November 21, 2013

Complete Existence

I'm with you now. 
Writing on your hand my vows & promises
Asking the Lord to keep the promise. 
So smile, I never knew Love 
except you, my Love.

All the day, I walk on the streets 
Lost, humiliated & counting the minutes
I cannot find myself, so 
I become my fathers daughter
Surviving, to meet you.

Then the night arrives 
& the hurricane in my life subsides 
Then I win back myself 
When I see you, while a tufts of your hair 
is covering some of your face
Oh my existence & the only evidence of my remain.

Your smile builds back my whole entity 
which was demolished in the daytime. 
To write on your hand promises 
that I wont ever fulfill, but my existence    
in you, makes me promise 

ShadiatiQue © 2010-2013
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November 13, 2013

The Ultimate Dress Sacrifice

While I walk around myself 
To give others a false impression, 
about me, such as 
"I have control on things in my life" 

As I do 
Every night I wake up scared 
Collapsed, intolerant of something 
Or excited about some fool 
Enclosed and Silent, 
Whose opinion is important to me. 

As he will do 
Almost take me in puzzled 
into moments of Disorientation and Confusion 
Like reaching to the final act of my opera 
but where is the convention. 

My friend I care about your opinion 
Choose for me the most beautiful color 
of these dresses - Red or Blue? 
The color of blood? and courage? 
Or The color of nature? and home? 

If I ask you 
To make the ultimate sacrifice 
for me, or be fearless, Intrepid 
Always be brave and ready to fight 
What if I take your sword 
Would you also leave me your shield.

For the sake of the old houses 
Shields are made to protect me from suffering 
But you, Ah, you are RED 
And I'm Blue No blood can stain the heaven 
and I will yet be tolerated with your opinion.


November 09, 2013

My New

Here, my heart served to you 
Take me with all your waverings
As one of your belongings. 
I'm ready.

I hold you back
yet you waited for me to realize
I'm yours.

You are my new identity
The new me I was looking for
Your eyes and lips as soft as mine
I would never hide our kisses
Let them see us hold hands
You are what matters. 

Let me take the lead, sometimes. 
Let us kiss and touch 

ShadiatiQue © 2010-2013