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This side of me
Seeking fun and adventure at every turn
Quick to laugh and the champ of one-liners
Easy-going, one day at a time
I am free to show
This side of me
Enthralled by the sunset on the water
Listening to the sounds of silence
Touched by the beauty that surrounds
I will gladly show
This side of me
Constantly striving to fill the need to know
Searching and thirsting for knowledge
A deep need to understand my world
I can show to you
This side of me
Faith that has found its resting place
Firmly placed in the hands of God
Sustaining me through tempest seas
I hopefully can show
This side of me
Gentle mother rocking her child
Crooning softly to her dear little one
Teaching, training, raising to maturity
Showing a part of
This side of me
Strong-headed, strong-willed woman
Tough as stone, stand my ground
No compromise of my values
Can I show you
This side of me
Buried deep the hidden dreams
The aching heart and arms
That long to hold a matching soul
I do not dare show
This side of me
Pain and sorrow have left their marks
Tears have etched ravines across my heart
Battle scars mar my life
No one can know
This side of me
Quick to laugh and the champ of one-liners
Easy-going, one day at a time
I am free to show
This side of me
Enthralled by the sunset on the water
Listening to the sounds of silence
Touched by the beauty that surrounds
I will gladly show
This side of me
Constantly striving to fill the need to know
Searching and thirsting for knowledge
A deep need to understand my world
I can show to you
This side of me
Faith that has found its resting place
Firmly placed in the hands of God
Sustaining me through tempest seas
I hopefully can show
This side of me
Gentle mother rocking her child
Crooning softly to her dear little one
Teaching, training, raising to maturity
Showing a part of
This side of me
Strong-headed, strong-willed woman
Tough as stone, stand my ground
No compromise of my values
Can I show you
This side of me
Buried deep the hidden dreams
The aching heart and arms
That long to hold a matching soul
I do not dare show
This side of me
Pain and sorrow have left their marks
Tears have etched ravines across my heart
Battle scars mar my life
No one can know
This side of me
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Posted: Feb 2010
About this poem:
it is about the things we will and will not show each otherFocus
Bringing into sharp clarity a single image
While all else fades and blurs
The vision of you sears my mind
Causing all other pictures to fade and crumble
I see you everywhere I look
I hear your voice in every conversation
Longing for the touch of you
To feel you pressed against me
Your lips brushing mine
The sensation of your breath on my cheek
Every fibre of my being coming into clarity
Focused on the image of you and me
While all else fades and blurs
The vision of you sears my mind
Causing all other pictures to fade and crumble
I see you everywhere I look
I hear your voice in every conversation
Longing for the touch of you
To feel you pressed against me
Your lips brushing mine
The sensation of your breath on my cheek
Every fibre of my being coming into clarity
Focused on the image of you and me
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Posted: Jan 2010
Post CommentShe listens
She stands and listens to the wind
sing a tune across time and space
the gentle throb of a lonely ache
she listens to his beating heart
She stands and sings to the wind
a quiet song about space and time
the ebb and flow of a restless soul
she speaks to his anxious mind
sing a tune across time and space
the gentle throb of a lonely ache
she listens to his beating heart
She stands and sings to the wind
a quiet song about space and time
the ebb and flow of a restless soul
she speaks to his anxious mind
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Posted: Jan 2010
Post Comment
Reality Virtually
The whirring of the fan drew him from the hall.
He once again was drawn to the cyber call of his computer.
Like a frenzied hunter hearing a twig break in the forest,
He hastened to unlock the virtual world
which was just around the corner.
He knew he could master the challenge be it game or search or query.
He knew this sport kept his mind sharp and practiced and yet it did
Draw him from the elements that were firm
and solid with mass and molecule.
Several hours later he smiled with reckless
abandon as he sent his last and wittiest email.
He had come, seen and conquered. Veni, vidi, vinci.
He had yet again taken on that
Black rectangular monster and mastered it once more.
His thoughts were sharp, his reactions sharper.
His weapons has performed flawlessly. His anti-virus had
kept him safe throughout this battle.
He reveled in his intellect and scurrilous Courage.
The vanquished software knelt before him in humble servitude.
The trumpets sounded and he put the device to his ear.
“A loaf of bread and a dozen eggs?” “No problem....right away dear!”
He once again was drawn to the cyber call of his computer.
Like a frenzied hunter hearing a twig break in the forest,
He hastened to unlock the virtual world
which was just around the corner.
He knew he could master the challenge be it game or search or query.
He knew this sport kept his mind sharp and practiced and yet it did
Draw him from the elements that were firm
and solid with mass and molecule.
Several hours later he smiled with reckless
abandon as he sent his last and wittiest email.
He had come, seen and conquered. Veni, vidi, vinci.
He had yet again taken on that
Black rectangular monster and mastered it once more.
His thoughts were sharp, his reactions sharper.
His weapons has performed flawlessly. His anti-virus had
kept him safe throughout this battle.
He reveled in his intellect and scurrilous Courage.
The vanquished software knelt before him in humble servitude.
The trumpets sounded and he put the device to his ear.
“A loaf of bread and a dozen eggs?” “No problem....right away dear!”
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
Observation and experience.love is...(2)
Love is the most wonderful symphony which the destiny make it and the feelings play it and the lovers dance with it ,the love can make the human is a poet,we do not feel the strong of love and the severe of it until the time of farewell coming,the most beauty moments in love is when u wait and the language which the lovers clevers with it, is the eyes language,the screams of the lovers are whispers and their tears is sighs ,the talking of lovers is speak between 2 hearts .
In religation,love is the home which the 2 souls settle in it .
In geography ,love is found in the soul and his capital is the heart .
In history , love is the most firmly time and the most old time .
In chemistry , love is a timer bomb the destiny fix it inside the human and this bomb not have an exact time or date to blow up .
In physics , love is a magnetic case which make attraction between 2 souls and make them live in one body .
In philiosiphy , the love is the holy of souls and the exchange of loyalty between 2 souls and love can make the 2 souls settle in the temple of love for ever .
Love is as war ,it is very easy to start it ,but after that it is very hard to stop it .
Love is the only game which share by 2 persons and they win toghter or lost together .
Maybe love born with one word but it can not end with one word,love do not kill the lovers but it make them live the suspension between the case of life and death .
And who love in true way , will be love for ever
regards,
khaled
In religation,love is the home which the 2 souls settle in it .
In geography ,love is found in the soul and his capital is the heart .
In history , love is the most firmly time and the most old time .
In chemistry , love is a timer bomb the destiny fix it inside the human and this bomb not have an exact time or date to blow up .
In physics , love is a magnetic case which make attraction between 2 souls and make them live in one body .
In philiosiphy , the love is the holy of souls and the exchange of loyalty between 2 souls and love can make the 2 souls settle in the temple of love for ever .
Love is as war ,it is very easy to start it ,but after that it is very hard to stop it .
Love is the only game which share by 2 persons and they win toghter or lost together .
Maybe love born with one word but it can not end with one word,love do not kill the lovers but it make them live the suspension between the case of life and death .
And who love in true way , will be love for ever
regards,
khaled
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Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
little thoughts about love ( in my special opinion )unlucky sam
one day I got a job there
i resgined n came here
to study and work but
the line of life was cut
I lost my job there
lost it here
searched for love
I found a dove
gave her my love
she betrayed me
thats what i see
her walikg with a new bfreind
hand in hand,
kissing eachother
this is me
the unlucky Sam
i resgined n came here
to study and work but
the line of life was cut
I lost my job there
lost it here
searched for love
I found a dove
gave her my love
she betrayed me
thats what i see
her walikg with a new bfreind
hand in hand,
kissing eachother
this is me
the unlucky Sam
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
it tells about my experience in londonlove
love is like blood in vains
we cant live without it
It comes like heavy rains
its arrows in heart hit
our souls fly in th sky
our hearts leap vry high
Its curing our sadness
it may be like madness
but we love to love
we love its pains
unless we got lost
in its deep tunnel
when we love we are
angels flying far
to meet our sweetheart
pay attention for that
SAM
we cant live without it
It comes like heavy rains
its arrows in heart hit
our souls fly in th sky
our hearts leap vry high
Its curing our sadness
it may be like madness
but we love to love
we love its pains
unless we got lost
in its deep tunnel
when we love we are
angels flying far
to meet our sweetheart
pay attention for that
SAM
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
its about loveA dream
One day I met her upon the sand,
Where she used to play.
She gazed and told me to stand,
I stood like a statue of clay.
She came and waved with her hand,
My heart lept in the sky
Her words were like a band
The two souls danced with joy
The two hearts were full of love
But ! Alas what can I do ?
With my fate ! She flew as a dove
At last I woke up ! It was
A dream
Sam
Where she used to play.
She gazed and told me to stand,
I stood like a statue of clay.
She came and waved with her hand,
My heart lept in the sky
Her words were like a band
The two souls danced with joy
The two hearts were full of love
But ! Alas what can I do ?
With my fate ! She flew as a dove
At last I woke up ! It was
A dream
Sam
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Posted: Aug 2009
Post CommentI dare you to hit me again…
So I have a legal reason
To kill you without regret.
The time is of the season
And your due paid and met.
You’ve struck me with words
With insults, now with your fists
So now it’s time for the all but absurd
From your chest, I will rip
Your heart with my bare hands
Do not even try to demand
What I will do; or how I will do it
You just met your match and lit
Upon a force to be reckoned with
Now we will see justice prevail
Not an old wife’s tale or myth
Just your reward for all the hell
You have showered upon another’s soul
Over and over again, above and below.
The reaper has come to call, and it will be done
What you have done returned ten fold in full sum.
To kill you without regret.
The time is of the season
And your due paid and met.
You’ve struck me with words
With insults, now with your fists
So now it’s time for the all but absurd
From your chest, I will rip
Your heart with my bare hands
Do not even try to demand
What I will do; or how I will do it
You just met your match and lit
Upon a force to be reckoned with
Now we will see justice prevail
Not an old wife’s tale or myth
Just your reward for all the hell
You have showered upon another’s soul
Over and over again, above and below.
The reaper has come to call, and it will be done
What you have done returned ten fold in full sum.
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Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
Abusive relationships are very sharp in my mind while writing this pen.After The Fall
Anticipation of the consequences is killing our soul
Forfeiture of all we believe in will become our goal
Truth, Honor, Integrity and Justice are nil upon the table
Ever changing our destiny by leaving the scars of the label
Reaching nothing more than a false destination.
Thinking with closed minds and preconceived paradigms
Hinders our recovery from pestilence and hate crimes
Exchanging our free essence for one that is continually bound.
Fastened to the unrealistic knowledge that all will be forgiven
After the fall of the human race; we learn that absolution
Leads not to freedom from paying the reaper in full sum
Love is not for sale, nor may it be unraveled or undone.
Forfeiture of all we believe in will become our goal
Truth, Honor, Integrity and Justice are nil upon the table
Ever changing our destiny by leaving the scars of the label
Reaching nothing more than a false destination.
Thinking with closed minds and preconceived paradigms
Hinders our recovery from pestilence and hate crimes
Exchanging our free essence for one that is continually bound.
Fastened to the unrealistic knowledge that all will be forgiven
After the fall of the human race; we learn that absolution
Leads not to freedom from paying the reaper in full sum
Love is not for sale, nor may it be unraveled or undone.
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Posted: Nov 2009
About this poem:
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