سقط جفني عليها

يا من سقط جفني عليها

ففتحت أبواب السحاب

يا من هَوَت روحي إليها

فَتَشَرعت بَوابة السماء

وانشرحت فيني روحي الضائعه

و أصبحت هائما في أجواء خيالك

أجول بين غيومك البيضاء الناصعه

وأطير عبر فكرك ... الخلاب

يا من سقط جفني عليها

فيك وجدت ضالتي

و بك ...

ضللت نفسي

______

void ...

where myself currently ...

resides !

unsure ...

uncertain ...

unaware ...

of it's empty-full position.

running from ...

escaping to ...

hiding in ...

me !

the world is pretty ...

but no nation feels right.

the earth keeps spinning ...

and no ticket gets me where I want.

a big board filled with destinations,

yet no place where my heart can ... act.

Spent a long summer ... fall ... and winter searching ...

living out of an old backpack.

and when my time was ... out.

to my home ... I came back.

only to find out.

only to conclude.

that no tickets were ever needed.

no rides were meant to be done.

all what myself really wanted.

In your Heart ... yearning to become~

كلمه بسيطه

بسيطة هي الكلمات ... فقوليها

لي ان كان في نفسك ... إعتبار

وجميلة هي المشاعر ... فعبريها

لقلبي ان كان في روحك ... نفسي

انا كنت و مازلت لعينيك ... أسير

واريد ان اكون لك سجين

فاعتقليني...

خذيني إلى زنزانتك

فسوف أعترف

ولسوف تسمعين

ما كنت تريدين...

about me...

I may be somewhat poetic,
some have said that i'm an expressionist,
I'm not the best when it comes to being a self-descriptionist !
I like to lay what I have on the table so no need to be very vigilant !
Just try me and we'll see if things turn out to be truly...Legitimate!

*The One*

Are you the one
I always thought of ?
are you the one
my heart has always imagined?
are you my daily wake up dream?
the warm presence that sleeps next to me
the juicy sweet fruit that is ever fulfilling me
the rose-water mist that keeps reminding me
of the nights we'll spend together
joyfully staring at each other
with soft looks, from one to the other
so persuasive of each other
to Love us , and no other
and Live , like never
not counting the hours,
but counting the kisses
not remembering the years
but recalling the stories
of our immense glories
so, my dear misses
are you the One ?!

*The One*

Sweet Old Acquaintance

What happened to you ?
my sweet old acquaintance
what happened to your ocean visits?
where your hair would breeze with the air . . .
what happened to your eastern european reveries?
and the backpack . . . of your dreams
Like a Zambian sunrise !
I miss your eyes . . .
Like a broken hearted teenager!
I want your smile . . .
I want it back
that warmness in your presence
It shall forever in my soul . . . last
for my friend is gone
and left me with
an Old Acquaintance.