"sayed" poems
Amor Fati!
Sayed Nietzsche and wiped the tears from his face.
did he know the gravity of this insight with heavy clarity?
The grandiose, wishful celebration of life with the acceptance of faith
is but a mask that's too light to stand in the way of the actuality of reality,
We don't choose our faith, we can just accept it and try to love it
But can you truly love something that is staring you in the eye while pulling the trigger of oblivion?
I doubt it.
If you are lucky,
the face of faith is a loving, caring young women
with the future in her eyes,
giving you slight signs about how great it will be when tomorrow comes.
But back to the executor,
what about Him, huh?
How can you take the Ultimate Dismissal with pride and love??
How can you see the mechanics of evolution,
the generation of many different individuals,
with a wide distribution of traits.
Of which just a few golden combinations
are well suited for the specific moment
Understanding, that the rest of the beings,
who have feelings (especially those of suffering)
Will prove themselves unworthy to enter the Gates of the next stage of selection?
I don’t know.
But I do hope you are the one who will enter
I do hope I will too
But my hope is of no effect
We will just see what life shows to be correct
Until then let’s not spoil the moment and save the regret
Oct 31, 2018
Oct 31, 2018 at 6:56 AM UTC
I was your best friend,
But, one fine evening,
You surprised me by the words you said.
You, had proposed me that day,
And our relationship status got changed by words that day.
I was quite happy because I knew, you will never take any wrong step.
And will never break my heart,
And will never hurt me hard.
Best friends now had become boy friend and girl friend.
It was cute and different.
But that was not love, I thought.
That was friendship from heart.
You said, "it's love, true and pure love dear, you will also feel the same, spend some time other than being best friends."
Finally, one fine day some miracle might have had happened,
I fell in love with you.
It was truly a love relationship for me, by words and heart.
From then some feelings really changed.
A few days later, you said, you want to confess something,
I thought, you now might want to marry me.
I was so happy, I can't share in words.
I was waiting for your arrival.
Sayed, this was true and pure love- friendship, then lovers and then married couples.
I was awesome happy from core of my heart.
You came, but accompanied with a unknown girl,
And said, "let's be best friends again, because she is the girl for whom I have fallen in love forever."
"What about us?", I enquired.
"We! We were not made for love affair. Friendship is only ok for us."
I was shocked, surprised and shattered.
You have by then broken my heart.
It took long two years since then,
To rise up and live again.
I, finally promised myself,
Not to fall in love again.
Then again we met on a cloudy day.
You said, you are single again.
Your words, your behaviour, your attitude,
All were strange that day.
I felt, I was talking to some stranger,
Who is not my best friend.
That night you came at my place again.
And said, "let's fall for each other again."
I was very sure with myself,
And rejected your proposal face to face.
You requested me to think over and over again.
"I am sure, I don't want to fall for you again."
Hearing my words, you left the place.
No talk, no promises, no connection since then.
And, now, after a decade, you have come again and saying,
"Tell me something so hurtful that I don't miss you forever."
Why such downmarket things you are speaking?
What I said that day, are still my words, today.
If this is not hurtful, then put yourself in my shoes,
And imagine how much hurt I have got,
Which had made the heartful girl so very heartless.
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May 11, 2018
May 11, 2018 at 7:23 AM UTC
"follow the yellow brick road"
the witch didn't die
cinderella didn't go to the ball
sleeping beauty didn't wake up
belle escaped the beast
snow white was poisoned and killed
jasmine didn't go with aladin
moana stayed on the island
ariel sayed under water
tiana didn't kiss the prince
rapunzel stayed in the tower
pocahontas didn't save john smith
mulan stayed in the village
anna didn't go after elsa
elsa controlled her powers
anastasia/anya didn't care about her past
a world where evil wins
and there are no princesses
is a scary world.
be careful, princess.
Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 2:44 PM UTC
Beautiful, smart, sassy, fierce, kind, and sweet.
A girl of sugar and spice and everything nice.
She's like no other girl you know,
And if you're lucky to know her, never let her go.
She's brains and beauty.
She always makes me laugh.
I love her so much, my girl.
She'll never speak bad of you, unless you mess with her, or the ones she loves.
She's stronger than she knows,
Never weak, even when she feels she is...
This girl is the most amazing girl I know... I love my babe to the moon and back! Her name is Mariya Sayed!!!
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 12:41 PM UTC
I hadn't come to the hospital since the last overdose of a friend that shooted whisky in his veins, in the bathroom of an old bar because of a heartbreak. I told the nurse to don't leave me, to be with me the whole time and that if she could light a cigarette for me, sure honey take a smoke, she said and rubbed my head softly like if my dreams where cotton pieces. The body. The night. The blood. Inside my body an invisible, warm hand was digging and took chunks of light and silence. A black hole was opening up through my bones and was filling them with blood and noise. Later a doctor came in and told me that the business was serious, told me to stay still, and asked me what was my blood group, I told him that I knew a little about blood groups, that if he wanted I could talk to him about rock groups, a little bit of Jimi Hendrix Experience, of Cream. No way, the business is serious, sayed the doctor, so I looked at the nurse and I wanted to be with her in a party dancing Spend The Night Together, I wanted to be with a glass of ***** I wanted to give her a kiss in the middle of her white teeth, I wanted to tell her Baby let's get out of here and make love in the beach, I wanted to be in her hands full of trees.
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
I wish I could say I'm shocked,
but love isn't us
Did you enjoy her bed?
Because your drunken call
sayed it all
Dear you can do
better than that
You forget I have friends
in this town too, and tonight
I'll have treat as well
Sharing my bed with
Jack and Crown
Sep 5, 2015
Sep 5, 2015 at 11:29 AM UTC
Tumse mile to hum kal hain lekin aisa lagta hain milna tay tha barso se
jab sochte hain kaisa mile hum thoda dar lagta hain kya mai sahi huun ya
phir galat
khair in sabka uttar milega sayed
baadme
tab tak badhte rahe aage hum
saathme
sayed tum meri kalpana ** ya phir
bhram
sayed tum meri akelepan ka sahara **
ya phir dil ka marham
sayed tum mere koi ni bas beheti hui
kisi hawa jo kab guzar jaye
mujhe nahi hain pata
sayed hum rok paye tumhe mere aanewala kal me tay kar paye saato janam ke
yeh safar saathme ,
humko fikr nahi tumhari beete hue kalke humko fark nahi padhta tumhari aur mere aajse bas mujhe yeh pata hain tum aayi **
jindgi mein mere aanewale kal se ||
Feb 24, 2021
Feb 24, 2021 at 1:16 AM UTC
Suddenly, twelve poems flavored Christmassy came to me to give away for the fun of it, the hello of it, I may say, corn, that's okeh.
Thursday, November 01, 2018
1:14 PM
So what?
that justifies, just ifs this olde dude from the desert,
into real-ification in 2018 Christmas forever story,
Wow. Who knew? Little drummer boy, remember?
What can I bring to him? Who even mentioned
us giving? Honest, what could you give
Christ, the anointed, promised, messiah, message
******* up to be angel choirs in heaven's spotlight,
good news, aka the gospel or spell, which is no unintended
causality, BTW. be tee dub, we say.
the good news, the scary angels sayed, that not too cold
night to be out and about with the little lambs, that time
o'year, good tax collectin' time,
celebrate that. Taxmass. Okeh.
This is a Christmas story of the sort that can twist things other wise twisted to be untwisted in this peculiar way.
Wicked is as wicks are wont to be, twisted wit' a bit
o'this
the ****** things all explode. Abit o'that, they light a candle in the thinn-ist-light-o-night,
And, when the battle's over,
"IT IS FINISHED" has been muttered,
we won. That's done. Merry Christmas,
God rest ye, merry, gentle men,
twixt the trenches, 2018.
Nov 1, 2018
Nov 1, 2018 at 4:39 PM UTC
While we were making the past ,
the future has deteriorated.
When we think to mend the present
life has moved .
Perhaps whenever we are wherever ,
we are there itself .
Why think of a better future ,
when the past mends itself .
Tonight we have a moment ,
depends if we think of the night ,
where we'll sleep , or
of the morning's ring .
We'll still be in the night , till the morning's rise .
We are in the moment forever ,
there is not an option to live in the Past , or ,
In the Future .
- Adaa Sayed
Nov 28, 2019
Nov 28, 2019 at 12:40 AM UTC
Blood stained guilt .
I see him un shifted .
His eyes lie of love ;
Love that never existed .
- Adaa Sayed
May 16, 2020
May 16, 2020 at 8:08 AM UTC
I don't know anymore .
Who to believe who to not .
I just don't feel like me anymore .
I don't .
- Adaa Sayed
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 11:56 AM UTC
When you think you fought for the right ,
Why is my mom lifeless ?
When you took of his head ,
He was my brother .
When you can get food ,
Why is my family starved to death ?
Hey soldiers ? ,
Are you Brainwashed ?
You care for you father and mother .
I am left without a single brother .
What wrong have I done ?
I pray to die .
Will you go to Heaven or Hell ?
- Adaa Sayed
Dec 4, 2019
Dec 4, 2019 at 10:05 PM UTC
Where the truth is doomed by lies ,
Hands are shook with malice.
And hope is forever haunted,
Jury is there to harass .
Deaths occur day and passing night;
Still the girl wore flamboyant,
Help is nowhere proceeded.
Wax is melted ,
Thoughts are already poisoned.
Still the girl was drunk in venom , while going to her friend's home .
Who says the substandard boy is to blame, who thought of her as a jester .
Nasty, humiliated, unpleasant is all they can say but ;
Still who helps her when she suffered.
Unlucky is the girl who had this fate , they bark !
And leave her to burn in this filthy fire which gives no life to the dead .
Wounding and funny .
One's just dessert is still not served ,
Hour and minute,
Second and jiffy,
All we do is to wait , when will he be put to death ?
- Adaa Sayed
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 1:09 AM UTC
Miss the way you lie.
Miss the way you kiss me
Miss the way you miss the way you miss the way taunt me
Miss the way you cryed
Miss the way you knew me
Miss the way you miss the way you miss the way you showed me.
Wait!
Thought you knew me?
Wait!
You say you owned me?
Woah!
You didn't show me...
Woah!!
Don't yell at me!
When you sayed "I needed you and you can't get over me!"
You missed me..
I was gone before you said anything.
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 1:58 AM UTC
To Hope means to ,
reverse the death ,
the only reality ,
into a flower of difference .
To Hope means to ,
separate barriers ;
onto which lingers the truth .
To Hope means to ,
believe changes are good .
With you gone I realize ,
Sometimes against all odds ,
All logic ,
we still hope .
~ Adaa Sayed
Dec 9, 2019
Dec 9, 2019 at 12:57 AM UTC
They cheat .
That's how they are .
They take what's yours' ;
They make it theirs .
How pitiful !
Such vile people ,
I say .
- Adaa Sayed
May 14, 2020
May 14, 2020 at 12:36 PM UTC
I fear not life ,
I fear not death .
For those are the only things I'm certain of .
I fear you .
What a sickened love we had .
- Adaa Sayed
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 1:07 PM UTC
I have no regrets .
I have you .
Our love is poetic .
Our hearts sewed . - Adaa Sayed
May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 5:18 AM UTC
I thought I could .
Afterall all these times , I finally thought I could .
But I lay in bed , unmoved till death .
The knife in my chest .
I only wanted you to tell me you loved me mom .
I still regret .
I wish I was more alive than dead .
- Adaa Sayed
May 21, 2020
May 21, 2020 at 2:29 PM UTC
When I die now
Tell them who loved never to hate
Those hate never to worry
Worry because I won't bother
Bother them with this and that
That piece of mind which wrote this
that yet the heart were in pieces
Pieces that fell and heard a rythm song
A song they' ll sing once every year
Each year as my memories fade from their faces
Never to remember the ugliness of it
Tell not the arts I wrote nor
The words that had Me most
Bt not a word sayed to retain
Scars that had me deep in skin
Say to e'm
It won't be a sad way out
Clothed black because I wasn't pure
Pure from the evils that had me layed under its core
If a die today...
Tell them its a coarse
It will be a celebration in grieving
But they'll understand before judging
That I had to rest
My death left no tears
They'll wish to atest..
Sep 6, 2018
Sep 6, 2018 at 2:34 PM UTC
Alam Sayed
My dormant dreams remained in the primordial soup.
As an amoeba I dreamt about you eons ago.
In the sacred hollow of my mind lives your shadow.
Scrawny leaves of memory in the gutter of my brain
remain fossilized.
I waited for you in the Precambrian mud.
I roamed in the puzzling field of Cambrian jungle.
I dreamt about you being sheltered inside the body of a dinosaur;
Among acid rains my dreams were burned.
I searched for you amid the cry of stars.
My dreams were washed away during Noah's flood.
I wept for you near the stones of pyramids.
I reluctantly cut the throats of my blood brothers
in the Colosseum of Rome,
and fought the ****** battles with Spartacus;
and I saw our blood bloom as red flowers
in the reddened field of Capua.
I didn’t want to be a witch hunter
in the muddy medieval jungles,
and I didn’t want to be a gladiator of modern times.
I didn’t want to be a vampire of corporate age
******* the blood of my postmodern friends.
Perhaps, you will never be born in the craters of
ever hungry tyrants.
And, perhaps, in the world of fanatics and *******
you should never be born.
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 1:23 AM UTC