My heart skipped a beat
Whenever I saw his almond eyes,
Covered with lashes and
A spark that never dies.
My blood used to dilute
When I hugged him tightly.
His scent made me go euphoric
As he smiled sweetly.
But when I look back nowadays,
I see nothing but a girl in love,
A fool and hopeless.
I feel disgust for her desperacy
To be loved back.
When I look at myself nowadays,
I see nothing but
A blurry past;
Wrapped in tears and
A broken heart;
Tries hard to skip
Its beats once again
In hope for
A story to begin.
Month: August 2019
The Goodbye
The train left with him.
She was starting alone,
On the platform.
Her eyes were moist,
The heart was racing,
Her fists were trembling.
She was alone.
She was helpless.
She was morose,
Feeling hopeless.
He was slowly fading away.
Speed was picked up.
All she wanted to run away
With him, but
It was not her time yet.
She has to stay more
On the platform.
To wait and wait.
Until she turns grey
To get her ticket.
The Syrian Father
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This pain is passing to my shoulder.
Sweat is breaking and
Things are getting dark and darker.
You are lying next to me
What a cold look in your eyes!
What are you searching for?
I saw our babies' demise;
Slowly over there.
Like good boys, they didn't cry.
Angels didn't take them away
I don't know who they were;
America, Russia or Assad?
Bombs blinded their visions.
Gas chocked their throats.
They were slaughtered like any goat.
I can hear our crying infant only.
She is hungry maybe.
I am sorry to leave you so early.
I couldn't give you a better place, baby.
I hope that your children won't meet
The same fate as your siblings.
They won't choke their throats
Crying helplessly like you.
They won't live a single day
Gasping hopelessly like you.
They won't have to wait for the next meal
Waiting with uncertainty like you.
I know the Almighty sees everything
And I am going to tell him all of this.
So that the sunrise they will see
It will not be as bloody as today is.
Moonstruck 