my version of a hot mess)
🌻
SUNFLOWERS
GROW TO
CREATE A
GLOW
🌻
JUST THE WAY
YOU MAKE ME FEEL
LIKE A SUNFLOWER
🌻
GROWING TALL
UNDER THE SUN
SUMMER'S HERE
AND YOU KEEP ME
SAFE AND WARM
🌻
KNOWING THAT ALL IS GOOD,
ALL IS FINE
AS LONG AS YOU HAVE
YOUR
SUNFLOWER TO
SHINE
🌻
FLOWERS BLOOM
BUT NONE LIKE
YOUR BRIGHT
SUNFLOWER
🌻
You make me feel like a Sunflower, thanks for always making me feel beautiful my dear love. M.C.
Kamila Jul 2021
The sun is slowly going down,
And summer breeze glides down my skin.
The moves of water calm me down,
The sounds of sax and guitar strings.

Amazing views and birds around,
I reach some joy and, maybe, peace
And while I stare at rosy clouds
I feel nostalgic bittersweet
I try to say "hello"
when the first time I saw you,
but I didn't

I try to say "hi"
when the second time I met you,
but you didn't see me

I try to say goodbye
when the last time I wanted to leave this feeling alone and decided to take the right time to do the same,
but you love me,
and say, "hi"
Indonesia, 14th July 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
Kellin Jul 2021
Night changes nothing
when she's as beautiful during the honest hue of the day as she is to me bathed in moonlight
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