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After the Truth is a TyphoonI’tiraf Baadahu Al Tofan: After the Truth is a Typhoon I shall confess… let the typhoon come, for my heart cannot withstand all this silence! Come closer, so you may hear all my words… Do not weep in my presence, for your tears burn my affections… I speak truthfully when I say, “I am not the one who has inscribed with you”After the Truth is a Typhoon
I hate my love for you! For it runs deep within my veins more than my own blood Entering my mind is every moment that distances myself from my own being… for me to forget my love and for my mind to rule over it Do I ask you to stay away? &nb
by ~MayKutbiDA
lover of the UniverseAshiqa Kawniya: Lover of the Universe At your frontline my feminine despotism is defeated The tyranny of my beauty, tamed For you my coquetry will level many mounts and raise valleys cities and civilizations shall birth nations will parish revolutions erupt Between the night of a full moon and a crescentlover of the Universe
the moon turns over a thousand times so only you remain as the adored one apart from all other men… Inscribe your confession within a renascence of you through a dream… as you arise and as you slumber upon a woman, she is all gentlewomen
by ~MayKutbiDA
A Decieved LoverAshiqat Wahm: A Deceived LoverA Decieved Lover
You glanced onto me with a blazing eye You made me escape from myself to a forest of wild emotions… You have set me ablaze with… Love Anxiousness Waiting! You favored silence Lived in stillness Your sun does not burn on the horizon Nor your shadow عاشقة وهم رمقتني بنظرة نارية هربتّني من نفسي &nb
by ~MayKutbiDA
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We Do Not TortureWe do not torture unless compelled we have civility to be upheldWe Do Not Torture
We do not torture unless provoked for our people's freedom under yoke
We do not torture unless attacked by bearded devils who hi-jack
We do not torture do you understand how much hate it would take to break a man?
by ~moondrunk
Ma'dear in the GardenWe bend but don't capitulateMa'dear in the Garden
to any house lord or regular lord, no we black, we rub out our backs
in the bare blaze of the sun, yes bending is all we do all day long
bowing and kowtowing but never broken no sir, bones ain't never been that brittle to be bustin' my daddy told me we keep these bodies
busy to earn our graves
come that good gettin' up mornin', so we jus' gon' keep here bendin' and ploughin' bowin' and bendin' but we'll never break, true as Jesus,
we'll never ever break.
by ~moondrunk
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- Current Residence: The Arab World/Paris
- Interests: Poetry, Journalism, Copywriting for Advertising
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- Favourite artist: Van Gough
- Favourite poet or writer: Yousef Al Simai and Ihsan Alqudoos
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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
oh, and you're welcome.
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Ashiqa of poetry and Ashiqa of my fans
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"My little old man and I fell out;
I'll tell you what 'twas all about,--
I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
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There's something there. Look - over the horizon. Do you see it?
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