Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

The Strawberry woman

© 2010-2015 Ali Taha Alnobani rights reserved

I know, strawberry has charm
But this time, it is a moon in spring temples
A Call beaming in the morning
And a mascot painted on god's arm
Your lips proclaim another speech
About angels ceremony for love
Which conduct there in  paradise
Over fire, under ice
Near the golden beach
That nobody can reach
***
I know strawberry has  light
Of  wonderful colors
Mixed of wonder and delight
But you  are the one who tells the sun
The source of might
And the sky song
Which engraved on life sight
 ***



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Saturday, April 29, 2017

My crutches

Written By: Ali Taha Alnobani

© 2010-2015 Ali Taha Alnobani rights reserved


There, I walked with  Nabatians in Petra

My crutches:

You shared me all my life

But I didn't

I was a bird

My wings shared the love rhyme

To take a look before the adventure

To have love forever

***

My desire is wider than the open sea and the sky

 Feathers which grew on my two crutches

Drank the wind like a roaring waterfall

I can understand the madness

I can live in a wild flower

Then fly with the pollen

To taste the remote ports

And breathe like sails

***

The story started in a remote forest

When a strange man was chopping the wood

 Then a crazy magician puffed on them to be crutches

Till that moment, I had no wings

But the feathers grew from my soul in a very cold night

The fire shaped me to be a love bird

 Singing once and traveling an other

***

" you are mad" said the trees

My face, my neck, were nervous

And afraid of squeeze

The long days became short

And my desire is as wide as the seas

I couldn't escape

But I knew life more and more

***

Inside me

There is a cave of horror echo

A voice asked me to try

To go out

To have a moment with the vast sky

Angels and monsters are living together

An angel upstairs

A monster downstairs

None sees the other

But the bird

Can draw his mad city

Despite the long roads

And the dark cave

***

My crutches

I'm the heart of the earth

And you are my sail

To draw the life taste

***

And you

Believe me; start now

There are many things to do
For the sake of love and life


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The Three Lovers

The island of prince “Khalis"

The kack Story

The Deposit

Advice is Worth a Camel

Consultation

"Put in the pannier"

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A competition

The Woman and the Mud Toy

Friends

The Chicken Eagle

The Child Woman

Ali's Camel

Jokes

Living Crutches

The shiny piaster

Honor Crime

Children of Yemen

Jerusalem is the capital of Palestine

I took a photo for Jupiter during Lunar eclipse 2018

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Anti-terrorism, loud thinking

Mentality of the terrorist

Terrorism everywhere

A world without conscience

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Fall Farewell

BY : Paul Jackson
A Poet from Augusta , USA
A poem about my wife.

© 2011 by  Paul Jackson
 We walked that fall day
looking at the leaves,
we talked that day;
Nature, you, and me.


“The leaves are so beautiful,”
I said, as we communed together,
“It’s Nature’s last farewell
Before the dying weather.”


“Life is like the leaves, I think,”
You said, almost too softly to hear.
“It has its most beautiful moment
When it knows that death is near.”


“Too bad it’s not the same,
for people,” I replied.
You stopped, and turned, and took my arms,
And looked into my eyes.


“Sometimes, perhaps, it just might be,”
you whispered to the wind.
“Am I beautiful now?” you asked.
As we resumed our walk a gain.


***
And then, that night you slipped from life—
To your immortal end.
And still, to me, your beauty lasts,
my dear Forever Friend!


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The Shroud Thief

The Three Lovers

The island of prince “Khalis"

The kack Story

The Deposit

Advice is Worth a Camel

Consultation

"Put in the pannier"

Friendship

A competition

The Woman and the Mud Toy

Friends

The Chicken Eagle

The Child Woman

Ali's Camel

Jokes

Living Crutches

The shiny piaster

Honor Crime

Children of Yemen

Jerusalem is the capital of Palestine

I took a photo for Jupiter during Lunar eclipse 2018

Good and evil terrorism!

Hunger Games in the Middle East

Believers kill non-believers even if they are their parents!

Drive out evil from our world!

Anti-terrorism, loud thinking

Mentality of the terrorist

Terrorism everywhere

A world without conscience

America and ISIS

Mission Impossible

Disappointed call

These are beautiful Expression - a kind of Haiku

By : Anant
From India
© 2011 by Anant


 

YOU and I
Truthful life
Sinful lies
Firing maya
Making I
***
Trust friends
Blindness, wounds
Love heals, lack pains
Smile in day
Cry in night
***
Explore void
Flawless fume
Fly in arms
You cry…have my eyes
***
Your eyes..not slept
Heart wants…Mind don'ts
Yes no…plays  games
***
Precious heart
Like white chart
Draw me
Like a modern art
I would
Run your finger fast
***
My heart
you and all
Welcome all
You stay a while
Make space
For all
***
I fly
Heart sings
High in sky
Free soul
The perfect life
All desires
***
Music in my soul
listen with your whole
Gift me the strings
Heart or soul
***
Gift you
Loving heart
Feel ecstasy now or never
Share dream
Unfulfilled dream
I swing
To make wing
To fix on you
Within your dream
***
Beautiful Life
My world
never dream
in bliss
make life real
***
Life for real
String of breath
Each own a meaning
counts are limitless
Breath you take
Brings smile
I WISH Your bliss
Now and forever
***
Wonderful haiku
Like oasis
Merging ocean and sky
In ecstasy
Enjoying haiku
Beautiful you


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Read also

Fork, Knife and Pen  

A Zionist Friend!

The Tale of the Enchanted Handkerchief

Fatoom, the Daughter of the Beggars

The Shroud Thief

The Three Lovers

The island of prince “Khalis"

The kack Story

The Deposit

Advice is Worth a Camel

Consultation

"Put in the pannier"

Friendship

A competition

The Woman and the Mud Toy

Friends

The Chicken Eagle

The Child Woman

Ali's Camel

Jokes

Living Crutches

The shiny piaster

Honor Crime

Children of Yemen

Jerusalem is the capital of Palestine

I took a photo for Jupiter during Lunar eclipse 2018

Good and evil terrorism!

Hunger Games in the Middle East

Believers kill non-believers even if they are their parents!

Drive out evil from our world!

Anti-terrorism, loud thinking

Mentality of the terrorist

Terrorism everywhere

A world without conscience

America and ISIS

Mission Impossible

Disappointed call