#marraige
Oh, be that it may
Just a thought or two
That I may have a moment
Of weakness with you
When I'm angry
You are sad
When life is good
We are bad
So take a second
Take a seat
Take a breath
Rest your feet
If you talk
I wont speak
And if I cry
Dont critique
I am yours
You are mine
We have forever
Let's take our time
Sep 13, 2020
Sep 13, 2020 at 11:24 PM UTC
He loves me
I think our definitions of love keep changing
And that's my favorite part
I love him more now than I did 6 years ago
I love him more now than I did 3 months ago
Maybe even a few days ago
Our knowledge of love grows as we do
And we never stop growing
I paid for our relationship with a part of me that didn't work in it
I don't feel a sense of loss anymore
I love myself as I am now more than I did before I was his
I love who he is with me now more than I loved him 6 years ago, before he had fully become mine
I guess that's the point
We sacrificed the incompatible parts of ourselves because we loved eachother more than ourselves
I love him more than myself
He loves me more than himself
So we changed for eachother
We trimmed off the dead parts
We died and were born new
Sometimes it even feels like we became eachother
Our love feels ancient, safe, and warm
I am happy
My soul feels complete
I married you
I will love you forever
Feb 22, 2019
Feb 22, 2019 at 4:15 AM UTC
under one roof
were the dreams,
was the beginning
when love was in bloom
under one roof
we loved and lived,
we touched and kissed,
we laughed with kids
under one roof
but then we strayed
from the dreams we saw
the boundaries we laid
under one roof
but we try to compromise
even when love dies
and the worse times arrive
under one roof
and I may have wronged
but I still long
to have a strong bond
under one roof
so please for our family's sake
the future of kids is at skate
let us happily stay
under one roof
© Ali Ashraf
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 7:52 AM UTC
*Dance me through love warm and tender
With glitter ball lights in your eyes
Dance me through all I’ll remember
in the glow of a million soft sighs
Dance me through children and laughter
in a place where true love never dies.
Dance me before and then after
as I drown in the pools of your eyes.
Dance with me every day of our lifetime.
Dance away all heartaches and pain.
When I am old and my eyes lose their bright shine.
Dance me until they glow once again.*
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 5:00 PM UTC
Promise
when you lay me down
all of me
fills your thoughts
for your mind
is what
I need
in me first . . .
deev Dec.13.2014
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 8:56 AM UTC
*It was so long ago
so many passing years.
I did not know If
I was happy back then.
Always working
never enough money.
children coming each year.
It was Springtime
I remember the lilacs were abundant.
We sat together on our old porch
a rare moment of us time.
our children were asleep
the youngest new as the spring.
seemingly ours forever.
hiding from us thier shallow roots.
that would be so easily transplanted.
This spring morning early and quiet
I had no idea
I was happy then.
we drank hot coffee on the porch.
the newspaper folded untouched
full of war and drama of the day.
I remember looking at you intently.
Not as a wife or mother of our children.
But as that beautiful woman
I could never get enough of
when we first met.
The flowing golden hair of your head
tousled sofly in the morning breeze.
I was thinking only how soft it would feel
flowing onto my bare chest in our bed.
For a minute I was full to the brim
of you.
only you.
If only I could have
captured that moment.
put in a jar
like a child collects insects.
to open again and again
through the passing years.
to breathe its sweet fragrance.
If you asked me now.
were you happy back then my love?
In that long ago glowing morning full
of the promise of springtime
and its flowering carpets
drowning in the fragrance of lilacs.
that proliferated the lattice
I would have whispered to you
Yes, my love,
very happy
so very happy.*
Jan 23, 2016
Jan 23, 2016 at 4:27 AM UTC
*When we kids I remember her.
She tripped me up in the
playground grazing both my knees.
She broke into my locker at school
and stole all my Candy stash.
She copied my math homework
getting me an F.
Then she told my first girlfriend
I was secretly Gay.
I married her last year
If that’s all she wanted
Why didn’t she
Just say so.*
Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC
UNANSWERED
How strange it was to see her there
After so much suffering. Her dying marriage
A bleeding and untreated smear,
Disguising a love neither would salvage.
The music played, the guests danced
With savage partners whose love retreated and advanced.
His awkward lover lingers quietly in the room
By turn shade, shadow, and silhouette,
She sways slowly to each repeated tune
Too triumphantly passionate to experience regret.
Mistress and wife exchange no glance, assuming ignorance
Of each other’s uncomfortable presence.
The loss of another’s love can wound
More brutally than the lover’s death
The secession of an intimate bond
Becomes a winding, coagulating mess.
When lovers connect they forget
What broke when they met.
A slow guitar riff makes her weep.
She takes my hand. She calls me friend.
I smile, with thoughts of my own to keep,
My own unanswered love to tend.
I kindly wipe away her tears,
But not my own. Those I’ve kept for years.
Beautiful songs, erratically played,
He glances towards her, smiles and leaves,
She turns away, both destroyed and dismayed,
Stands silently in the septic light and grieves.
I take her hand, but she pulls quickly away
I offer her a drink. She declines and will not stay.
I buy another whisky at the bar, tossing it down.
In a cruelly dissipating cloud, her fresh perfume lingers
Mimicking her constant image. My phone rings and I frown.
My forgiving wife is calling. With guilt and regret, my fingers
Tighten around the glass. I say: “Honey, I’ll be home soon.”
And, like others, leave the signifying gloom.
Touched by the sharp morning light
Half-empty glasses, abandoned halls,
Breaking out from the hasty coition of the night
Love radiates, caresses, falls.
When ubiquitous lovers combine it highlights briefly
How lonely it leaves those who grasp at love weakly.
Nov 12, 2015
Nov 12, 2015 at 3:42 PM UTC
Welcome to my testimony.
Silently allow my words to infiltrate your mind and create this imagery of a matrimony.
Allow these words to cluster your mind,fill your heart as your veins pop with excitement as I take you through the ceremony.
I was battered,
Emotionally tattered.
I saw my soul walk away from me.
I watched my demons come at me in forms of alcohol, pills, depression and anxiety.
I ran to the corners and they whispered for me to confide in them.
I choked on my words as these monsters were inside my ear, inside my head, I covered my eyes as they were lurking in. Smirking to me and telling me it was over.
I tried to run to you but I couldn't, tried to express myself but I felt like a broken statue.
I forced myself but still nothing.
I was worried, terrified, petrified, all the words in the dictionary.
I tried to say something but my vocabulary left me,
My pronunciation betrayed me.
I felt myself slip from your grasp.
I shouted and screamed as I watched your eyes fill up with black ink.
You closed your eyes as you let go of me.
As I was falling off,
The wind tried to push me up,
Tried to save me but the demons fell heavy on them that they let go.
I fell back first on the pointy rocks,
Vertebrae cracking as it made contact with the rocks,
Ribs cracking while stabbing deep into my broken heart.
I laid there for months.
Wallowing in the heat while embracing the heat.
Thinking about you
It took me a while to realise you're worth the fight.
That you're the reason for my blissful nights.
You were my teddy when I was scared, I always held on to you tight.
But I let you go that day
I never fought for you with all my might.
And I apologise.
You're my freedom,
My emotions, my thoughts
My only hope in this world.
Poetry you're the one.
And I'm back for you.
Watch as I please you with my lyrical words.
As I go bases higher than third.
As my words hit you to home run.
As my words become the golden goal.
Poetry I'm back for you.
Oct 19, 2015
Oct 19, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
This girl that i'll mention,
Love her beyond expression;
They said it's a mixed reaction,
I say it's their misconception.
She came during my worst depression,
Showed me true love and affection;
saw life in a whole new dimension,
No doubt i have chosen a true direction.
We've disagreed in certain situations,
But had sweet reconcilation,
Even in sour emotion,
We maintained undeterred attraction.
Never considered seperation,
Repulsing intermittent distraction,
No rules, no regulations,
But respect and honest devotion.
A product of supreme creation,
No doubt we're a perfect combination,
May the almighty strengthen our union,
And increase us beyond measurable proportion.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 8:08 AM UTC
The morning came
But I knew not
For still I laid
Smiling in your arms.
Hours trailed by
But we knew not
For time was just
A thing we spoke not of.
Soon midnight came
But I knew not
For still you cradled me
As we danced nakedly in love.
-ARI
Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 6:17 AM UTC
When you get married there is no clause
That says much about Sister in Laws
It is a game of Russian Roulette
You just never know what you might get!
Thankfully I have been truly blessed
My Sisters in Law are just the best!
I wed the love of my life who happily
Had sisters whose friend I could gladly be.
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 1:18 PM UTC
Is it not strange, it seems so to me
How much women change after matrimony
When we went steady for every date
She did not spend hours getting ready, was not always late
She was more than happy with the smallest present
She never once nagged me, was always so pleasant.
She always looked great, stood out in the crowd
Always telling her mates how I made her so proud.
A love life so fantastic, every single night
Though marriage seemed drastic it all seemed so right
Yes I was her king and could totally understand
Her constantly hinting I would make a great husband.
I eventually said Yes and we strode down the aisle
All was joy and happiness, for a short while
But then it all went wrong, very unhappily
The honeymoon did not last that long, regrettably
Her nagging was incessant, she was always in a strop
I welcomed the silent treatment; it made the nagging stop
She spent more time out shopping than she did with me
Never stopped ‘til she was dropping, I was facing bankruptcy
Yet when we were going anywhere, (which became a rare thing)
she never had a thing to wear, which meant even more shopping.
Our love life was non existent; she never cut me a break
She seemed to have an almost persistent, night time headache
She let herself go, some days not even getting dressed
She put on a pound or so which had her constantly stressed
She started comfort eating and took to the wine of a night
There was no point in my speaking, it always ended in a fight.
Try as I might, she never seemed to be satisfied
It seems I could do no right, though God knows I tried.
There was nothing I could say, even less that I could do
I thought fondly of our wedding day when our love was true
She never seemed to think of me like she did before
though hand on heart honestly, I could do no more
I tried absolutely everything but it was all in vain
Told her I would do anything to have her love me again
But everything she loved about me, she now seemed to hate
She treated me like I was the enemy, it was all too late
So I walked out the door thinking what an awful shame
vowing never to get married anymore, thanks all the same.
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 3:57 AM UTC
Is it not strange, it seems so to me
How much men change after matrimony
When we went steady for every date
He spent hours getting ready, always looked great
There were always flowers, cards or a present
He listened to me for hours, was never unpleasant.
Always so cavalier, caring and kind
Calming my every fear, easing my mind
A love life so fantastic, every other night
Though marriage seemed drastic it all seemed so right
Yes I was his queen, the love of his life
Which made him so keen to make me his wife.
I eventually said Yes and we were wed
I could not have guessed how he would wreck my head
Where did it all go wrong, it’s a mystery
We were not married that long, perhaps you could tell me.
When did the Boys appear, I would love to know
When they went out for a beer did he always have to go?
He turned into a slob, an awful sight to see
He spent more time in his job than he did with me.
He always seemed so grumpy, I never heard him laugh
When I talked to him I was jumpy, he often cut me in half
Our love life got so boring, I thought it might improve
It was only farting and snoring that made the earth move
The weekends were a nightmare, he was stuck in to the telly
It sickened me to see him there, all dishevelled and smelly
Watching football and racing, though he could never pick a winner
Leaving me to do the shopping, then serve him up his dinner
Around the house he was useless, he never did a tap
He always made his excuses, he talked some amount of crap
He treated me like a maid, he had no respect for me
And all the promises he made I remembered bitterly.
He never seemed to think of me like he did before
When he forgot our anniversary I could stay silent no more
When the mood was right I tried my best to explain
But all we did was fight, it was all in vain
All the things he loved about me, he seemed now to detest
I could not make him love me though I tried my level best
So I walked out the door wondering if I was to blame
But then I married twice more and each one was just the same.
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 3:13 AM UTC
Unke, nigahon, se nikali, jo teer
Dil se, ** gaye, bas hum, fakir
Aasman mein, saje, kahkashan
Nek, iradon se, hua, phir nikaah
Khwab aur haqueekat, ki hui, takkar
Bechara, dil ka mausam, hua patjhar
Unke, zubaan se, ab, nikalte, hai teer
Aur, ab, ho gaye hai, hum, jeb se fakir
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 9:29 AM UTC
Kiss me like the world depends on it.
Kiss me like your heart might break.
Kiss me like it'll start a riot.
Kiss me like the ground might shake.
Kiss me while the sky is falling.
Kiss me while the world is ending.
Kiss me while my heart starts stalling.
Kiss me while our minds are blending.
Kiss me at the peak of a mountain.
Kiss me at the ocean shore.
Kiss me at the drinking fountain.
Kiss me at the prison door.
Kiss me everywhere,
In any place,
Kiss me anywhere,
Not just my face.
Kiss me now,
Or kiss me tomorrow,
I don't care how,
It removes all sorrow.
Just kiss me here,
And kiss me forever.
I need you dear,
To kiss me however.
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
I wish I was in Connecticut
I want to hold something close
and feel
unstable
for once i feel stable in my life
but these bricks shoes are entirely too heavy
I don't mind the feeling
of floating
the breeze may batter and abuse me
but someday my seed will root
maybe Connecticut
is fertile
We laugh and sleep and zone into our screens
someday we will do this again
my perspective can change
I'll look over your shoulder
you can kiss mine
I'll stop reading you memes you can't see
Your height is a number
I want you to surpass my idea of you
Can we get married yet?
I want to show you all the things I create
Let's create something small and full of
life
our eyes
our hearts
our bodies
we can blend
Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC