Saturday, April 21, 2012

The Shadow Of The Palm Trees



when the light of the sun comes upon
feels the warmth and touches my skin
and my hand on my chest
while the heart skipped a beat

sang for the lonely nights
on the empty roads
we walked through
no hesitations nor regrets beneath

lay the body on the green grass
and under the shadow of the palm trees
we laughed
and never glanced

how the love of two young hearts faded away
it flew.. you say?!
never imagined I'd never see your face
not a look on the pretty eyes of yours nor a touch once more

I lay on bed every night wondering and asking questions need to be answered
wondering what life gave you to forget the love we once had
can't find an answer
can't stop thinking... "shed a tear"

love O where you went?
the warmth of my soul and how my heart felt
when there was you beside me
all I wanted to be there forever and evermore

I had not let it all yet
you meant the world to me, that was in the past
but left me here to die
with no hope

one day you'll realize the world we lived in isn't going to be back
all we had is gone with the rain drops, if there's luck
my heart shall be healed
from all the scars your departure caused

how sad to say again
no man is worth to suffer and risk for, no man!!
but I believe you deserve everything I own
my soul, my heart my body my all! you are my man

came in to the heart for once and never left it at all
made my mind and it's final
I can't barely say how much it hurts to be alone
lonely friday's it shall be

it's cold when you're not around
the noises I can't hear but your voice is a melody
you shall give me life if you answer me
let me know you are watching me

waiting for me, you may promise?
let me know my love, you'll never leave
give me hope,
give me air to breath

oh my poor heart let this love go, you shall hear me "scream"
set my soul free, and give me reason to dream
under the palm trees; yet I believe in you
and bid farewell, dear lord, lest I should grieve you

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

The Secret Affair (Part I: The Mirror)

At dawn, he looked through the window with hope
he said; "the sunrise is marvelous to see"
what's on the mind, but thoughts of absurd belief
then start the day with a shiny smile

To live or to grieve? I ask myself ... every night
the answer is never found, not yet!
I held the short memories of him, indeed a delight
God only know what all of him "to me" meant

He was a knight with golden hand (s)
a man walking with his chest up with his sword on his left hand
brave enough to rescue the weak and his cruel world
from unfairness and violence it seemed

He choose none, I couldn't believe!
to fly with the stars, he dreamed once
"the moon I wanted to see", Closer, closer from my eye
thus; an Astronaut he became

He was great in all, I believe!
Oh a fair knight he'd be
God gave him knowledge and grace
and his name was....

His dreams... he wouldn't tell!
but the heart beneath his chest is true as a fine steel
with all he was not a man of faith never keep his promises, and always forgetful
absolutely tenacious, never frail

When he speak to me, at any day
he leaves me with joy
a smile on my face, nothing more to say
but to feel the warmth in my heart, is beyond to let it cross by

He make the heart of mine beats out of tune
the colder I get, just a thought of him and am never free
like a mirror in the hand, he looked with a glance
that's to say a mirror and the sword, magic I see!

Saturday, October 22, 2011

10 Wonders of life (Part I: Appreciation)


Listen to the rain drops and let it washes your sins away

feel the warmth of the night but never with melancholy
close your eyes, let it be the end of the unpleasant day
pray to the Lord, with all his might and will's to take your soul peacefully
"I'm not proud of what I've done in this life."
as God gave me all what I need from grace
"live more, freely, I crave for a second chance."
silent in the night I shed the tears of a regret and of how my life was just a wasteon desire, 
and lust that controlled the mind and drove me like some sort of a machine
it's the reason of what I've became 
lost it all, my fortune, my faith and most importantly my love
Oh fade away my dreams, my all she owned the life of mine
She loved me when I am down to earth
she held me when I am in a bad health 
she appreciated me, even when I am out of cash
Oh that lady; the queen of my life
the saddest man is what I am now, 
how could I realize it that late "burst out crying" 
she's forever gone
if the end could justifies the means, how could it?
 it should be the end of life
but it never going to be my last
till I make a change of what's left
to God hear my voice in the night
and free me from this torment
running out of time, to go with my fate?
or live on those memories that'll keep hunting me till I lay in my grave
give me light, give me hope
a reason to live once more
I found her living in me
her sweet shiny smile
her lips were red as rose
beautiful soul she carried along, with the light on her face
I miss the whole of her embrace
her words; "and be true to me as I am to you." said she. 
and what she brought to my day. 
From laughter and peace
lots of love and grace
to me she'll remain here
a memory beneath these sheets with me of her warm body as if she still near
and her pleasant voice , Oh I can clearly hear
of her face; I see from far
but I rarely recall all of her
the way she talk and breath
I really miss you A'idah
learnt that we always leave the good apple and go for a cup of coffee
while the apple is a source of energy more than caffeine
but we tend to love the things that harm our bodies.
Remember; to appreciate what you've now before it vanishes.
The end

Friday, August 26, 2011

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.

Thursday, August 25, 2011

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


Thursday, August 4, 2011

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-