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Guido Orifice Dec 2016
You told me once that I am your favorite writer.

I was hesitant and unsure. Your innocence might jinx me this time. Then you laughed, as you always do, like a child giggling while waiting the rain from the summer sky. Everything becomes clear. After all, whatever comes from you is never you.

Of course, you are as always an empty being.

Your emptiness tells many stories. Your emptiness fools me. Your emptiness is the real vessel of soul. Your emptiness is a parchment for budding thoughts. Your emptiness is a magic.

No wonder, I fell in love with that emptiness. I just do not know if emptiness loves me back.

Or, was it me who stares at the abyss long enough that a centenary gone by.

1900: The Boxer rebellion begun. Freud published his Interpretation of Dreams.

1903: The Wright brothers marked their first flight. In turn, Curtiss decided to invade the sky.

1912: Titanic anchored to Atlantis, to its final resting place.

Two years after, the first World War broke out. Horses galloped to the killing fields.

1925: The first among many trials of the century began. That day, Darwin risen for the second time.

1934: ****** became Fuhrer. The world becomes a theater. “Absurd,” says Beckett. “Cruelty” for Artaud.

1939; 1941: Second World War broke out; Pear Harbor bombed. Asia Pacific meets its infernal fate.

1945: Three mushroom clouds seen: New Mexico, Hiroshima, and Nagazaki.

1960’s: Humanity becomes obsessed with multiple wars: cold, space, nuclear, music, universities; not counting the mutants who played major roles in between.

1986: Itay wrote a letter to Inay. The letter reached Manila after a few days from Jeddah.

1989: Capitalism won. Berlin wall fell like a paper plane after its victorious flight. My parents met for the first time. Months later, they decided to cut the cake and get married.

1993: The World Wide Web saw its day. I was born.

Twenty two years later, I met her. A year after, Phil Collins sang once again Separate lives.

That time, I know, I will never be your favorite writer.
Aidar Omar Apr 2022
If I was a king of Asia I would give you all the gold there is
But I'm not even prince of Persia, all I have is love and dreams
Let me show you land of legends, land of honeymoon and rising sun
I am not as rich as Ali Baba, but I promise we'll be having fun

I'll take you to Bali the gem of Java Sea
Then we'll go on to safari a little south of Abu Dhabi
I'll take you to Maldives to swim in coral reefs
We'll enjoy the sweet papaya on the islands of Pattaya

I'll show you lake Baikal, Tibet and Taj Mahal
We'll see Macao, Yokohama, Hanoi, Jeddah, Jaipur, Jakarta
I'll take you to Dubai, Dushanbe and Mumbai
We'll spend some starry nights in yurts near the city of Yakutsk

I’ll take you to Tashkent where melons got their scent
We will taste all sorts of apples in the city of Almaty
I’ll take you to Beirut we'll go nuts on dried fruits
And the coffee with vanilla we can try it in Manilla

I'll take you to Kashgar to shop at old bazaar
Then we'll fly a magic carpet to the markets of Qatar
We'll see ruins of Karakorum the old capital of Moguls
Then we'll go to Kathmandu and then Karachi and Kabul

We'll discover caves with treasures, make three wishes all at once
All at once will turn to a fairy tale, like in one and thousand nights
Let me show you feast of colors, take you cross the dunes in caravans
Even if I don't look like Alladin, I sure know a thing about romance

I'll take you to Taipei to see its lovely bay
We will sip on Coca Cola on the silky sands of Goa
I'll take you to Shanghai where towers touch the sky
And the best of architecture we will see in precious Petra

We'll go to Ashgabat, Bishkek, Busan, Baghdad
We will see Great Wall of China and Cambodian Angkor Wat
We'll see the Everest, mount Fuji, Gobi Desert
And it's certainly my pleasure to take you all around Asia!
This is lyrics to my latest single "Song of Asia" (check out on Spotify or Apple Music)
Noufita Apr 2013
They tell me,
Home:
is where my grandfather
was born, when home,
is wherever
I feel whole.


They tell me,
I live where I don’t belong.
When who I am,
is the sum
of what I've seen
and heard, and
felt and learned
from those around me,
and those
now long gone.


They tell me,
My  people will not unite,
will not grow aware,
will not make reform,
when hope,
hope for a better world,
is what I’ve been granted,
by the efforts
witnessed here.
Witnessed at home.


They tell me,
she will sink,
cease to exist.
But Jeddah,
you are everlasting,
deep within our souls.
I live in Jeddah, SA, and my family originates from Riyadh (the capital). which is also where all my relatives reside. I wrote this in 9th grade in hopes of making it clear, that to me, Jeddah (and not Riyadh) is home.
nvinn fonia Jun 2017
judas


a continuity guranteed
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forlong
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roll of dicees
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vigill,
  


in existence,
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a workk in progress


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of the reverence  
  into the very  profound  


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on the road
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just a brown tea pottt
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.... kindda winds up ,,wry

now ....
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"jeddah"
" gives wayy too ".

along the /tumultus ,dry
the same dayy
footing
it coms  2 itt noww,,a cold..trance ,, embezeled

!! forr ,regressed. ,thoseof us VISIBL- Keene

it is finally-plenteous

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  chapter 2
  
  
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         come face me.


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  my jive / rruby/mouthing
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door to door
tropic


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on my side

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our grasslands,

you know
, stilts

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in smoke

  -reels/
incapabl,,
indecicve

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and through
th moors




are off ,,,, raspberry,
discontent
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  mother  fuggazii ,,

a week goes
mayb a month a long intention
, itt- sooths./all the more



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Gerianne- ,,twitces  .
astute, many floors up,
pigging cleaning,every quarter
the clouds/massquadre ,this is cat

to,,, through ,,,,,moved

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a bloom,a ,temple

a rook a trek a stoop now
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geriane




16
,, miniature lamps,,blizzards
all that can
in a man/rigour

all that hula hoop
possibly a merry christmass,,
dayys spent ,,
,,  full

you  are all that is

sire a \
all the pleasures off a small room
full off all the kool tools
an art decoo sire by now you know it
all thecrystal fairies in blue crystall *****


pretty slick,,,runs
,piping hott ,, undone
&the;
buddha, the-rider,, the- boxes,,,layaway

the glistering

the beaming, all  the book keeping

a philistine, if i mayy

impeccable, and  free
glitters all  the hourrs,
a\ repliccaa

just a beguiling  taste ,\
,sire,,little empty purposely,, masterfully done,,,sire
beefy ,,sire
,and, plenty-full

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faires in ferries  shimmering  dearest of stories
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the-rider,, the- boxes,,

,,sire
iff only i may
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& hometown alleys too,
the innate
shufling,  neat //pique
   from,treetops,bellhops,  all  pitstops
   chit chats-flips flops flat
lemonade/the charade the bee hives all
handmade
kind of  dreams /transpicuous
**** you would knoow that
anyway
blinking/ slits . //slithers

leaping/ reaping/ leaving all

blue //eyes bulls eye


archic // mine bck off !
Alan Brown Jul 2016
The world seems apathetic to
The agonies of those who live
In remote countries; deaf to
The cries that scorch the weeping wind.

It’s time that we open our eyes
& understand that terror happens
On every corner of the map,
Not simply nations close to home.

It’s time that we open our hearts
& learn to sympathize with all
Casualties of disaster,
Regardless of their differences.

It’s time that we open our minds
& realize solutions for
The suffering are well within
Our reach, but only if we want them.

The human race can overcome anything,
But only if we stand together as one.

A prayer to Baghdad;
A prayer to Istanbul;
A prayer to Jeddah;
A prayer to Dhaka.

And anywhere I may have missed.
Though the message is a bit "cliche," it's something I think we should keep reminding ourselves of none-the-less.
rk Dec 2018
The Night We Met Pt. 1

I see him.
I admit, it makes me miss him.
I admit, it makes me miss our days.
I see him in Canada, far away. Someone I no longer know.
I see myself in Jeddah, far away. Someone I no longer know.
I feel the cold mornings, I feel the emptiness that crawls into me. I feel the strings detaching themselves from him. I feel the heartache becoming a regular feeling.
I see him.
I admit, it makes me miss him.
I admit, it makes me miss our days.
I see him in Canada, far away. Someone I am no longer in love with, someone I am no longer with. Someone I doubt I know.
I see myself in Egypt, not so far away. Someone I am learning to know, someone I am falling in love with. Someone without him.
nvinn fonia Apr 2019
our grasslands,frantic Jiving,Jiving Jiving  carries     the full moon  
things you know ,under stilts- day/&night; /\are off ,,,, raspberry,
discontent,  its in  my winter,  / in  my seasons/  mother  fuggazii a neatt blueberry /trimed, neat
  

  ,                        
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astute,!!! many many-floors up, piping- cleaning,every quarter the clouds/masquerade ,this is cat______
to,,, through ,,through,,n,moved, a-blue,, temple a bloom,a ,temple a rook a trek a stoop now
Buddha, a simpleton/buddah geriane
evn more, man , means  pristine,adhoc ,reminisce wt i was wt wht wht ever i was
end-knot, end knot yet waas itt it was probable most likely
immeasurable , -penetrable the - wild/man go take a look beckons/you hey  the  ribbons the  knots
knots  the wrought what for/wt for noww  door to door
tropic tropic endemic you hear wt you see you lurch you b you b you believe sort  off  
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and whatever moreover all oveer the leftovers rose swells . fine
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geriane droggs onegin \Gerianne- ,,twitces  .astute, many floors up,
pigging cleaning,every quarter
the clouds/massquadre ,this is cat

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Buddha, a simpleton/buddah geriane
,, miniature lamps,,blizzards all that can in a man/rigour
all that hula hoop possibly a merry christmass,,dayys spent ,,,  full you  are all that is
sire a \all the pleasures off a small room full off all the kool tools an art decoo sire by now you know it all thecrystal fairies in blue crystall *****    
,pretty slick,,,runs ,piping hott ,, undone &the; buddha, the-rider,, the- boxes,,,layaway
the glistering the beaming, all  the book keeping a philistine, if i mayy

impeccable, and  free glitters all  the hourrs,a\ repliccaa just a beguiling  taste ,\
,sire,,little empty purposely,, masterfully done,,,sire beefy ,,sire,and, plenty-full
surelyy the nectar bequeaths
( projected .mediocre , mister faires in ferries  shimmering  dearest of stories
  / wings/reminising      buddah     buddah.    
  an artt decoo sire,,,a purple tea *** in which we drink our tea,

,,mirrors,,, the very best in the pristine the mannequins,,all the more
the -buddha,the-rider,, the- boxes,,,,sire iff only i may evn more
from wt i was endless immeasurable the - wild/beckons/ ribbons and knots
knots what for/ door to door  tropic
day/&night; /i was i would on my side
Ausual-revival  Arendition again  again  and  lifee-like -ride
and whatever moreover all oveer the leftovers  rose swells . fine
our grasslands,you know , stilts  frantic Jiving,Jiving Jiving
in smoke  -reels/incapabl,,indecicve  one more dayy and through  th moors
are off ,,,, raspberry,discontent  / neatt/  mother  fuggazii ,,
a week goes  mayb a month a long intention, itt- sooths./all the more

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around me,   the birds,forrow Here burning,  Orange yello/blue brigand
In a lot, and  the cloud,  the grasslands to let me in,  dollor man
a board, a bloom Buddha, a simpleton ,  slanted/ forever possibily
  glistering/the ice cones,gingivitis floating away    /balloons
Above//   before beyond   half  half ,exciting  Elicit, , derelict,  
,  /never closing  a fantasia what i mean when i need  
   rerun .the chapters <retort>     there's a god  today in this moment and i can feel  it  .
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     won't stopp)       diners too many  tea  
  <>>>>\        stays afloat,        dispels /beaten /scowls   scary ,all-of jiggling/kepp bouncying
     ><weeds out / >minuscules         ripes/renders
         <jessica>>>>jamboree          come face me.
     the grandest / all  the oddities     one magic invention i was missing all this time
    transgression/ kindda may be timid /    my jive /our rruby/mouthing
a last supper if you will .something akin
   reasons /acuity/  th more the merrierer
   my bliss/slits    till-kingdom comes .   / & the black space everywhere in
   them the/many minds    all the more    \><citadel.come and go touch of gold
   see to believe              &&&&  <    deep blue lakes that  never end
their rune and it  returns  a ship on her chest
that i will reach places un dreamt of   will   returnn  > there. everyplace
                        
                  
   still passionate  though    /frothing/foams  "jeddah" "a simpleton, gives wayy too ".
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/,/renders the arc  dayy 5 on the road is lunch  now ............
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.... kindda winds up ,,wry now ....the fckig landscape.an excerpt  luxomberg
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nvinn fonia Dec 2016
&&&

                  
                  
                  
     still passionate  though

        
  /frothing/foams  
    
"jeddah"
"a simpleton, gives wayy too ".

the landscapes.an excerptluxomberg-
along the /tumultus ,dry
the same dayy
footing
it coms  2 itt noww,,a cold..trance ,, embezeled

!! forr ,regressed. ,thoseof us VISIBL- Keene

it is finally-plenteous

breathing!a more juniper

. . cold. \ invisible,grooming////
    
    
  turns outt
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