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His Love

Too dangerous to forgive
It's too painful to forget
Burnt into memory
I don't know if he will even regret
Can he not see the pain in my eyes?
Is there not a mistake to correct?

The beauty of peace
The danger of wars
The eyes do all the fighting:
His are arrogant, vain, sparkling stars
Mine, longing and defeat
Trapped behind metaphoric locks and bars.

Tears run down
But he does not even see
All he has to do is turn and look
Then he'll know how we were meant to be
That strange thing, love
All it needs is to be set free.

The ocean of his eyes I drown in everyday
Has never come to me as a peaceful stay
Being set free from this painful love
That i have not got the correct word for
The beauty of peace will never come in ease
The vain in my heart that have cut indeed
Must be the fault of this strange default

In the beauty of his eyes I have drowned several times
I see never a sign in those eyes
It’s hard to see and not be free
From the terrible thoughts I feel
i wish to be held far away from this kind of sorrow
But I know that will happen never tomorrow

Often in times I rather be deaf or blind
And not hear anymore the piercing sounds of the voices that try to fill me with doubt
I have always wished to feel your embrace
But yet in this world of loneliness I see your face
I don’t anymore know what to think about
It’s hard to see you and look away
But his love becomes bigger day by day

He cut me open deep inside
Stay close or forget I can’t anymore hide
My heart has broken to pieces
it has been a big collide
This pain increases everyday
i cant anymore stay

Love is the feeling of pain
It sometimes even feels like you cut a vein
You feel like you have been cut into pieces inside
And never will you have pride
I don’t want anymore behind him to hide
I wish we can stay side by side

Although the pain and the sorrow
His love will last until tomorrow
I wish this to be a nightmare I can awake from today
But in this nightmare forever I will stay





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kanita said...
Mar. 3, 2009 at 12:28 am
awesome poem i love it :)
 
AishaMujtaba said...
Mar. 3, 2009 at 12:14 am
WOW! Asal, damn you are TALENTED!
I swear, you should get a book published. This is really good, hope you write other poems like this.
GREAT JOB! The vibe in your poetry actually makes you feel depressed.
This is really creative =)
 
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