I am suffocated of your smile

Do not smile
Whenever you smile
the more narrowed my life becomes

Is this how you made them,
know about our love,
Do you not know,
there is no home for our love.

You are pure

And have a new sense of
dispassion

You have a beautiful soul.
Always in your pocket
There is stories of lovers
and your always ready
to tell me about them
And how they lived,
in dreams.

I am not like you
So do not smile!

I am suffocated of your smile
I loved it before, but now
It cause me strangulation
And a serious concern, about us.

So that is how I hide my love
 I always hide it from them
From theire Black Hearts

They want to see us parting
They always doubt the
purity of our love.

Why are you like that
Not protecting our love
always telling them about our love

Why don't you cover up
the light of our life
Until all the lights safely,
lights only to us.

Why do you smile,

When they complain
Whenever envy they show us -
Whenever enlighten your smile become.

 Shared for: One Shot Wednesday, 17.nov. 2010

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Silence

When the sun of my
 words goes down
 I do not see a path
for my words
other than silence!

While my eyes
every day eager,
after your aroma,
and you no longer you
While my hurt wings
screams out the longings
and nostalgic to you,
without making a voice!

Almost tearing up
thousands of questions
Why did I fall
in Love, and what
have I gained
 to you?

Do you think that
you betrayed me
and forgot all
our old promises

you might forgot
 and sold.

Or that your heart
may have found another
Just like what I've been told!

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© 2010

Heart Lost

Heart Lost

Heart unsteady finds his way

Heedless of this, or this

Walking and falter in the walk

Stops, looks around!

Looking for something

Stops often, Seen both seen

Sometimes sings

And sometimes, silent!

Apparently troubled

Looking for the old harmony

The secret tears comes out

Walking, and falter in the walk

Sometimes sings

And sometimes makes a voice!

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 Written By S. Sharp

© 2007

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 One Shot Wednesday nov. 10. 2010 

Affection

How many Faithful,

had been betrayed
by his always faithful mate

How many freinds recieved
from freinds affection.
many bitter and unhappy days.

World of feelings
have grim face today
and the old oasis of emotions
have withered features

How we suffer in loss
and sacrifice the precious ones
to save the old freindliness

No many freinds do sacrifice.

What is kinder than them
Accompanied them for ages
talked to them for a period
I could not find a more Delicious
Companionship!

But -,
The other ones, stick around
with mirage in their sensation.
Always rebellious in their feelings
And harsh with their behavior.
They never sacrifice for you.

They just stick around

to see your fall in the next round.

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Shared for: One Shot Wednesday

Unsteady and so Fickle

Unsteady , and so Fickle
Changing whenever he wants

Without any problems.

Everything in him is so Shaky
and fluky -There is always
 too much of "him" in him
That makes him so variable
Unsteady even when we dance.

His ways of rushing
into life, makes him very impulsive
no regrets, nothing can stop him

He can force me to be like him

impulsive and mutable

Among others expectations
we still go on and on!

No harm would he ever cost me

Just confusing days and situations
I'm casual, but he is spontaneous
I would not match his glib
and point of views.

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Despondent

So,

While appearing busy to the max

While I sway to left and right

Preparing to send again
Messages of a dreamer to the sky

Building between the clouds

New days of happiness

When suddently my messages

turns back to me, without

affecting any!

My messages goes back to me

and I'm silent on my seat - despondent

Always dreaming in a dream

I fall of the sky as a result of daydreaming

And the falling dream, twists back

To float on the lake of memories,
To disappear, dream after a dream. 

My dreams goes back, in despair

Everyday after revealing a secret

That's unable to remain

Your name, in the pages of the sky

Your name, in the pages of the sky
is inscribed above the clouds

Leave from above,

in care to me.

Shared for Thursday Poets Rally 04.11.10

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Martyr

Fall from our martyr

We have seen how he fell ... From afar
-
Fell to the ground martyr, Fell smiling ...

Was Happy, he fell Smiling ...
-
Thank God

Received the certificate ... Got happiness

His house got high ... Certificate

-
Thank God

Fell closed to us, Carried him on our shoulders

Seen from afar ... Was Happy he fell Smiling ...

-

Thank God

In the name of God, he fought ...

And Allahu Akbar... he fell smiling

 -

He remembered the God very much

Fought in his process often

Frequently asked God

Oh God certificate

-
We saw after him awarded

Was Happy

Found what he wanted

Fell to the ground martyr

-
Referred him to the Supreme ... For awards

God, we count him with martyrs

-
Your slave does it...

Coming to you "Martyr" Stained with blood

Suggestive of verses, and smiling ... Happiness

--
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 © 2007

Moments of happiness

From afar appeared

The Sun of thanklessness

And there from afar he stood 

stricken, injured by motionlessness

-

Thirsted after the waters of paradise
Seeking the silk dress of paradise

-

He once told me

with eyes full of misery

That moments of happiness

Always tense his nerves

Troubles his disturbed conscience
-
Smiles and giggles of others
always exhausted his good intentions
He never envied joys of others

Maybe a small suggestion to be jealous

-

The dances with hugs  

Given and taken tenderness

Fresh water, From a nearby river

Was the last seen moments of happiness

--

© 2010

Shared for: One shot Wednesday Oct. 27. 2010

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My mesmeric melody

Fascinating 

How mesmeric is my melody

-

When I, as usually

Hide in the corner

Full of purity and modesty

-

After I lit the lanterns around me

where I play in my flute

Quietly and in harmony

-

All of sudden

You return in my memories

and all the old melancholy

catching you up in torpidity

-

Until I be betrayed

by all my expectations

with your old arrogance

you walk towards me

-

Would he say -

Now he walks on thorns,

and wants repent 

between my hands, wants he?

-

All of sudden

I continued to play

Abundance of tears

Rejects your return

My mesmeric melody
Enhances from my position
-
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© 2010

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Shared for: One shot Wednesday Oct. 13. 2010

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O, solicitous ... O, joyless

O, my dear ... you seem
 so concerned ...  joyless

Your always in tribulations
They told me your in distress
 Lost in your imaginations

Here I am ...

knocking at your door
Standing in front of you

Locking you out of your frustrations
_
Asking you a question
What shakes your existence
 ... again? 

Let not alone hast
Toss out your pain
And not carry alone your sorrows

Honor to me ..
If you release of you

And forget ...

The ungrateful ... denier
The reason of your grief

© 2010