Fluent Thoughts

Voicing my thoughts in a fluent manner

27 August 2005

Straying again

True Faith at 3:23 pm, Poetry

A tree was shading on her head
A book was there in her hands
Her eyes were going left and right
Chasing the words in that page
Straying again; as always
Dreaming of those in this book
She traveled for long distance
And flew on clouds
Traveling to their land and wearing their clothes
Talking their words and maybe more
She was the princess
And sometimes the orphen
A boy she was for one day
A beautiful Hazara or an Arab girl
A choice of her’s that would be
A wonderful moment could be destroyed
When someone from outside her dream would call

 

22 July 2005

Close my eyes

True Faith at 12:45 pm, Poetry

Search for me in my eyes
Feel my sadness in my smile
Surf in my feelings
Use my tears when you cry
Hate seeing me sad
Close my eyes and open yours

And when I cry … look at my tears falling on my cheeks …
and enjoy my joy.

Listen to my silence
Talk my words
Save your heart beats for me
Make my happiness yours
Close my eyes and open yours

And when I stumble … listen to my words …
And hear them float on your soul.

Enjoy my madness
Sense my anger
Live my pain
Kill my shame
Close my eyes and open yours

16 July 2005

Tomorrow

True Faith at 9:09 pm, Poetry

 

لم أعد أطيق الإنتظار
متى سينتهي الليل و يأتي النهار 

 

غدا جميل

غدا تتفتح الأقحوانات و تخرج الفراشات من الشرنقات
غدا تشرق الشمس و تغرد الطيور
و يفوح أريج الزهور

غدا أبكي … غدا أشكي
غدا أحكي بطلاقة دون تعثر أو فتور

28 June 2005

The beauty of the sea

True Faith at 10:37 am, Poetry

Through the beauty of the sea
On my boat and with my dreams
I will sail to Neverland
And on that day
When I step out of my boat
You will know that there is a Neverland
That will start on this land
If Neverland it is
The joy will fill my life
And no more of that
The holding tears in eyes
My heart will beat the names
And my ears will hear the sounds
Of all the things I like
Only in Neverland.

23 June 2005

كيف

True Faith at 8:51 pm, Poetry

إهطلي يا دموعي أمطارا 

و أغسلي قلبي المسكين

فقد أسقته كلمات الناس مرا …. أمرارا و أمرارا

وعجز لساني عن ردعهم فلا سلاح لديه

غير بكاء لا وجود له إلا في دنيا أحلامي

تهت و تاه الطريق و تاه مني تيهاني

أبكي؟ كيف … و لا بكاء لمن لا يعرف للبكاء طريق

أشكي؟ كيف … و لا شكوى لمن لا يملك لسانا طليق

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