I know you needed to say goodbye but
Now my heart is weak..
I'm going through difficult times and..
I need some help..
I need from you.
This is too much to bear..
I just need a hug from you..
Sometimes..
Suddenly..
From time to time..
and I'll be alright..
What is love....
Is it only a feeling
Or is it a flight?
Does it really heal your wounds
Or you just lose your own sight!?
How do I know if I am in love.....
Does it knocks on the door
And says hiee?
Or simply keeps a tucked in note
And leaves without even a goodbye?!
Are you my love....
Do you make me feel like I am in heaven
And take me onto our cloud nine?
Or just give me a tight cozy hug
Even when you know things are not fine?!
Is this love....
When you suddenly bend down to kiss
My forehead while we talk?!
Or you just hold my hand while crossing roads
When we go on a long long walk?!
You stroke my cheek
and i open my eyes
I know it's you, because i know the texture
of you hands
and the warmth
Yes, cause you're always warm
You have this comforting warm fragrance
When I smell it, I know im not alone.
We wake up together
I kiss you on the cheek
And you give me a thousand kisses all over my face
Morning breath
Yes, we both have that
But we don't care because we can't wait to give eachother love.
Your love heats me up
Just like your hands
It's as if I was gasoline
and you fire
Together
we create an explosion
Something beautiful
You and I
Hug me sweetheart...
Hug me sweetheart...
hug me to your chest...
before the grave try to hug me...
and to end my life...
before it hug me to endless time...
please sweet lover...
hug my missing body to yours...
hug and give me a special warm to feel..
to feel your merciful chest...
give me more power...
and more reason to be alive...
and more love,which i need...
adore you till a craziness...
and tend to you and to meeting you soon...
and missing to your voice and your whispers...
and dreaming in your warm lovely bed...
hope to hug me so hard to your heart...
to be so close to your chest...
to hear all whispers which your heart do...
and to feel within a peace with every beat...
please hug me...
hug me to your chest...
before the grave do...
and before i be as an old memory
please do...
do it now...
and i will be always yours...
good morning sweetheart ...
waiting you warm hugs ...
hazem al ...
There she stood in the junction
of the earth and sky
Watching the horizon
that overcame the night
And in its presence,
the silhouettes of life
There she stood in the earth’s choice
She looked back at the shadows
that appeared in it's decision
The offing of the sea now called her name
The consequences of night
were now overcome obstacles
She moved at ease
in the safe boundary of day
Walking through the cold dense air
left behind by the night
And there she waited to be hugged
by the warmth of the slow rising sun
i. he's unavoidable in the best way possible, squeezing my body with a tight embrace and a giddy laugh. my arms are pinned down and i can't hug back, but i don't think he'd notice if i did. his eyes are shut and a toothy smile stretches across his cheeks.
ii. his touch is like electricity and i feel myself getting light-headed. i feel frail and petite and only use one arm as he hugs me. the moment flashes by in an instant. euphoria explodes in my stomach and i have the urge to run away.
iii. i'm more hugging him than he is me, but his embrace is warm and i feel safe. it's a loose hug, but not in a bad way - more "thanks for not crushing me" than "well someone doesn't like physical contact." his smell is soft and relaxes me until he pulls back first. i feel sad for some reason.
I wrote you a note at 5 am,
you read it,
with no reply.
Before you left you asked for a picture of the two of us.
I made a joke and we laughed through the pictures.
But all that I could think about was
how it felt to have your arm around me.
It was holding me,
as I held you.
I wish I could go back to that moment,
but it's gone.
When we said our goodbyes,
it hurt so much.
I wanted to tell you so many things,
but time was running out.
I hugged you so many times,
you thought it was strange.
As soon as you walked away,
my heart felt empty;
I missed your presence already.
We touched hands as you drove away
in that big green van.
I ran after you,
as did other friends.
But you were gone.
I can still see your eyes gazing into mine,
and your oh so sweet smile;
but you're gone.
Nowhere to be seen.
I want a hug
that stops wars
something like never before
A hug that
helps everyone sleep
doesn't even have to be quietly
A hug that
makes everyone smile
if even for a short while
A hug that
makes sure everyone is feed
and well kept
A hug that loves all
from shortest to tall
A hug that just makes everyone equal
to treat each other like people
I want that hug
and you give me a shrug
Who understands the frustrations of using spell check on the phone?
Me I do.
My smart phone isn't very smart,
it types words that I would never use.
Some people are very rude,
they judge me because of a typo.
Hahaha!
I think that some people are just
too judgemental
to allow such a thing to go
without giving demeaning criticism.
It's not fair because it's not my fault the phone is programmed to work the way it does.
How I am the error or the stupid one
if I have tried to change the spelling yet the phone still types for me?
Sometimes it works and has a beautiful sway,
other times it choaks my poetic flow
goes the other way.
But there's no call for rude comments,
what did I do to you?
It must be your personal issues,
has nothing to do with me.
There only typos,
they won't bite you
or cause you cancer.
You don't have to stop by my space and throw it in my face.
You are a childish person to think
it was okay.
Also I am disabled
and I have learned to love my mistakes.
Why don't you try being autistic and suffer from a movement disorder on top of muscle dystrophy?
You think it's easy for me? Hahaha
I am proud to say "yes I make spelling errors like everyone else does once in a awhile."
I bet you started out with horrible spelling,
you had to because you had to learn just like the rest of us.
You are no different than anyone else.
I hope you feel better about yourself someday.
I wish you the best.
Maybe you need a hug.
© By Amanda Shelton