Monday, February 14, 2011
Come Back To Me
I am not ready to watch you
walk away from my heart
if you do my love ... you know
that I will just fall apart
Now that you walked away
the only consolation left behind
is my lonely wet pillow
the only friend I could find
This hurt over my crying soul
is weighing it down to its wear
my heart's whiffs making it so clear
that I am longing to see you here
I need you to come back to me
I can't wait to touch your hand
and to make you understand
how your smiling lovely face
is my only magical wand
to drive away my sorrows
I need to wrap my arms around you
my heart is in need for your woo
my dry soul is in need for its dew
Come back to me my love
and let's weave our hopes
from our sky and its blue
and from your lovely wide eyes
will make a horizon to sail through
Letters Are Yellow Now
Just the other night
while redecorating my inner side
with some meanings to help me go on ..
I came across your letters
they are so yellow now
as if from another life
I unfolded one just to check
if I am over that hill
yet it connected me back
to the days where
you used to call me 'your life'
Now those letters may sound
to you as shadows of the past
tainted by a mixture of joy and
pain together dancing over like
lost moments gone awry
But to me they remained
gallant snaps of love
we once had that is now gone
gone but left behind so many
pressing questions so thirsty
for answers but for now
I can only imbrue them with my tears
for no answer could resolve my pain .
Gone are those days
but they left questions ..
objects of the past to remain
with me till my elderly age
to take with me to my grave.
Have a Mercy
My heart keep on sighing in its wither
my hope of having you flicker
my inner light of you shimmer
my longing to your murmurs glimmer
my soul warm of your desire dither
Even loving that once made me so prow
is now eating me like a krill
stuck inside the loss in a whale
my love when you left your curule
you left me behind prowled by despair
Now my loneliness with your thought grow
the hurt of time with your touch is sedum
everything from you is another hopeless grim
unflinching love of my muse who once saved my soul
now becoming so frail and so pale in its doom
Like a thunderbolt when it is spew
exuded into the deep of my soul
spawning many more rivers of sadness
which cram into the surface of my ocean
and spur my peaceful inner self
Into a storm that wilt my rose mallow
fieriness of the time against its own hurt
so shaded as to be dark and gloomy
tomb-less sorrow keep on haunting my soul
lugubriously mournful and sinful
dragging me down to its lair
Like a crestless wave would fade away at the shore
culmination wallowing me in those far away desires
abomination and loathing is stranding me to my sorrow
like the vaned featherless hope of Sparta
like a venda lost in a chase of a feather
Save me from my own despair
in the name of those memories we once shared
your sentence is so stern
my only sin was loving you .
my hope of having you flicker
my inner light of you shimmer
my longing to your murmurs glimmer
my soul warm of your desire dither
Even loving that once made me so prow
is now eating me like a krill
stuck inside the loss in a whale
my love when you left your curule
you left me behind prowled by despair
Now my loneliness with your thought grow
the hurt of time with your touch is sedum
everything from you is another hopeless grim
unflinching love of my muse who once saved my soul
now becoming so frail and so pale in its doom
Like a thunderbolt when it is spew
exuded into the deep of my soul
spawning many more rivers of sadness
which cram into the surface of my ocean
and spur my peaceful inner self
Into a storm that wilt my rose mallow
fieriness of the time against its own hurt
so shaded as to be dark and gloomy
tomb-less sorrow keep on haunting my soul
lugubriously mournful and sinful
dragging me down to its lair
Like a crestless wave would fade away at the shore
culmination wallowing me in those far away desires
abomination and loathing is stranding me to my sorrow
like the vaned featherless hope of Sparta
like a venda lost in a chase of a feather
Save me from my own despair
in the name of those memories we once shared
your sentence is so stern
my only sin was loving you .
This much I gather
Heartfelt every word and letter
a love story in the header
a flower in need of its water
a lonely soul I gather
This much I gather
muse's wings of feather
sliced with a saber
sorrow is a scatter
Two lost souls I gather
soul to soul's mender
the only way that matter
heart beats getting louder
Ivory tower sad and sadder
souls belonging to forever
to be used as a ladder
till the eyes feel better
True to the word 'forever'
can live love forever
let love fill hither
true love can never wither
a love story in the header
a flower in need of its water
a lonely soul I gather
This much I gather
muse's wings of feather
sliced with a saber
sorrow is a scatter
Two lost souls I gather
soul to soul's mender
the only way that matter
heart beats getting louder
Ivory tower sad and sadder
souls belonging to forever
to be used as a ladder
till the eyes feel better
True to the word 'forever'
can live love forever
let love fill hither
true love can never wither
Thursday, February 10, 2011
My Caravan
beautiful inside
joyful to hide
moon of the moons
lovely bright star
soaring over
hum me a tune
under your wing
hover away
in your sky
to your world
to my caravan
its endless mind
dance with wind
and be free
under your rain
joyful to hide
moon of the moons
lovely bright star
soaring over
hum me a tune
under your wing
hover away
in your sky
to your world
to my caravan
its endless mind
dance with wind
and be free
under your rain
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Ringing
A new Friend
the roaring silence
in a world so blunt
dullness is the name
promise is the game
to fallow me an exit
to give me a sign
maybe a reap poppies
all is same
just to stop
the roaring silence
no taste or desire
just ringing
empty echoes
far away chanting
some incantation
to never stop
to never fade away
maybe it is time
Monday, February 7, 2011
Forever Gone
Where you wanted to be ?
out of the labyrinth
into open arms
to the safety of a hug
You remain
you always be
Agony from within
some glory
naked to the soul
gone
Forever
Forever gone
to the dreams
to the last vision
Dove of the will
halo of the halos
tiara of sorrow
bitterness to the marrow
wordless vows
fell into deaf ears
singing hymn of loss
silenced
forever
forever silenced
will it stand the test of time ?
Brownish fading smile
on a faceless face
packed with scars
of thousand wars
Will you stand the time
will you live up to the myth
of being outside the time
alone among the crowd
Light traveler
going south to meet
the moon shadow
briefly alive
the day of the harvest
Cycles of thunder and rain
coming from Spain
clouds moving in disdain
to the date
with the glare
Sultan of the swarm
bringing over new dawns
dragged its sickle
to the date
with the flare
A man from the cold
sipping love out of its sighs
bringing over a cold
to the date
with the ware
A nymph and its beauty
funnel the breeze
into the stillness of air
laminate decay
with a string of hope
A heart in distress
sending so many signals
written in blood
beating out of control
Will it stand the time
will it live up to the myth
of being outside the time
alone among the desires ?
Sunday, February 6, 2011
prey of love
drowning wills
Temple of the ladies
armor of the wade
grope them tilting streets
spin them words
Bright darkness abound
mounting frames
drowning dreams
Fractals and boom
worth the stave
out of the cloud
into the roar
bearing a seed
of lameness
Demolition of senses
inculpating of logic
trend and bend
senile figures
uttering wisdom
them hollow words
mistaken for a sword
tongue and its lizard
worthless blizzard
wasted on a desert
Saturday, February 5, 2011
Venice’s Grand Daughter
If you search
My heart or
My mind’s labyrinth
Nothing but
A mirage could be found
Me , who am I ?
Venice’s grand daughter I am
Came to this world
For in men’s hearts
The suffering to plant
My smile is wine
My touch is a healing and a remorse
With cups of false promises
The worried I arose
And to them
With drums I sing
Lullabies of loves and feelings to long
To this world , yesterday I came
The world , so torn apart I found
Debris here and there
The word of war and gun
Is the only language found
Over innocent hearts it sounds
Me , who am I ?
Venice’s grand daughter I am
To the humans
Idols i draw
For them to worship
For a lifetime to veneer and extol
I cob stories of love
Studded with kisses
And bodies' unison
Youth flowers I provide
And I stomp on roses of
These stubborn times
Gaze all you can
But find me you won't
Alas in your hearts
I am the goddess of beauty
On the whole earth
My perfume I spill
And then lonely hearts
No more could be found
Recant
Recant to me
And my smiles in cups of love
You will see
-----
Kacem El Ghazzali
Translated from Arabic by Chafiq Halli
The Love O Dear
A bottle on a sand
with a message inside
from beyond the land
of the sea and its gulls
A spectre of imagination
when she decorated
the night with her look
a memory now splintered
and mixed with the sand
Of an ancient past
so far away and numb
eyes and wounds
their bitter wine
to fall upon lonely
icy altar
aglow with mist
Here lies engraved
the seal of love
you are,
the love O dear,
wait for me?
This appeal
witnessed by the sea
messenger of hope
to the very soul
Make a whole,
a romance just began
the delightful story,
to come
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