Flowers are on their way to bloom
Birds do twitter in the sky
You see
The sea &
...
First, I needed to cry
In utter pain
On every shoulder
I cried my eyes out
...
I love my days in Spring
All life all young all new
The stars
That were too far
...
We are all against terrorism
We are people for love
Against people who hate
We are East and West
...
It was a world
That we once lived in
And it was shattered
Like once our heart within
...
First, when the shadow stood
Behind the window
It wasn't winter yet
Or it was winter -
...
I dreamt
That I was a princess
In the Holy Land
A little young princess
...
I wondered
It's just one word
That summoned me
All that distance
...
I would prefer to let the poetry speak!)
Spring
Flowers are on their way to bloom
Birds do twitter in the sky
You see
The sea &
The sky
Are blue
Love is the essence of life
And I am on my way to you!
'We must learn to live together as brothers or perish as fools....' -Martin Luther King. And what a piece of wisdom.
'First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.' - George Bernard Show. And we have an Arab novelist, Ehsaan Abdel Koddoos, telling us: 'your first love is your last love' - with a double meaning; I think the true love is the love that lives and lives both in the heart and mind while all what remains is the good and kind memory.... What do you think?
'To have great poets there must be great audiences '- Whitman Thank you 'poemhunter.com' for your distinguished web site.... Eman
Flowers love to bloom. The birds love to chirp. The sea and sky love to be in blue. And I with love move towards you. What a poem in a few lines! . Wonderful ideas the poem conveys.
John Keats says: A thing of beauty is a joy forever I say: A glimpse of love is a life forever Love lives to never die
As for myself I am neither veiled nor unveiled: I am neither fanatic nor loose: (this is not to say that all veiled are fanatic nor all unveiled are loose) ... I think I am and I am trying to be decent...
'First love is only a little foolishness and a lot of curiosity.' - George Bernard Show. And we have an Arab novelist, Ehsaan Abdel Koddoos, telling us: 'your first love is your last love' - with a double meaning; I think the true love is the love that lives and lives both in the heart and mind while all what remains is the good and kind memory.... What do you think?