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No roses for Ray,
but that's ok.
As long as it's sunny,
Am healthy and pray
Can walk the Kaiser.

Everything's good,
Everything's fine.
Though i miss Inna
But, she's not mine.

Ah well, still i say .....
Happy Valentine day.

I saw in my dreams we are lifeless,
And lie with a look so tranquil.
A pair of white, white coffins
Set side by side in peace.

When was it, we uttered: "Let's stop it!"
When was it and what does it mean?
But strangely, my heart is not ailing,
My heart is not down with grief.

Powerless feelings are weird,
Frozen thoughts are so clear,
Your lips are no longer dear,
But retain their eternal bliss.

So it happened: we both are lifeless,
And lie with a look so tranquil.
A pair of white, white coffins
Set side by side in peace.

Once again in the Poet's Corner
Pass the night in a discourse with friends.
If you were a part of poets' forum
You will never regret you have stayed.

I go slowly from poem to poem,
Looking first for the newest ones,
Then go back to familiar verses,
Those that once touched my soul so hard.

Poet's corner is always in motion,
Its contributors take turns in race,
When one part of the world is sleeping,
Then another one picks up the pace.

Poet's Corner is people's refuge,
You're invited - don't need any pass.
Here you meet with old friends, smiling faces,
Here's encouragement, sympathy, love.

You can pass the whole night making comments,
Reading poems, enjoying the rhymes,
Thinking, what is the point poet's making,
Hoping some time you'll write as he does.

Sympathetic and witty comments,
Make you think of the poem twice,
And discussion that's launched over poem
Makes you stay and endure to the last.

Oh, I've learned very much from Poet's Corner,
Never thought would entice me so much.
In my greetings to you, dear poets,
I would wish you success and great love!

I want that somebody who'll be the first to support me,
protect ... defend ..... console me ...
Not the first one to emotionally hurt me ...
demean me... debase me...
just because I dont meet exacting expectations...
not up to par with one's "taste"...
And thereafter , seemingly punched in the gut
before getting thrown off the curb..
made me feel ... for one brief moment ...
like a crumpled piece of waste ...

It perplexes me how somebody can hurt
the one they supposedly love..
when I would have thrown myself infront
to protect him from any peril thereof...
Pointless to ask " how" or "why" ...
no any reshoot possible...
no words said nor deed done deletable
to prevent the tears
already shed and now dry...

I have learned that while giving / sharing
most of my love & heart to one I love...
wisest to save enough for SELF-RESPECT ,
to cushion any hurt ...
if ever that ship hits the rocks
and gets tragically wrecked ...
A partner should be one's rock & safe haven ...
the very first one to care , shield and defend
instead of the ego ruining it to a sorry end ...

The grape spurts forth in gross and sweet profusion,
The sticky juice under the crushers' feet,
When brewed a while, it leads to sweet delusion,
Thus helps shy lovers - when they first do meet,
Others find it brings them much confusion,
The morning after, when it has them beat;-
And Bacchus, from on high - I hear his laughter,
Don't let this god of wine now be your master.


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You may see him standing,
In the white glare of the Sunlight,
On wind-blasted panes of ice;-

A Winters' Sea compressed,
To float across the salty emptyness.

Now the Bear stands as a symbol;-
As solar light returns to white;-

Above a lattice artifice,
A crazed and crumbling edifice;-
The ice floes crashing to the sea,
From all the melting glaciers.


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Dark as any bark on a winter day
Frost that clings to her contours
An outline takes shape in the rocks
Her sculpture worn smooth by time
Standing over an ever restless sea
A protective guardian over her tomb
Carved in the same expressionless look
Casting her gaze over all the lost souls
Forever trapped in the tranquil deep
Reaching back are tales of ancient times
She watches relentlessly silent and still
The generations of sea birds come and go
All passing by and falling under her spell

I tried to describe my beloved but I couldn't

My tongue was silent and unable to speak
My pen began to write the sweetest words
He wrote it in describing my love for a girl
You entered my heart and resided in it
A girl with very feminine features
Her hair was so black, it took its color from the darkness of the night
Her wide eyes and her pain took away the beauty of her eyes
Her cheerful spirit was as if the joy had been taken from her smile
Suddenly my pen stopped moving forward
He is passionate about describing her goodness and beauty
Apparently he had never seen someone more beautiful than her
My thoughts were confused with him
Because if we describe one thing, we are confused about describing the beauty of the other thing
When we describe the eyes, we are confused in describing the extremely wonderful facial features
I tried and tried and tried
So I closed my eyes so that I could remember or recall even a little bit
I tried in vain and all my attempts failed
Gentlemen, I will tell you how much I love her
I will tell you what it is for me
She is to me what the soul is to the body
She is to me like the air I breathe
To me it is as the eyes need to see
Humans also need food
The writer also needs his pen.
Just as the thinker needs his thoughts
I think I'm exaggerating how much I love her
Or do you think I am negligent in everything I said?
I will scream to the crowd that I love her
My beloved, a rose among the wonderfully beautiful roses
My dear Nasma Rabie
I was confused to describe it
My mind is paralyzed and my words have stopped because I seem to be stunned.
He was amazed by the beauty of that face, which looked like the full moon on a full moon night
Lost among all those imaginary features
My love, forgive me if the words in your description failed me.
My love, excuse my modesty in expressing my feelings
My love, excuse me
Excuse me........... Excuse me. My question remains for her

How do I tell her.......she has become my whole little world
How do I tell her.......that in her words I soar and fly?
How do I tell her? Her words perfume me like perfume.
How do I tell her? When she speaks to me, my words disappear and thoughts fly away.
How do I tell her? She has become one of my dangerous secrets
How do I tell her? She is a candle that lights up every moment of my life
Then she asked me the reason for my long silence with her
Should I tell her that I envy myself and my soul every moment I hear her?
Or what

Candy words sweet
Kisses on her cheek
Listen as cupid tries his best to speak

He draws back his bow and you already know
What he's going to say
He wants you to be happy on valentine's day

He rushed this order special for you
Candy coated lines and every word is true
He hides behind a cloud in a sky of blue

He stole candy from angels to send your way
Yes heaven is where he's been and you can read this again
On valentine's day

Cupid is very busy making girls dizzy
He fills their hearts with excitement of love in the air
And on valentine's day his arrows have landed everywhere

There is no one like you
Valentine Rose
Master Creator
from where all life flows

You bring peace and joy
in the midst of pain
Seated on high
In the heavens You reign

You watch over us
Singing with sheer delight
Strong arm protection
Strength and might

Minutest details
demonstrating you care
A window or profiteroles
Assuring us you're still there

You are my first love
My sweet garden Rose
Quenching with love
White garments for clothes

Flourishing bride
Blossoming love for you
Intrepid journey
You've escorted me through

Provided a home
Plus a secret dwelling
Summoning my life
Extremely compelling

Drawing me closer
Into your heart
Rose scented fragrance
Never depart.



12/02/2024 ©