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Children Of Paradise
This night with you and me
The pale moon
Besides the overtaking clouds
And the occasional drizzles
Here and there...
Our memories distant
And Closed
Even with the shadows of hope
And despair within our little fights
Like the children of Paradise
Time had played with us
Or we had spoiled it…
Yet tonight I can see you there
Alone with my memories
...Wednesday 1st March 2023 4:21 pm
JASPER & JUNIPER
JASPER & JUNIPER
There are dawned mornings some often find the same balcony just months in difference,
Leaned over the same stretch of oak-beam and widen pupils
To untangle their breath as it intertwines with lake-steam;
And watch dragon-tailed sunrises in different-hued scenes.
Back inside a fire-warmed cabin held up by support beams over a thin beach
Prior to high-tide,...
Sunday 5th February 2023 5:27 am
Fragments Of Suffering
She had been suffering,
The broken relationships
under the cracked memoirs
Bones almost plundered
With the fearful hopes,
anxious, doubtful all the way
So I slowed down a little bit,
With fragments of kisses
With delicate touches
of makeover trials
With the letters denote
something like love or etc.
Smell of nights,
music of movements
Written...
Thursday 2nd February 2023 4:38 pm
Down Memory Lane
within the range of your eyes
with the residue of love
like the mist descending
in your heart:
-is my walk!
and still I’m walking
with the lonely steps
of every single person on earth.
-from down memory lane......
is love haunted always by betrayal?
like dusk masking the sky?
or we make the error to fathom
each other's terror?
decide to cover up the past
...Sunday 29th January 2023 5:13 pm
Waiting For The Last Ritual
The rain with its cosmic eyes
Keeps knocking at the windowpane
Trembling with each steps
With all her secrets in every drop, one by one.
The evening was waiting for the
Magical rituals....like secret manuscripts
For her readers. It was dark like prison cells.
Waiting in a row for the final sentence.
The room was empty with the silence
Of the graveyard, exce...
Wednesday 25th January 2023 1:27 pm
When We Dance Together
During the monsoon, all my raindrops drag me
Towards the fast lane of memories.
Taking with all the skies and the stretched blues.
Feeling not like the dead warriors
But the first saint under the young sun.
One day when we were dancing together
Hovering on the untold secrets of the battle fields
All the dead pawns of world history
From the past to the present
Mimicked us...
Tuesday 24th January 2023 1:45 pm
Sonnet 18 Revisited
Inspired by an episode of ‘Paddington’
and with apologies to the Bard!
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Shall I compare thee to a marmalade
Sandwich? Thou art more wholesome and more sweet.
Even if the filling was farmhouse made
And the bread was baked using artisan wheat!
Marm’lade sandwiches have all too short a date.
They’re eaten before the kettle ha...
Friday 4th February 2022 12:32 pm
After The Fifteenth Step…
Watching the full moon
Coming out of the monsoon cloud
-In the middle of the lonely night
After the downpour
The sky seems to be smiling
Like her eyes
Shining bright and vivid
In our midnight paradise
Her eyes; brimming over in ecstasy
These sleepless nights
Bring her memories back
Not in pain nor in consolation
I can still count her ste...
Thursday 6th February 2020 3:07 pm
I'm to leave now
By: Ali Taha Alnobani
I'm to leave now
A tall ghost is carrying my bag
A long street is walking behind me
A mad merchant bought my smiles
And no water to renew the dusk
I can't have my step begun
Even if the rain washed my tears
***
I'm to leave now
Can I have a deep look at your eyes?
Can I take my dreams, your smile
And my dried red rose?
...Wednesday 6th March 2013 7:33 pm
Sofia's Masterpiece Story
Tuesday 5th March 2013 11:26 am
Upon The Quality Of Love
Romeo Romeo - where for art thou Romeo?
Speak that I should hear your voice, rejoice
that deafened ear should hear you call my name…
_____________
The quality of love is not defined,
yet trippeth from the tongue with gentle ease,
to each and every one of us a meaning
as fickle as the feather on a breeze
Speak not to me, I pray, of star crossed lovers...
Thursday 11th February 2010 2:19 pm
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