In this midheaven of demigods.
beneath this semidetached shelter
of semi-manufactured souls.
apart from the half-hearted's dimidiate
the bright-half departs
for dovetailing all of our halves.

You are a gem among the souls
Polished to sharp edges
Radiating spectrum of colors when held
A smile of the morning sun
Stretching around your simple creation
Stops time in its track
Lips of heavenly clouds
Stained my heart in a single kiss
Eyes of cocoa dream
Dancing to imaginary tunes
Drowning the roars of the ocean around
People speculating insanity
But for me
An addiction unlike other
A heart that leaves even the saints envious
Look at what you have made
What you are
What you hold
A life
Of unmade bed
And adorable pups
Filled with passion
For chocolates
And lust for adventures
Pay no heed to the whispers
That haunt your ears
For they are just jealous
Of what you have
And what they don't
A beautful life,
Of your making.

Eliah SolRae Nov 7

We were told to get in line, a somber black line.
A line that snaked on. It was a snake that ate time.
All around is foreign tongue,
Behind me someone sang…

I am pinched, prodded, and shouted at
I try to explain, I am pinned with papers of foreign tongue.
Finally I get my stamp, it to much I leave…

I climb into a booth,
Above is a beautiful balloon.
The booth sprouts wings and floats up.

I float over the beautiful city,
Over the two men grasping hands.
I float through time and space, to a new place

I Arrive
The tongue is harsher, the accent stronger.
It is asif I am a man on an alien planet.
I look for help, a room to stay.

A friendly face a helping hand guides the way.
When I arrive a new animal jumps out,
I jump.

I get a room,
I open my trunk and pull out the picture of us three,
You our daughter and me. I think about you every day.

I look up and see birds,
origami birds...
I climb in bed and fall into a deep sleep.

In the morning I wake and see one,
of the creatures, I jump, it jumps.
And scurries out the window, into the arrival.

I travel the city and look,
I bought a map, it was as clear as code.
I was in a crowd, it winded to and fro, it flowed.

I climbed on a float boat,
And met a young lady, of my tongue,
Of the land of the dragon tails…

She told me a story,
Her story…
It all started one day with a forbidden book.

This part II of the arrival, based on the book by Shaun Tan
Kaye I Nov 7

she's a song
you'll never hear
because you never listened.

M Oct 18

Look at my smile, and look into my eyes,

Can you see the soul withered, I'm dead inside.

I will not cry, cause I lost my mind,

Insanity driven, I wonder why...

Cursed to live, when I want to die,

Won't kill myself, I wouldn't even try...

But I want to, guys...I really really do...

I wish you all understood the situation too...

I'll type it down below, in the box of notes...

My soul was snatched with all of my hopes.

I can't really explain it in the way I wish that I could. Let's just say that I was mercilessly dragged, my heart and my emotions by my first love. I fell for someone who was Demisexual and Alexithymia...literal polar opposites...He dumped me but offered to be friends...like I begged for it. I cried before this moment, multiple times. I knew already that it'd be over...I just wanted him to tell me...and when he told me...I laughed. I laughed, even though I wanted to cry. I want to die...but I can't help but to want to with a smile on my face...I'm losing my mind...but I wish I knew why...

The main part of me ...

do you know ....
do you feel ...
do you realize ...
did you got ...
how much i love you ...
wish you do ....
wish you realize ...
how much i adore you ...
sweetheart...
i know ...
that i love you ...
and have no power ...
ever to forget you ...
because ...
i got thousand reasons ...
to keep you so deep inside ...
and the mainly reason is...
just i love you ...
because since that time...
which i saw you ...
the whole world smiled ...
smiled to me ...
gave me another happiness ...
that i never felt before ...
felt that i owned the world ...
and all happiness in this world ...
between my hands ...
and so deep inside the heart ...
that's all because i loved you ...
and still keeping your love ...
with me with so many years ...
with no give up ...
with no bore ...
do you know why ...
because you always with me ...
live with me with every second ...
with every breathe i breathe ...
until you became a part of me ...
the main part of me ...
that makes me alive ...
and gave a happiness to my souls ...
it's the main part ...
which we call it heart...
yes my sweetheart ...
you are the the heart to my body ...
as you are the soul to my life all ...

sweet mainly part of me ...
do you know now ...
how much i adore you ...
and how much you mean ...
for me and for the body of me ...
for my heart ...
which it's you ...

so please sweetheart ...
please feel me more ...
and never kill me again ...
just keep feeling me ...
and take care of my heart ...

hazem al ...

We are born in times of Herod, but never flee,
From Holy to sin mutation erupted in our mist,
Consumed by porn screen to scream in addiction cage,
We set our bodies free, let them hunt hormones.

We created a Universe in our nakedness,
Exposed twinkling stars,
Empty Souls.

A relationship with darkness
Lights off,
Incubus and succubus collided.

And He said, "Who told you that you were naked?
Genesis 3:11

Things we learn when our parents close Eyes praying for us are poisonous,
We kissed dead bodies sacking their venoms
Slowly we carry souls in our backs.

We are lost.

Letter start with A,B,C,
Numbers count 1,2,3,
Our friendship knocks on our way,
As I know your name,"annamarie",
It makes me feel hurray!
A part of me,
Saying were destined to be.
Why? Let us see.

Elementary life you were in Section C,
There I was on Section A,
Highschool life I belong to SSC,
Yet you were in ARBEC,
But still our friendship has no boundary,
As we walk to the mile,
We are the teachers of the 21st century.

I thank God for your existence,
You are my brilliant gems,
Finding you makes my life worthwhile,
My smile, your smile was destined to be yours.

A friend is like a watch which beats all the time and never runs down.

after he read my poetry online
in the darkest café while drinking wild wine
he copied the full title of mine poetry
“Saddest about the poverty nowadays”
and instantly emailed me,
that I started talking about politics

I thought he could read poetry
but….I was mistaken

my loved one never knew
the alienating appearance of this blind male

I wrote about true poetry and its poverty
he associated with politics
once again here I repeat my last poem’s title
“Saddest about the poverty nowadays”

his unwanted eyes are peeping constantly
copying my poem, the constant liar

he read mine poetry
I wrote about the poverty
instantly he started shouting about politics
just like this male person

he has that poverty I have in mind
about vocabulary, grammar, and all that kind
I thought he could read poetry
I was mistaken

he was peeping constantly
at mine poetry
I wrote about words, nouns
the present and the past
and all the tenses
it pained all my senses

when he accused me of politics
of yelling at innocent persons
shouting at innocent poets

not mine strife in this forsaken life
I am suffering from pain
restrained

I thought he was clever
I am now mistaken forever

do you wish to know who is he?
a constant stalker, an insane talker
alienate appearance


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