Poems from an Emirati Earth Whisperer
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me shaking badly,
She gazed down tears pouring,
Their daughter is somewhere,
But she may even be nowhere,
Hugging was never our norm,
I warmed his hands with mine,
As I left for the train to take me,
Destination is here and there,
Indefinite and maybe nowhere,
I am going to keep searching:
For the book that was her last,
For the writer who kept writing,
For the ashes of burnt letters,
This train will come to an end,
There is a reason why I stayed,
Not for the police nor the drunk,
But fate has shown my legs
A path full of magical miracles,
And here I am in front of you,
The clock-tower is behind us,
You can hear its lovely chime,
Yet, no one can hear your pain,
Dissolved in the vicious wind,
As your fingerprint is erased,
It is time for you to disappear,
Your story is clearly the best,
As it ended with infinite silence,
And that is how mine changed.
Monday, 23rd of September 2013
Is it from the human nature to cluster?
To form boundaries and flags as identity?
To house their offspring in epic suburbs?
To separate themselves from others?
Have I read a mistranslated dictionary?
Or has the meaning of 'human' changed?
What if we try to flip the coin to its tails?
Will we see another resemble of 'human'?
Or will we choose a word out of a thesaurus?
'Soul' and 'mortal' stated as a synonym?
Why have I understood it wrong then?
If mortality was part of this big equation,
Then should we not save lives instead?
Or has this coin betrayed what 'life' is?
Will this coin lead us to infinite power?
If so, then who or what everlasted?
What if this coin fell down the sewage?
What if a child picked it up and cleaned it?
Will this child be corrupted forever?
Or will this coin be cleansed from its past?
Or will another child kill him to grab it?
What are the reasons to invade a country?
What are the reasons to kill another soul?
If this child was raised to defend himself,
Then will the coin come to corrupt him?
And if his response was to deny its presence,
Then would the coin leave or annihilate?
The trick question is: "who has the coin?"
Wednesday, 4th of September 2013
What happens if you ever get lost?
And you do not have a soul to share,
No one to hold and nowhere to go,
But your sacrifices made seem none,
Because time nullified it even more,
Even then with patience you deviate,
And even then you get lost yet again,
You may believe in second chances,
But even then they have gone away,
You may believe people will forgive,
And yet you are scared to come out,
Scared to even chat to the beloved,
Candle of hope did not last forever,
But then comes a very kind person,
Who overlooks your pale lost face,
And denies anything and everything
That might be said about your soul,
The person wants to share smiles,
Wants to forever live and love you,
The person hopes for a new start,
Where you will blossom and shine,
The faith in you is extremely strong,
Thus, you will never ever get lost!
Monday, 26th of August 2013