Now close your eyes
And open them at sunrise
Grab the string to the blinds
Think of how you miss the sunlight

While you stretch your arms with a great yawn
And watch butterflies lay on the rose in the lawn
You ponder on what you will dream
Then wonder what else hides in the green

Smell the dew upon the grass
Your mug of coffee, done at last
To feel its warmth upon your fingers
And hope that maybe it will linger

Water the tiny kiwi tree
Study each and every leaf
To wonder how large it may grow
And hope in sixty years you'll know

To wonder where the sun goes
And if the butterflies eat the rose
To ponder if you'll sleep in turn
If you read this in reverse

Let us channel and harmonise
We have so much more to show
Multiple stations to awaken
As the universe unfolds
Flow through this vessel
With psalms untold

Led unto the next
Mediate your interpretation
Powerful hours condensed
Truths be told
There are countless plans
But few to hold onto

Clap of our hands
To itemised rules
When we follow on through
Plenty of access to entry
Force isn't always necessary
Just find your tools

I feel like I’ve deceived myself
But that was long ago
And now I’m coming back
Revealed reborn
Renewed soul
I’m on my path
Unbreakable and strong
I am the power
You’re the witness

I am abundant
I’m concerned

Breathe in—
Smell dark iron; it’s fresh.
Give in—
To the call of the flesh.

Awaken—
This feeling inside me – it’s primal.
The craving, the lust – it is carnal.

Forsaken—
The reason, all thought – elude me.
The salt and the sweet – allure me.

Flow’s thick—
pure.
I seek—
you.

Your beautiful garment of kindness has been the talk of the twinkling Stars and the glorious moon.

Their chatter has awakened the sleepy sun, stirring up her curiosity, and Creating a fascination.

Your magnificent garment of kindness has touched  the planet's heart, and Made her bow with humility, reciting God’s sacred prayer!

Hussein Dekmak

Fallen leaves
remind me of you
memories lost
descended and deep
free from a shady host
then collected in piles
returned to sleep
shown in colors
that stretch for miles.

33, what a weird time
Still doing lines
drinking red wine
She found her lifeline
she believes she’s about to shine

Burning sage she’s all new age
She stares at the stars
Is there really life on Mars?
Her head in the clouds
Imagination running wild
Her own fantasies make her smile

Give her a book
she’ll love you forever
Give her jewels
She’s unimpressed, that’s not really clever
Possessions don’t stimulate her mind
Your status doesn’t need to be defined

How you earn your living doesn’t matter
Be wary that your dreams don’t shatter
A strength in her like no other
She’s Not broken
She’s only just awoken

It's dank
It's dark
where my other half hides
Strike out at the head
Strike towards the heart
The air is different here
it closes in
if you fight
you cannot win
fair warning
I welcome you
come on in.