I don't really like the way he found you.
No.
I can no longer pretend.
Its more nauseous to think about as
you were drowning in river of Nile,
even sinking in sand for a while,
deep and deep you were crawling
yet he found you,
his gentle caresses,
his soft tone enveloping cherry blossom and
those eyes which race to capture your beauty,
those lips had prayed for you,
along with sugar talking they had prayed for you
his desperation sickened me to core,
saying how meant to be and how you are so much more,
when your struggles encore,
yet who i am to judge or tell you how love should be
love finds in times one is suffocated to be in,
so,
alas i go listening to your stories

This poem casts a line from insomnia to morning
On the wind of a prayer that whatever bites, holds on.

See I have counted eleven score and ten,
with rainbow like curves of my neck -
contemptuous beasts leaping in formation
each bleating out a preach of vague platitudes;
A narrative for the night sky.

My hands clamour at keys for escape
until I tumble headfirst into a web so vast
it has ensnared the whole world wide -
millennials are living in-ter-net over in-the-world;
a new ultraviolence against humanity.

I beat my words into the screen until it breaks;
shattering scarlet emoticons like confetti
pouring over language as if it were a compliment.
My mind massages shapeless polypous thoughts
like tight constricted muscles aching for release.

3am casts these philosophies into horses,
whipping them into shape and speed
before the eyes of this statuesque ******.
This anxious wakefulness begs my manic self to dance;
suggestively ******* tickets to ride like cleavage.

Sleep is fast becoming a neglected former engagement;
as my mind trips over fallen heroes
wades through my favourite mistakes
in a wonderland unfolding faster than I can fall
while the world beyond my window remains dark.

Ten heartbeats
That's all that I can take
So I tell myself "Ten more"
And when those are done, "Ten more",
And I pray that someday
I won't need to say it anymore.

Two words—clean cut,
Sharp like truth,
Simple as spit,
Understood in every pit
And palace.
Money talks.

******* hell
So do my prayers.
Two words,
No frills,
Just fire and air,
Shot through ceilings,
Blown through cracks,
No echo back.

Money talks,
But prayers?
They whisper to walls.
They dance in smoke.
They choke.

Yahoo to my prayers
Sent to the stars,
To the sky that shrugs,
To heaven
Where silence
Claps in all languages.

(H).ealing involves Loving, and encouraging one
(A).nother, having a mind that's
(P).ositive and not Negative,
(P).raying for one another,
(I).nspiring, and also Motivating each other,
(N).ourishing each other with kind words,
(E).mpowered to take control of your Life, through the Grace of God,
(S).uccess is on your side, and hopefully with hard work,
(S).atisfaction is Guaranteed


B.R.
Date: 4/30/2025

I pray for her safety,
The world is scary.
I pray for her happiness,
She deserves joy.
I pray for her,
That not even a hair will bother her.

Praying is feeding

yourself with the energy --


that is everywhere.

Before dawn,
in the arms of venerable silence
I whisper the verses of the Koran
and I find myself in awe of Allah,
your memories emerge in front of my eyes,
I get stretched out within tides...

A new obsession
a tiny light dot,
a sudden strange blink;
Are you a shirk?!
No... Never!
Only pure love could last forever...
You are something sacred with mundane reflections:
like expurgatory light from the heavens,
like my spiritual pain of existence
or the insanity of my inspiration...

If you ever did feel what I am getting through...
In my dream, you are near
and reading to me softly the surah Ad-Duha...
Ah, this maniacal power I get from your voice...
Ah, this sweet and indispensable rejoice...
And the magnificence of this complete unification!
The one I felt before:
on the elevator
which was taking me to you!

The prayer is going on,
now with its all perfection:
Allah I obey,
For you, I pray...
Till the Sun rises,
I shall be blessed...

(Arabic): in Islam, idolatry, polytheism, and the association of God with other deities.