Never Ending

The world just swam across

While I drifted off the ocean,

Like the Syrian boy

With justice denied.

And when I walk past the sailors of this blue,

I inhale my insecurities

To hide my inabilities

To forget you!

These miscellaneous conclusions

Apart of my brain,

Could never make me go wrong

Of my being strong!

So let me mend you in a marvelous sculpture

Of a mystery naughty piece

And fill the bliss in your sage

While you dance like rain!

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In this melancholic showery night

While I dance with you

I take a step closer to your ear

And whisper, “oh darling do you love me?”

I hear giggle!

Have I not told you that countless times already my love?

Ha! You formerly have in certainties of habitudes

That has made me cheerfully equipped with pleasures of desires to love you more and more!

But the irk of knowing that you still do,

And the hickey on your neck that faded away

Wills to know that you soundlessly enchant me!

And will yearn for me like you yearned for me yesterday and before!

So that I could just kiss your pain away

To those darkest few miles of your past

And make love to you tonight.

So that you wake up tomorrow with scars of pleasures

And still smile and gleam up my world

Of the deepest fantasies to feel you every day

As well as lean into your eyes and breath

And kiss those softened lips of yours;

Furthermore biting them

So that I could suck in the every last drop of lust,

That you pour down my articulatory system. 

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When I sit beside you and serve,

My thoughts wander the wildest imaginations on earth!

How oh heaven would he die?

By the chronic he is strung?

Or fall off your spunk

With another butyraceous torture!?

And when you sleep, I check;

Is he alive or dead?

So when I step out my house,

I smile

To hide the tensity!

And when I look at those million on streets,

I ponder what position they could be in!

And I compensate and glad.

Alhumdulillah! I am more fortunate than those poor fellows.

May lord bless them and help me to steadfast and steer my wagon without any deviation. 

Castle in the Air

Let me dream.

Swim across my fears,

Glide over the highest clouds above,

And sway through the dusts of turbulence.

Thy when I wake up

I need not whisper

The sounds of a squealing monster;

Who forgot to breathe

Into the divinity of woods

Where the sun shone brighter

Than the soul of an angel

And scalded the skin

Like I have sinned!

Let me dream,

The tranquility of a prayer

When it echoes my ear

And I stand to worship;

Forgetfully to what I have to do

As I am made by my creator

And to Him shall I return;

As a new born imp

Who bears no sin

 And sleeps to dream;

The perpetuity of sacredness

Thou finds me

As I glean my spirituality

Just to dream

They Think I'm Insane

The shirt I wore

Torn to threads

Dearest from all the ones I have,

Used now for dusting my shelf.

What drudgery!

Gifted me the memories

I fondle up in the back of my mind

And remember occasionally

For now to smile like an idiot

As they think I’m crazy for reasons concealed

To anyone, but me.

Years in Seconds

For years together I wondered,

What is it to be a bird?

To fly like there’s no tomorrow!

To breathe like there’s no wind above me,

That would engulf my freedom of flight!

And when the sunlight gazes upon me

The sparkle in my eye shine,

Like those ivory carving in shrine.

To lapse down

And rise encore

With a grub in my nib

Scrumptious to my lust!

Sway with the wind again,

Flutter the world without boundaries.

Build my house with twigs;

Prudently chosen over the millions;

But by the arrow that shot me down,

Piercing through my wing,

Everything that is left of me is,

The thirst to fly again.

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Where would I like to go today?

Into the midst of my dreams?

Or to its periphery?

Or all over across it?

I certainly do not know!

I’ll probably just lay low

Inside the psyche,

Mesmerizing to see the terrene the way I desire it to be!

To balance the everlasting heartaches,

Seeing that I cannot give it away,

Is what makes it exceedingly excruciating!

I’m tired,

Tired of building up the walls for anyone to breach in,

Yet they do!

And just when I accept them,

They let lose!

Am I this trivial?

Hardly a 5 when compared in my sight,

Why would anyone count me in?

I’m just a vigilante fighting my own battles and dreams,

Trying to help the masses well-nigh  

Yet fail to stop myself to cry.