That perfect moment when your between steps
When you dare to look at the sky
And watch the marshmallows floating by

That perfect moment when time stands still
As you watch the birds on the window sill

That perfect moment when you meet for the first time
And you can't catch a gulp of air
As you wonder how someone so perfect is there

That perfect moment when you walk under the autum tree
The falling leaves a perfect sight
Like colorful birds taking flight

That perfect moment when that first snowflake falls
Gently coating your chilly head
And you forget the winter dread

That perfect moment when you watch the children play
And you remember when you were young
And all the crazy things you did for fun

That perfect moment when you roll down a hill
As your head hits the soft plush grass
You realize how small the world may be
And your a tiny speck of happy impossible to see

Then all these fleeting moments are gone
Forgotten verses in life's unending song

Holding hands with my shadow
the source becomes apparent
as subtle nuances conglomerate,
the boundaries between them dissolve
my awareness begins to loosen
its grip on self-inflicted illusions
making room for
-- This Very Moment --
the culmination of pulsating particles
subjectively self-willed  .  .  .

The difficulty becomes
A source of ease as
perspectives adjust
the dust settles
& the inherent perfection
of each idiosyncrasy
dulls the duality of
my self-conception

let the clock stay frozen in time
let your lips be touched by mine
all the cells of our bodies working together
let just stop this ******* clock forever

here in the dark
let our souls be one
please let our souls be one
you know what I'm talking about

don't let this moment be just one more
please feel this second like you never felt before
don't kiss and smile
kiss me and stay still for awhile

look me in the eyes
show me you love me
show me you feel me
don't show me lies

cause if it's just for ***
I'll try to find love somewhere else

ITS A MOMENT OF TIME BEFORE I RUN OUT OF RHYMES. RHYMES MEANING LOVE, MA HEART FEELS EMPTY LIKE A GUN WITHOUT BULLETS, I GUESS YOU FORGOT TO RELOAD. YOU STAND THERE WATCHING ME.....WHAT NEXT YOU'RE GONNA CHANGE THE CHANNEL AND FIND SOMEONE ELSE? WELL YOU CAN'T THE BATTERY IS DEAD ALL THAT FLIRTATION WENT STRAIGHT TO YOUR HEAD, DESPITE ALL OF THAT I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO IF YOU DO TIME WILL MOVE SLOW AND EVERYTHING WILL BREAKDOWN, MA HEART WOULD SHATTER WITHOUT A SOUND. SOMETIMES WE ARGUE, SOMETIMES WE FUSS BUT IT ALL COMES DOWN TO....WHAT HAPPEN TO US? NOW YOU HAVE ME THINKING A COUPLE MONTHS BACK, WAS THAT THE REAL YOU OR JUST A LOVE ACT. YOU HAVE ME CONFUSED LIKE A WOMAN WHEN SHE WALKS INTO A STORE TO BUY NEW SHOES. LOOK AT ME!!, SOMETIMES I WONDER IF I'M YOUR FRIEND OR YOUR ENEMY. AS I SAID BEFORE ITS A MOMENT OF TIME BEFORE I RUN OUT OF RHYMES....RHYMES MEANING LOVE.

Sitting at my computer and starring at the screen
I'm starting to get bored and feel like I want to scream!
I'm bored out of mind without a muse
Praying that I soon get an idea to use

Looking at my poem links
starting to think my work really stinks
I finally get inspired and it lights off a spark
I'm starting to feel like a glow in the dark

I'm trying to get a interesting find
but as soon as the electricity goes off so does my mind
That was the moment where I get angry, upset and it cant be ignored
It repeats it cycle and I'm at the beginning of ''I'm bored''

When I lay in bed,
Trying to sleep.
When I close my eyes,
Thinking so deep.
When it becomes too late,
I fall asleep.
When I dream of a dream,
I can’t upkeep.
When all my senses,
Start to seep.
To the nonexistence,
Want to creep.
That’s the moment,
Forever,
I want to keep.

Abdullah Ayyash
October 2nd, 2010

In the cave I wait,
smoke filling the lungs,
masking the smell, hiding
the face.
I the fire starter,
in the bears domain, playing my game.
A moving shadow, a vicious snarl. Approaching swiftly, what a clumsy animal.  
The blade glistens with minimal light. Entering the furry hide, the eyes fade. A soul dissipating with the cloud. A trade, gifted at death. One heroic effort for a bite at last.

A french toast,
A cup of tea,
Next to a window,
And a soul,
Bring sunshine to my life.

Oh how I miss,
Every moment,
Of that breakfast.