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Mazen Edlibi Apr 2017
Is it a Dream!
Is it a fantasy!
Is it a wish that can’t be fetched!
All my life, i’ve been watching life in silence!
                 And i asked….
Do I exist!
Is there a need to let my voice heard!
I saved lives!
I helped lost souls!
I broken hearts!
I touched the unreached Hope and whispered him
to shine in their eyes…
I am who I am!
If you see me silly… know that I am Human!
If you see me stupid…Know that I am Human!
If you see me sensitive…Know that I am Human!
I have my Dark side and that didn’t affect my love for you!
I have my Bright Side, and that didn’t hide you behind the light!
You always there, in front of me…shining in your darkness and brightness…
Do you have the same for me!
Talk to me, let me listen to you… Let me feel you!
I’m not better than you… I am like you…I am you.. You are me..
In a Journey we are together…
In a long-life walk we are together…
My Hand longing to hold your hand!
My Heart longing to feel your beats!

Are we falling apart …… Or

Are we reborn again!

What is your say!
mjad Apr 2017
my words fade
faster than  
footprints on sand
or snow on a hand
mjad Apr 2017
Can I hold your hand
not a hug
nor a kiss
just the clasp of your fingers
around my palm
feel the veins of blood 
filled with love
against my own, pulsing
and the tapping of fingertips
and nerves tingling
the tender roughness
colliding with my own
A firebrand of fingers
burning for mine
can I just hold your hand
Grace Spellman Apr 2017
the rough texture on his fingers
from putting his soul into his art
his guitar, all black and shiny
a piece of art alone, extra special when he plays it
the warmth of his palm
i trace the lines that cover it
making an 'A' on the center
i clasp my hand, interlacing our fingers
rubbing my thumb against his
i kiss him
nothing makes me happier
than the simple feeling
of his hand
Nayana Nair Apr 2017
I stop reading.

I look at these clumsily scribbled words.

I look at these fine print.

And I reach out my hand

to the page

and touch these words

to know

whether they really exist.

I reach out

to grab onto that hand,

so I can come out of water

for a moment,

to take breath

and remember what it was like

to not drown.

For that moment

I keep reading.
Beau Scorgie Apr 2017
My father always told my sister and I
not to bite the hand that feeds.
But I look down at my hands
and see scars where my own teeth
have drawn blood.
George Krokos Apr 2017
When many things seemed to be going wrong
You just then so happened to come along
and lift me up out of my deep sorrow
thereby giving me hope for the morrow.

You also taught me about faith and trust
which in our relationship was a must;
through my self effort and Your saving grace
I yearned to reach for a much higher place.

To get back to where I had fallen from
I would first then have to undo the wrong
of some past karma done in ignorance
which was scored then by disobedience.

Like the story of the prodigal son
who returned home to his father and won
I reflected on those things said and done
at each day's end for a better outcome.

In daily meditation's quietude
I regained confidence and fortitude
for self discipline and transformation
to rise up to that higher life station.

Your helping hand was indispensable
and so very strongly responsible
in saving me then from all of that gloom
I was heading toward failing to bloom.

It would be against so many an odd
that You helped me to gain favour with God
Who was really the One Divine Being
within every person always seeing.
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Writen in 2016. The actual theme goes back or refers to my early days on the path.
Silverflame Apr 2017
Melt away my fear
hold my hand for just a bit
hungry eyes waiting
First time playing around with a haiku.
hazem al jaber Mar 2017
Take my hand ...

And let's dance ...
it's our night ..
it's the night ..
where we will ..
show each others ..
one to the other ..
the love that we hold ..
inside and so deep ...
from a long years ...
since we were ..
so young  ...
since our eyes met ...
yes sweetheart ...
it's our night ...
take my hand ...
and dance with me ...
dance within your feelings ...
run around me ...
hug me to your heart ...
hold me with your arms ...
and dance with me ...
dance with every part of me ...
here and now ...
on our love's theater ...
with now stop ...
let's dance ...
as all birds in the sky ...
as a butterflies dancing ...
with every flower and rose ...
as the light candles ...
waves with a soft wind ...
yes sweetheart ...
take me hand ...
and let's dance ...
and after dancing ...
let's run to our bed ...
there where we will dance ...
again and again ...
through body and soul ...
naked bodies ...
pure souls ...
asking only to dance ...
and to get sweet love ...
while it' dancing together ...
making a loving love ...

yes sweetheart ...
take my hand ..
to dance ...

hazem al ...
blue mercury Feb 2017
my hands are always cold
but not when they're interlaced
with yours.

something about us is right.
i'm drowning in your light.

i never thought drowning
would be this nice.
i'm falling in love
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