"hight" poems
The wild duck startles like a sudden thought,
And heron slow as if it might be caught.
The flopping crows on weary wings go by
And grey beard jackdaws noising as they fly.
The crowds of starnels whizz and hurry by,
And darken like a clod the evening sky.
The larks like thunder rise and suthy round,
Then drop and nestle in the stubble ground.
The wild swan hurries hight and noises loud
With white neck peering to the evening clowd.
The weary rooks to distant woods are gone.
With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on
To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow
While small birds nestle in the edge below.
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Starfish are versatile
Humans are weak
Starfish have such a placid lifestyle
One of which we never speak
They are free to do as they please
Without rhyme or reason
Drifting through the seven seas
Never suffering such ****** treason
What kills us so violently
They survive
Our minds, traitors, stalking silently
They have none; so they thrive
What leaves us so broken
To the starfish is a game
But they don’t end up unbroken
For this they gain their fame
Like a little modern hydra
Of a less vicious sort
Loosing just a little paraphernalia
It’s arms the starfish must abort
A part of it that it that it looses
So that it could be free
All we humans are left with at bruises
Left by insecurity
Every day the starfish stars anew
Free from worry, free from woe
To such luxuries we bid adieu
And so we lead ourselves to the gallows
Yet not for one moment can we regret
Our greatest curse; our most beautiful blessing
We pay to this world a hight debt
A price we pay for all of our guessing
We claim to be free
But it's almost lie
In the harsh reality
We are free to live or die
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
The firmest handshake
I've ever felt
Was that of a woman with
Only three fingers left
On her
Hand.
The biggest person I know
Is about the same hight as
His wheelchair.
His life is a richer one
Than mine will ever be.
Because he makes it so.
What worries do I have?
Yet some days are heavy.
I suppose being born
Unimpaired and staying so
Is an impairment at times
In itself.
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 6:15 AM UTC
Redeem My Soul, And Write It On Walls
Happy Birthday To You My Sweet Princess
Strong And Determined With All Our Flaws
My Love For You, Shall Never Pause
Please Accept These Birthday Flowers
Filled With Love, From The Highs Towers
Graceful, Like A Rose In Full Bloom
Known As The Most, Natural Perfume
Beauty Surpassed Oceans And Sky
One Is Special, Never Going To Be Dry
Let Me Fill Your Day With Joy
Like A Child, With A Brand New Toy
Happy Birthday To You On The Top Of The Moon
Happy Birthday From The Morning To Afternoon
Happy Birthday In The Whole Night
Happy Birthday To You, So Shine Very Bright
My Angel Descended On A Day Like This
Heavens Cried For What They Would Miss
I Love To Feel Your Chill Upon My Skin
I Love To Seel Your Breath Upon My Chin
I Love To Make Your Head To My Chest Too
And Make You Feel My Heart, Beat So True
Two Angels Meeting In The Perfect Sky
Two Lovers Cuddle, Staring Eye To Eye
Two Parts Of A Loving Whole
Two Hearts And One Single Soul
Does Not Matter If You Are Tiny Or I'm Tall
Cause I Will Hold You To The Sky Like A Fool
Happy Birthday To You On The Top Of The Moon
Happy Birthday From The Morning To Afternoon
Happy Birthday In The Whole Night
Happy Birthday To You, So Shine Very Bright
I Will Write It So Clear On The Biggest Stone
Draw It On The Sky With Clouds, Or Perfect Moon
Shouting It From Earth To The Whole Univers
Singing And Dancing Even If I Get The Buzzs
Show Me The Whole World From Your Face
To Fall In Love So Tight, Don't Blame Me In Such Case
I Love You Whatever You Looks Like
I Love You For What You Do And What You Make
Allow Me To Show My Love In Your Day
And Don't You dare To Be The Kind of Shy
I Will Seal The Oceans, To See Your Light
Or Even Fly In The Sky Very Hight
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
Author/ Aladdin Aures HAMDI
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 7:05 AM UTC
Deep Drops Falling From The Sky
Such Amazing Diamonds Shining Bright
From A Dark Cloud Writs Goodbye
Opens A Crack In The Dark To See Light
Goes Far Beyond Life And Thousand Of Lies
The Light Collids With Darkness In Such A Fight
The Battle Begins, Then The Battle Cries
There Is No Line Between The Wrong And Right
It's A Promise I Gave You Till I Die
I'll Keep It Till My Heart Sees The Darkest Night
Till I Stop Asking The Same Question -Why?-
Till The Last Breath To Lose My Might
To Meet Your Face With My Closed Eyes
When My Spirit Holds My Body Tight
But He Hears The Words He Should Fly
Losing Weight, To Look Around From Hight
Babe The Whole Life With You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost It For Another One To See Your Eyes
Babe The Whole Life Before You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost My Soul When You Killed Me With Your Knife
The First Part Of The Picture From Your Humour
Babe, I'm Bleeding So Hard, And I Will Be Gone Sooner
Acting Out Fights Every Second With Your Lover
The Second Part Of The Picture, Is A Mockery
A Pause For The Relation To Cheat With An Uber
Sorry Words Won't Heal, And This Situation Is Over
But Make Sure After Death Everything Will Be Smoother
Your Angel Face Was The Best Cover For A ******
But I Will Always Love You On This World Or Another
Even If I Was Still In The Womb Of My Mother
No Choice For Me If The Heart Choosed His Slaughter
You Are Just Like A Drug, And I'm The Consumer
Babe The Whole Life With You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost It For Another One To See Your Eyes
Babe The Whole Life Before You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost My Soul When You Killed Me With Your Knife
Such A Dark Sky Covers The World Hard To Hit
The Storm Blows The Air For The 1st Time To Speak
While The Thunder Is Just Another Element To Fit
Falling In Hell, On My Eyes All Gone Bleak
Stone Cold Heart As Harsh Ice While Fire Lit
To Dissolve In Seven Days To Make The Week
There Is No Chance To Fight Or Try To Resist
It's Just A Poison, Was Made Well To Be My Drink
Babe The Whole Life With You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost It For Another One To See Your Eyes
Babe The Whole Life Before You Was Just One Sight
Then I Lost My Soul When You Killed Me With Your Knife
Author/ Aladdin Aures HAMDI
Oct 1, 2018
Oct 1, 2018 at 10:55 AM UTC
*the ones warring on the flag of defeat can't be called either troll or parasite... too noble such entitlements, they are the **** genus worthy of ignorance, that they are found roaring on the flag of defeat, when such publicity is allowed of public musing deeper than soft-spoken in one's own room, as transcript of thought made public, ironically without one's geographic coordinates... and what lack of honour to be warring with such circumstances being allowed.*
i shouldn't have written my words among poets,
too many simplicities surrounded them,
with the poets came made surrogates,
a stillbirth, if nothing more
9 months of **** as the new economics
that gave us appreciative homosexuality,
a curbing of the expeditions of population
we didn't blame on Chinese or Blue Indians
due to having inherited masochistic Christianity,
the last greek mythology, THE, LAST!
and no more from the greek tongue! no more!
then the second feat of the suffragettes
that became the surrogates...
and yet, i stilled braved to sing
for the escapist tongue of
brotherhood that the misty mountain's cold
encapsulated... in which i braved
the brotherhood, every, second, counter,
to marriage to a woman...
domestication is no adventure! it's no adventure!
there is no fear and sudden death in
domestication... it breeds cattle! readied for
death not ready! *two dungeons deep and caverns old...
the pines were roaring on the hight!
the winds were mourning in the night...
the fire was red it flamed and spread,
the trees like torches, blazed with light.*
this... this is my ideal afterlife! take your Koran
and terrorism and take a **** in the desert with
the cats for worth of knowing such "exquisiteness"
as it might be worth mining in the dunes of sand!
while the thirst of metalloid and abstract horse-tow
gives your false timing...
and when you take this anger written on the flag
of defeat, and turn to warring with it on your own
flag of defeat... you will be conquered,
slain and tortured, as is my promise, always
honourable.
May 12, 2016
May 12, 2016 at 7:36 PM UTC
Please forgive the lies.
Those lies you realized were real lies in your eyes, that look at my eyes that cries.
Please forgive my tick, my tick that flicks when you click my impatience.
Please try to forgive the tears I cried, my hands tied down to the chair of my stupidness.
Forgive me for the different masks I've worn because I was born with a face torn..
Please, forgive me for looking at that mirror
Glaring
Staring
Preparing, to attack and smack
Break this make-up of me and off my face.
Forgive those scars across my heart that left marks on my inner wrists, forgive my fists that ball,
hit walls and doors to settle the score between love and hate.
Please forgive me for wasting your time, I'm fine. That line, like the line you wait behind dozens of people who I've said that to.. please forgive me when you tell me "I'm beautiful" because the thought of me possibly, being pretty, is new to me.
Forgive me when I say I'm lonely or feeling alone because I only have myself in my mind
and behind the door of thoughts are secrets kept, sept underneath the rug if uncertainty.
Insecurities, get the best of me,
Forgive my darkness
Forgive my awkwardness
Forgive my serial killer mentality, hunting down, killing off my confidence and any compliments I receive.
I enjoy bringing myself to low points
And at this point, I need a new point. A hight point. And the distance between my low point and my high point is a long line of self awareness and weakness.
I digress, my progress is better, my confidence is higher, I guess..
You'll be impressed with what you don't know,
What you should know,
But what I don't show.
My confusing image of myself
"Love thy self"
Lord please forgive me for I have sinned.
Trying to die earlier than intended is a sin.
Trying to force pain amongst my body is a sin.
Please forgive my dark thoughts, my depressed ways.
Forgive those who attempt the same attempts i attempt.
Forgive those who drag themselves to the ground, buried underground with tomb stones above their heads.
Forgive the knives they used to bleed out their tears and sadness.
Forgive the pills that sit in the stomach of the people lying on the bathroom floor unaware of their scared mothers faces.
Forgive the flowers you place in front of their grave of hopefulness buried with terrible self consciousness.
Please forgive me when I say, please don't delay, but I really can't stay..
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 11:48 PM UTC
On the day you were born,
Two Candles were it.
They were two very different towers:
One just a lump of discolored, black, wax,
The other a solid Construction of white.
Now it's your first day of school,
Two Candles burn.
They are still very different towers:
One a hill of black wax,
The other a Mountain of white.
High school rolls along,
Two Candles blaze on.
They are shifting, changing shapes:
One is a small house of blacks and brown,
The other is a Mansion of white wax.
Your wedding day has arrived,
Two Candles shine.
They are nearly the same hight:
One is a dandelion of black,
The other is a Sunflower of white.
The day has come to light new candles:
Two Candles for a new life.
They are with no similarity:
A puddle of black,
A Waterfall of white.
You watch their candles change:
Two Candles for your child.
They alter:
Growing black
Shrinking white.
And as you watch theirs, you loose track of your own.
Two Candles dying.
A Tower of black,
A mound of white.
You're on your death bed.
Two Candles flicker
Black grows strong with a red flame,
white shrinks with a small blue fire.
They lower you into Earth.
One Candle rages on.
Black - strong and tall as ever.
white is no longer.
They place your Candle
With the billions of others.
You name engraved in silver.
That's what you will be known for: a tower of black wax.
Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 9:06 PM UTC
I'm happy
I'm strong
I'm not faithless
I often believe I am weightless
But today I have seen
Some cracks in between
the boards of the box where my name is
I confess it wouldn't surprise me
that you think it's highly unlikely
that a girl of my sage
should be in a cage
of faulty romantics unsightly
Not sure how I got in this mess
If you're the one, even less
Unstriking hight
Handsome and light
In the air are my hopes like a kite
This isn't the worst I have been
Wes was a fire times ten
I do think you're cute
With weirdness to boot
Do I have to endure this again?
Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 10:06 PM UTC
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Feb 4, 2011
Feb 4, 2011 at 4:46 PM UTC
Recognizing that lovely dress
At the Chancellor's Ball
Perceiving her on the palace floor
Chancing to dance with Tacita
Too many suitors
Crowding the scene
Imagine us
Holding each other
Following the engagement
To the promenade
Gazing for an opportunity
for morning tea
At my cottage
Over looking the glossy pond
Our yearning can ment
A hight of lost hope
Sep 9, 2009
Sep 9, 2009 at 1:22 AM UTC
{expanded version}
If life was a day...
What would a day in the life look like?
Would you dream with no time to bring said dream to light?
With no time to heal would you put up a fight?
With little time to work on yourself would you even listen to another's plight?
It would eliminate the full spectrum of pain and hate
But the cycle of love and that connection would be on the same connecting flight
Couldn't enjoy the finer things, no more designer things
No time to trend, no time to reach that hight
Would there be time to worry about right and wrong, would you learn wrong from right?
I don't know...I might
©2024
Feb 14, 2024
Feb 14, 2024 at 10:29 PM UTC
His eyes blue green
His body Roddy
His hands distinctive
Arms strongest than pillars of marble
His hair reddish blonde
His manners unforgettable
His smile stunning
His private vessel redish too
His feet huge
His Adam leaf just right
His ancestry Irish
His heart pure gold
His soul my own
His twin soul twin flame
my very own
His voice strong masculine deep.
Soprano.
His passion wet a stallion perfectly shaped all rapture is
My voice his soprano pride
My thighs his madness
His anger his silence I fall in love.
His true loving heart my own.
His physic athletic muscular HE- MAN type body
His hight 5'8
His wealth my own
His jewels my children
His diamonds my tears my tears his diamonds his Rubies his poems.
His sonnet 75 his treasures buried for me to know his love is true
His heartbreak my own
His goals my own
His first love is me
His love making supernovae
My smile his 20 million hurried loot worth fame and great fortune.
My Knight my all
My sheikh my king of hearts
My body his pleasure his desire
My hair dark ashy moon glow over cedar- brown
My eyes vitreous reflecting colors of nature, starry looking eyes
My voice his soprano pride
My thighs his madness
My DNA his own
My height 5'4
My feet 8-1/2-9
My heart of gold his own.
My talent his own
My joy and happiness
my own
My song his delight his lyric rights
My first love him patpat
My love.
Our marriage license sleeps.
Our book; We are the authors
of our own lives and destiny..
What Dreams may come
Gone with the wind
Message in a bottle.
E. T. Phone home.
Scarlett letter A
Countless written memories.
.
Favorite places stargazing under the stars.
Boat rides waves rocking our love away.
Lover is PatRk imaginary ancient
True love.My E T.
Knight yes one King of hearts RD-present here soon.
~~~
By: Karijinbba, all rights.
Dec 25, 2023
Dec 25, 2023 at 7:09 AM UTC
Moon that rests in a sky so dim,
Take my soul and wipe my teary rim.
Pull me up, to a hight so far.
That when I reach, I can touch a star,
Keep me safe, when I fear abyss;
All it takes is a loving kiss.
Let me stay, till the world is lost.
I'll leave my heart, if its the only cost.
Then when I may stand on my own two feet,
Send me off, so the next world I can meet.
May 24, 2017
May 24, 2017 at 12:40 PM UTC
Swifts, on a fine morning in May, flying this way, that way, sailing around at a great hight, perfectly happily. Then one leaps onto the back of another, grasps tightly and forgetting to fly they both sink down and down, in a great dying fall, fathom after fathom, until the female utters a loud, piercing cry.....
of ecstasy.
Mar 16, 2013
Mar 16, 2013 at 2:26 PM UTC
Looking In The Twilight
The Beauty In Light
In The Sky Very High
A Falling Day To The Fight
Heavy Life To Rise It Weight
Feelings Got Me Very Tight
Lost My Own And My Might
Tears Falls To Feel The Death
The Silent Comes On The Earth
What Does It Means?, Is It Worth
I Saw An Angel, Came And Say "Hey"
I Saw An Angel, Came To Say "Goodbye"
Between The River And The Mountain
Something Came To **** My Brain
My Heart Stopped For A while
To Feel The Pain And **** The Smile
That Griefs Covered By Blood
The Color Of Love Was Red
Broken Bones To Make It Dead
To Ask You Shot Me In The Head
Make Sure To Burn Me In The Hell
Maybe That Will Makes You Feel Well
I Saw An Angel, Came And Say "Hey"
I Saw An Angel, Came To Say "Goodbye"
Bring It Down With The Mountain
Bring It Low With The Seas Wave
Or Take It Brigh, To Feel Human Being
Take It Hight In The Sky To Feel Alive
Still Asking The Only Question "Why"
Why You Want It That Way
Everything We Had Was In Pause
You Was Not Worried About What You Lose
I Ask God To End This Life
Or Should I End it Myself
This The Way How I Feel
This Is The Last Person I Should ****
With Death The Memories End
With Death You Will Not See me In Land
I Saw An Angel, Came And Say "Hey"
I Saw An Angel, Came To Say "Goodbye"
Author/ Aladdin Aures HAMDI
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 6:18 PM UTC
When the moon chooses
To take her face behind
Her silver gray garment,
And goes less bold
Before the eyes of earth,
She turns her face and hides,
And from hight to low
She shakes the tides.
There is nothing she might say
Could quell our seas
When she feels like touching,
But cannot be touched,
When she feels like looking,
But not like being watched.
For millions will feel her force,
And all must surely know,
Only one can make them ebb,
For only one can make her fade.
When he goes beyond her reach
She turns her head and sighs,
Caring less for all earth's eyes.
Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 8:45 PM UTC
R Scales--
I want to be your muse
Your inspiration
I want to stir your thoughts
Your imagination
I want to consume your mind
I want you to figure me out
I want to help you to write
And get your feelings out
I want to get you hot
I want to make you sad
I want to make you happy
I want to make you mad
I want to make you wonder
I want you to day dream about me
I want to change your life
I want to set you free
I want to be your muse
I want to help you to release
I want to help you create
I want to see your masterpiece
A Shuli--
Oh What an inspiration.
Be my muse and replace my tribulation,
Find me a new hight
And I’ll fly you free like a soaring kite.
Long-winged and split-tailed my,
Oh my muse fly on the breth of my words
have it all without a doubt
never again to pout
be my muse;
but I want you to do, to take me too, for together we’ll never lose.
R Scales--
"Let's soar through the skies
With the wind under our wings
Soar higher and higher
We are free
Let's never touch the ground
Let's fly side by side
Sing for me
Just close your eyes"
A Shuli--
Through the seven skies we’ll soar together,
Wing-and-wing we birds of a feather.
I’ll close my eyes and you’ll whisper in my ear:
Your heart’s breath stoking my song to a cry for the silent night to hear
Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 9:18 AM UTC
defective, with every ancient deceit
a terbaulant calm within me rages
and I leap from a great hight
into a shallow abyss
where lurk the stains you cannot see
that creep in this petty place
where the speech of those who speak
lays open like a drawer of stained knives
and a stone terrain of thought
recollects the gestures made
where a confrontation with
a corresponding fictionalization
places one in an unquantifiable location
May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 8:24 AM UTC
Breakdown
crash sound
roll off
hit the ground
see the light
feel the hight
your flying now
everything makes sense
and there's no pretend
the stars are your friend
So don't you break down
Moonlight that speaks
of your hope that reeks
with doubt
and the slow pace of the days
but the years pass so fast
your hands are sore
cause you've built a thousand floors
wait just thousands more
till you reach your goal
So don't you break down
your light will shine
you're so divine
forever your mine
so
Don't
you
break
down
Sep 6, 2013
Sep 6, 2013 at 7:25 PM UTC
I’ve been stuck at the cross roads of pedestrian language for 15 years
now drowning in not only my adolecense but also myself
for my lungs are filled with water, self loathing and self hate
but my heart is filled with a love for everyone
everyone which i cannot understand
understanding is something which seems to be so uncommon
because if he has a heart and she has a heart and
they have a heart are they not the same with differences of emotion
of features, of hight and pigment but are they not the same?
Are we not alike?
We are each other without the ability to see we are connected
my mind to yours
i see through not only your eyes but your soul
and if i have a heart
and you have a heart
then what exactly are these class differences
which set the two of us from them,
what are these variations
which set
the two of us, from one another?…
procrastination.
i push forth a time towards a further date
and you remain to believe that both still exist.
Mar 1, 2015
Mar 1, 2015 at 10:55 PM UTC
Sitting at my desk,
Three candles burning lighting this space,
Smells of vanilla, caramel and chocolate fill the room,
So sweet and delicious it makes me want to fall asleep.
I sit there turning a knife in my hands,
Feeling its point,
Running my fingers over its sharp edge,
Wondering if i can trust myself,
Not to do the one thing thats so tempting.
Just one cut,
Its all i want,
Too see my blood and feel the pain,
Release all the things that are driving me insane,
I could say it was a accident,
I slipped and cut my self,
I wouldn't be to blame.
I put away the knife,
My cravings for pain are becoming to unbearable,
So i get out my lighter,
And i just sit there, in the middle of the room,
Lights off,
Candles lit,
Watching the flames,
I get another idea for pain.
Mother would know it was just an accident,
Because of my phobia of burning alive,
Little dose she know that phobia died,
I sit and think about camp,
When i fell back into the foam pit from the hight bars,
It was so peaceful,
I wish i could do it again,
Just free fall into nothing.
I finally snap back to reality,
Turning on the lighter,
I just take a second to stare,
Then i move the flame to my leg,
Holding it just above my skin,
Feeling the heat,
It feels amazing,
Like that one fire is reaching into my body,
And pulling out my every emotion.
My body feels like its been lit ablaze,
But it doesn't quite satisfy me,
I long for the feeling of the point of a blade on my skin,
Trying not to surrender,
I put the lighter away and blow out the candles,
I lay on the floor,
Taking in the darkness,
Imagining being buried alive,
Trying to feel that moment when you take your last breath,
Trying to let go and leave peacefully,
Trying not to fight for air,
Just letting go.
I finally fell asleep,
Having finally defeat,
My craving to cut,
My longing to bleed,
My thirst for something to **** the pain.
Darkness is now my secret elixir,
Smothering me alive.
Feb 27, 2012
Feb 27, 2012 at 5:29 AM UTC
Beauty was bestowed upon me / A golden
Crown of self loathing / Replaced
By a thorny wraith / Unforgiving
Self worth / Slipping
Cutting clean / Through my ears
The ruby / Sensitive
Gum / The welling of red
On cracked lips / The raw
Pink inside of my cheek / The slight
Glisten of fever / Eyes / Forehead
The nape of my neck / Swirls
Of sheets / Alternating / Crisp and damp
Sunsets and shadows / Cast
Ant parades / Majestic
In their toil / Finding myself
Beauty in the very hight / Of senses
The senseless sun / Mine
For the taking / To use
For my own needs / Of the
Contrasting and blending/ Of
The human consciousness / Of
Beauty and pain.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 3:09 PM UTC
I had a dream last night
About suddenly waking up
But the dark had engulfed the light
Gone was the fight
Both sides giving up
On simple wrong and right
I'm awaken to a primitive plight
Ageing but not growing up
Somewhere out in the multiverse I might
Forget reaching the highest hight
It's not looking up
Not a single goal in sight
The futures not too bright
It's burning up
While we argue who hit ignite
It's too much to take onsite
No throwing up
Only ingest a small bite
Maybe it will be alright
©2025
Jan 18, 2025
Jan 18, 2025 at 6:50 PM UTC
There was an oasis,
With a yawning void.
There was a somber forest
I attempted to avoid.
There was a time
I did not know,
If the fault was mine
Or what should I sow.
Every so often I felt a hight tide
That seemingly tried to stifle me,
I was dazed and torpid, thus not able to decide
On which path I was ought to be.
I awaited the eventide,
To be in quiescence,
And to be noticed by a superior force,
From who I could receive an awakening message.
The stars above me did not glimmer,
My vision was vague,
Suddenly something inside me started to simmer,
And I was about to be amazed.
The inanition verged into energy,
Vivid colors surrounded me on my way.
My path was finally assured
And paved with bright solar rays.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC