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It’s five minutes to six am,
I have been receiving messages,
Then writing, I finished one poem,
At four fifteen, another at five-fifty am,
I’m tired, thinking of bed, with,
Twenty years, of experience, I have to,
Stay with the flow, it’s exciting,
When different thoughts, visit my head.
I have to catch them when they appear,
In my mind, without notes, or writing,
The subject can vanish, what a bind,
Never written, or said, always take time,
Listen to those voices in your mind.
The Original: Tom Maxwell © 1/14/2022 AD
6:02 am
Maddy Oct 2021
Listen to the silence
You can still hear the tears falling
The cries that go unanswered
The selfishness that is killing Mother Nature and her children
Softly but way too quickly
The majesty and the harmony is slowly fading
Precious time is slipping away
Help Mother Nature and her children before they become a memory
What was isn't going to be much longer


C@rainbowchaser2021
Awake,

Awake,

Found,

Good~things then,

under the sun!
Dreamypretty Aug 2021
Cigarette buds
Empty glasses
Always a wine glass shatters
Leftover biryani
Leg bones
The crease in the beds
Sofa cushions on the floor
Guests have left
Empty house
Just me and the wait for the next weekend.
One Andean Sky Aug 2021
At first, a tremor beneath the souls of my feet
Blink, a story millions of heartbeats away
Dark clouds over a field as acidic purge falls over us
Venomous mist seeps, humanity weeps
Blink, 18 stars bent and watching
Emitting rays pointing their random strikes

Blink, glorious earth temperate in her rotation
Marble folds on her maternal veil drapes us
Close to her breast, we heave in time with each breath
Blink, sustaining life in the chambers of her deepest ocean
Breathing air across the tall granite mountains
Distressed, and yet still here

Blink, ancient footprints track our journey
Not what we envisioned but “the enlightened ones” foresaw.
The need for understanding,
The need to cause conflict and agitate,
Blink, the need to protect,
The need to heal and mend.

Blink, you are here now, in your full extravagance
Delighting in fracking and disruption
Sleight of hand, our blindness is your reward
Blink, remorseless as you divide us
Along the fault line, we fall

Blink, with loved ones snatched
We turn on one another tossing
Handfuls of poison into the wind
Blink, triggered fingers pointed
Volcanic anger flares
A fist on a horses face
Lawlessness a momentary lapse

Blink, where will you strike next?
We suppress you
We support you
Following the artificial sun through the cracks
You rise again
As we turn on one another
The elusive phantom, a master chameleon
Spawning and stretching into an unknown vastness

Blink, yes, you are here to stay
You can’t be killed
You can’t be destroyed
Blink, neither can we
You will be tamed into submission
You will be a mere quiver beneath the souls of my feet
Blink, vitals diminish and you crawl away
Powerless and a mere symptom as you look out from a rock
Eye blinking.
Covid 19. Delta Variant. Sydney, Australia. Freedom Rally Riot 2021
hazem al jaber Aug 2021
Until the last day ...

let me sneak ...
between your lips ...
as every morning ...
your coffee do ...
to run happily ...
while i'm diving ...
within your honey lips ...
traveling with all your veins ...
until i reach the most sweet place ...
where i dream always to be there ...
to stay inside your heart forever ...
and never to leave ...

let me sweetheart ...
house your heart ...
and all of you ...
until i get ...
the last day ...
of my life ...
while i'm keep ...
with every second ...
loving you ...


hazem al ...
el Aug 2021
c
all my life i have been bound by the letter c
how fitting since it seems
to be shaped like manacles
ready to clasp around my wrists
around every corner
every turn i took i found her unchallenged in her rivalry  
she chose to haunt me
down to the colour of my eyes
i could not escape her
she was always there, a shadow in the corner
for have you considered
she cowered in every single line
of this poem, reflected within every word
the letter c has always been there
hazem al jaber Aug 2021
The old new ...

what should say more ...
what should more create words ...
to let you feel and know ...

got drown into my word's seas ...
tried to find another letters ...
another words ...
to create through ...
more deep words ...
that held within ...
the feelings that i hold ...
inside the heart ...
which it adored you ...
just only ...
to let you know ...
how much i loved you ...
since all years passed ...
it still a same words ...
same feelings ...
same beats ...
which it only ...
beats for you ...

even dreams ...
it an old new dreams ...
still a same dreams ...
because my love ...
is so deep ...
from that old time ...
until this time now ...
still as i started ...
the love with you ...

yes sweet angel mine ...
you are the love ...
old new ...

hazem al ...
hazem al jaber Aug 2021
The most beauteous you are...

Beautiful you are....
The most beauteous among all other women...
most beautiful between all ladies in this world...
not because of your wide eyes...
or of your long charming hair...
or of your rosary cheeks..
or of your tasty lips ...
but for the beauty which it inside you ...
and for the simply which you are in...
and for that smile which can let a vision ,
be as a reality and a true..
When you wake up ,
all the lovely flowers wake up because of you ,
just to see and to watch how beauty you are...
water got so happy ,
because will touch your face,
while you washing your face...
even the air so happy too,
because will go happily into your chest...
and the words which go out from between your lips too..
so beautiful and special you are ...
special among all the creatures,
whom created in this world...
our meet is not come by a normal chance,
it came by a fate which our God needed for us,
and because of your beauty which i always needed,
because i need the special which inside you...
The beauteous beauty you are...
not in my eyes only,
even the stars...the sky..the rain..the trees,
and the moon assure on that ...
The beauteous beauty you are...
not because they are not like you...
but because you mean a lot to me...
and you belong to my heart...
and because you owned the big place in my heart...
So,..
its my rights to call you a queen...
my only lovely queen...
and to put the golden crown on your head ...
and to grant you my heart..
yes you are...
my lovely beautiful queen...


hazem al ...
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