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Do you want me to give you my love?
Yes. Give it to me...
First I would like to ask ...
Any question.
Suppose I knock on your door
I'll let you in.
And if I will cheat on you?
I will forgive .
And if I tell you: die! ..
I will die.
And if there will be a pain?
I will accept it
And if there appears a wall between us?
I will break it.
Still want me to give you my love?
Yes, give it to me
This will never happen!
Why?!
Because I do not need a slave))))

Why try?
Why bother?
Why remain optimistic in this cruel world?

If you try you can fail
If you bother to care you get hurt
But if you don't then you will never achieve what God was preparing you for.

Why break down the wall?
Why put on a brave face?
Why pick up the pieces of your broken heart and try again?

If you leave wall up you will treat bad the innocent person trying to show you love.
If you are always angry and bitter you will spook you true love away.
If you don't pick up the pieces of your broken heart and try again you will trample over them until they turn to dust causing you to live out your life in loveless sadness.

My eyes are brown not blue

They may not be an ocean or a lake to swim in.

But they show my soul is down to earth

Though blue can be exciting and true

My eyes are brown not blue.

I am simple yet complicated with an intellectual soul yearning to be understood and not easily forgotten.

I am a person who appreciates different perspectives even if they do not fit into my idealistic reality.

I can mutually share with you the shortcomings and triumphs of life and not succumb to the pitfalls of judgment or competition.

I am romantic, I like to walk under the moonlight and dine by candlelight.

I like to watch the sunset and gaze at the stars at night.

I like to feel the sand under my feet as I walk on the beach.

I like to smell the ocean's breeze.

I like to stare at the clouds with a blank mind.

I like to walk in the summer rain.

I like the rhythm of music flowing through the house.

I like to see flowers in the garden.

I like to see leaves in autumn, snow in winter, and all else in between.

I like to sleep early and sometimes late.

I like to wake up to the smell of a fresh pot of coffee.

I like the metropolis of a quiet uncluttered life.

I like the fruity taste of sweet plum wine.

I like people who can laugh at themselves.

I like intimacy with a loving and responsive partner.

I like living life with few regrets, I believe in true love and I am willing to find it!.......

In a Tehran hotel I asked for a room
“a small one if possible please”
A young man with keys escorted me up
a couple of flights selected a door and went in

He told me the price and concealing my shock
I decided on saving my face
by requesting ‘a smaller one still’
Off we went up and selected another

He ushered me in and asked me if this one would do
I said that it would and holding my breath
I asked him the price
“The same as the other” he pleasantly said

I swallowed my pride laboriously squeezing out the words
“and cheaper?” to which he replied “Certainly: this one, sir.”
Later viewing all from my lofty vista I reflected on
'the humiliation of the hoisted’.

l am informed that our sun’s
journey will take umpteen
to-the-power-of-umpteen millennia to
reach the ‘constellation of Hercules’
which will have departed
long before I get there

I learned this from a monkey

You question my sanity?
That’s a coincidence
because frankly
I doubted the monkey’s also.

Hear the greatest cretin in existence
who has taught himself

Want not Have
Purpose not Gratitude

who has longed for
Other not Here
Then not Now

who has betrayed principles
concocted artifices
instigated machinations
contrived ambushes

and

ah and…

unfortunately for him
he can forever depend
upon his vast reservoir
of ‘explanations’
to absolve him.

Bid you adieu, so blue, but on cue, and was due, like an emu, so few, but it grew, a fine hue, for an interview, with a Jew, at Kew, in lieu, of a moo, so new, this overview, of a pew, in a queue, so renew, and stew, so true, but undue, this view, that would woo, some Xu, paid to you, at the Vietnamese zoo.

I felt YOU in my heart, I was lost in space, not connected to the human race, you were there, to help me through, though, I didn't know then I was connected to you, that's just in my memory now, your strength and your beauty, your'e wonderful way of living, your selfless being, and your'r perfect way of giving, so, when its over, if I am the last one to leave, there is only one thing I want to say, I will always remember us this way. xx

lost in the immeasurable sea
enclosed under sunken cofferdams
tossed endlessly we listed to and fro
prisoner passengers in fleets of
slave ships on odyssey journeys

the cargo of life drained out slowly
in swarms of unseaworthy vessels
as the tempestuous rains stormed
carrying us away to unknown shores
we cried out for freedom as the words
fell silently upon windblown sands
we still waited patiently for a parting
to begin again on horizons more calm

alas, we were awash in shameful tragedy
while we slowly gasped for purifying air
and penetrating clarity only seeing
white capped smoke spraying ashen pyre

suddenly under the calm night sky washed in moonlight
the distant beacon casting illuminating shadows revealed
a hidden gateway moored just beyond comber waves
portals opened awakening a witnessing to the deep
exposing all the crevasses of enduring love then
freedom was spilled into the tidal flow of memories
and we began to open our hearts and eyes to
see the sea

© Jade Anjoun