Between Spaces II

To the unknown I wrote
with passion and pleasure
explosion of feelings , it was an illustrate
'how much I treasure thee'

I kept on writing till dawn
of life and beyond, it's close no question
he wasn't like any other man
an Astronaut and I was a fan

walked on the golden sands
thankful of all God's graces
it makes me sad to live in this world! Where's hate, vanity and never ending wars
I dream of peace to warmth all hearts

with every passing moment
I aim for the best
to hope for tomorrow's deed to end with victory, he said 'it'll be alright'
but it's never alright to loose what kept my dreams alive, there was no comfort

the years passed and still I cry, I asked him 'let me grieve'
he gently replied 'never turn back'. But I disagree!
the past created me
I'll always recall the past of a tragic loss or a massive win; with a smile

was hard to believe I can finally see
'believe me! now I see'
I can see your charming smile
or your golden hair, oh my love I finally can see

I see the moon
or your beautiful eyes, 'you're a very handsome man'
he laughed 'Oh am I? Thank you my lady'. Surely he was not like any other man
I was proud of him, he walked like a champion

now I am sitting on my chair
I am aged and can't barely walk too far
he left years ago, and everyday I lived on his memory after
never forget him a second; he was my lifesaver.

Between Spaces

To believe in the impossible
and feed the souls on hope
the only way to breath, live and love
he said: let your imagination be free

hight above the sky I lived, where dreams are ready to be true
but I wasn't able to see
only I felt you near me
your breath touches my face

oh pity! I never opened my eyes
guess am not among the braves
nor living near but between spaces
then I can see all the galaxies

once I had a dream, to catch the parides together
tomorrow will come in few and I'll be your mirror
to see through me; dear
and promise you I'll never shed a tear

I lay on your shoulder to see the sunset
and your hand upon my chest
to see or to dream, Oh sweet!!
time already fleet!!
sadly like a speed of light

Dear, if you could hear my beats
beneath my chest; it's monstrous
Ah how time is tedious!
got me standing on my toes

waiting till the end of time
and the body was found on the water surface
he regret a life time
remember my dear, nothing is immortal nor my love

The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part IV)

Warning: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (Broken Vows), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters. 
it's the last part of the tale and I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
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Letting go of past memories is not easy
to be free; she asked to pray
and for her wounds to heal today
within minutes the door knocked; and it was Ray

He called her name
gently he held her hand and gave her some solace
she smiled and looked him in the eye 
"should I be happy you came or be sad to be left alone?"

His pretty smile shined
he boded 
hoping to my grieve must be ended
when I greeted 

"Look at me Caroline"
and when I did, his eyes were filled with love
I nervously sat down and beneath I felt ire
knowing my love was just a waste 

something in his eyes makes me melt
deep down the heart
I believe letting go must be dent 
Ray confirmed ; "I shall hear your confession tonight!"

Oh Moy! I broke our vows but death was the dodge
and our love was another hopeless case
Ray wanted me to be his wife 
to be the happiest among all; he assured me 

He was ready to make a bound
leaving the past behind 
Ray did the shroud
of Moy's body to be graved

In the middle of my disturbance
didn't know what to choose
let go of my love
or remain cold with this scare 

My decision was difficult to make
I had to let it flee
among our self disgrace
prayed to the Lord to set me free

With Ray I start over
and him only; was my new lover
he said we will be sooner 
and I was becoming a stabber 

Moy was my master
of his cruelty "no man can have her"
he died and known as a lier 
now I am a laugher

I have the life in my hands
and I said my little thanks
of fear God knows
my war of love was loss 

And when I met him at the gate
he said; "you are late"
at dawn this feelings started to embrace
his wife I became and kissed me on the face

At his face I stared 
looking smart he retorted 
to spend on looking to him till the end
My Ray you controlled the mind; I said

He replayed; "I want to live in your heart"
I said; "you own my heart!"
there was no argument
that he was the one I want

His generously made me ask for what's been paid already
so far from being frightened or being unsteady
he gave all of his money
I said ;"am I talking primevally?"

He smiled at me 
"all I wanted is have you all mine"
and he was the luckiest among every one else
he got the money and I was his fortune 

But I was just a widow lived in poverty
been taking care of with generosity 
and I was owned by Ray
like a diamond that is holy 

Believe me I was
a unique lady to him I stays
he sees me from far and scared to asks
to love him with all my sensations 

He was too gentle not a tear he ever shown
scarcely he looked at me with ostentation 
prouder of me he owned
with his golden watch had no inclination 

Yet at the sight he shed no tear
and with all beauty I appear
he said; "you blessed my day dear"
I smiled to say; "you are my beloved master"

I gave him youth and all he asked for
he gave me everything and that was stronger
his voice all I wanted to hear
reminded me of the days when I had fear

May the Lord save you even if you leave
his decision was made
I said" are you going to leave?"
his answer killed me 
"don't linger like this, you decided to leave! Now go and don't come to me"

Well I forgive him of what he spent
but he promised to not be extravagant
he didn't want to see the light
and he said; "let it be plaint"

Now my story is done
and may God send us plenty of love
to keep us well and alive
till death shall end me before he is gone.


-the end-

The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part III)

Note: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (until death do us part), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters. 
It's a bit shorter than 1st and 2nd part yet there's 4th part!
Hope you like it!
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The life became empty
he left her with no safety
cruelty and dishonesty
yes he was Moy!

In the time of the night
she used to be impatient
waiting for him to notice the light
and see her falling with no incessant 

She incongruously believed in him
and all he gave her was shame
see her horrifically maimed!
injustice to her; he confide

Once Moy was a lover
before he became a drunker
she used to sing to the flower
of her love to remain strong like a mower 

A strong lady never fears
but over her weak body she had tears
looked at Moy; and asked for sprees
deep inside losing was her biggest fears

She said: Look at me!
he did with a glance 
towards the door he traipse
it could be the end of a life time?

The world started to go around
his mindless words was forged 
with tears she loped 
but it wasn't her bad

She feared the unknown
to grab her keen 
she added: he always been stern!
but still love was in her vein

How he left her in misery 
but he gave her the ability to fly
taught her greedily
never to love him softly

"His love disappointed me again!"
She fall a part and ran
and shouted: he was the slain! 
the path was lost after then.


-the end of part III- 

The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part II)

Note:  Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (Caroline confession), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters.

This time I used easy English so you guys wont find it hard to understand.

>>> plus it's just notes from 2nd part not full !!

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Her world started to growl

and mindless trek

binding me with mow

but hey! It wasn't my fault

She feared the unknown

to grab her from the depths of the shores

and bare her with the memory of Moy's

let her rest in piece and frees

And how he left me in misery!

with truth dwell in possibility

mind me I loved Moy

from deep of the core of my

He never held me with tenderness

taught me how to love with sans

never stop at glances

just fill me with all your graces

Oh! Dear you failed me again; she repeated

fall a part on his grave

and the heart was stoned

with emotions she donned

Darkness covered me

since his departure

memories is coming back to me

telling me to stop the bleed

I never thought he's freed

but I knew he's here

inside of me I carry your breath

hope tomorrow I heal

Please forgive me I don't think I dear you

enough of me! My beloved

I gave you my eyes to see

and a heart to love me

But you crushed me

over and over I degenerate

help the prisoner in me to be free

smile for me hope!

Heaven, O I see

light me with a single fire

till I reach the edge

and bend down to see

Is it you? Who I seek?

or fate to finishes me?

everything is attached to my desire

even my love was just a fluke

He treated me like a slave

but he never knew that I love

only you my dear

losing my sanity is what I fear

Wish he could hear

me when I scream

of his name!

Oh! I will never be sustain

Look at me, am I looking sere?

smell of his cigarette

all over me

like if he still near

My soul can't feel

the inner is down to greet

your voice living in my head

I bend...

Thought grieving wont get you back to life

but I shall die with you love

lay me down to the grave

and held me forever may it be

you were unfair to me

but loving you forever was my dream

I knew you were mine

Moy! you are dead, Oh still can't believe.

-the end of part II-

The Misfortune and The Wife Tale (part I)

Note: Before you read this poem. It's a part of a tale I wrote this part called (the lost page), note that 100% from my imagination no real events and no real characters. 
Hope you like it!


Over and over she breaks
A falling tear on her cheeks
Truth dwells on veracity of themes
Crushing those fears

Bending over the pervert
Once those sounds were on the highest supreme
The belt was strong and tight to the extreme
She said: Could thoughts underestimate my fears?

Walked that long empty road
Till her feet are droning and to the board
She ran with buxom
So she cried and said: he graced me with his cold bosoms

The moment I slept in his arms
Leaving the world in endless siestas
With cold and winter
The waves of the sun are veering

At a blink of the eye it only sees the horror
Standing on his perch
With never ending misery
And undo every memory

Cold those cages were over the edge
Lacking water and nothing to feed
On the side there was a tree
Thought it's never free

It was the beginning of a new page
Staring at that tree
Hope is here
but misery is never there

The sun shined and the rain was ready to fall
On the coffin of his it yawl
To the world to hear the sour
and my heart disintegrate to holes

In seconds it was lost
Like a disease in the mold*
Weakening it until it reaches the core
Surd the ears became

On the sound of music she danced
With wealthy smile it shines
The surrounding of thoughts
Rises* above souls

Mind my careless performance
Never thought it will bode
In the field of the rose
High above the Guillaume

Reached the point of agony
That ate the body
From inanimate to ash of Moy*
Oh God its parody?

Wash his body from this despicable sin
And the crows looking for the flesh
With one eye it hunts
Oh irony! Look how it end

With creed of the freedom
She believes in him
The road was full with the cram*
Only he created his doom

But she was left behind; so she sang
And the dawn begin to spring
Warmth her heart and with snug look on her golden ring
Of Moy's memory she knew her grieve just began.

-The End of Part I-

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*mold: is (v) body/ جسد
*rise: is (n) highness/ شموخ
*Moy: name of the character (the husband)
*cram: crowd