The burdens of meeting - Acceptance <> Forgiveness

That was not the promise 

Mournful prayers are to be send 

above the flames of longing 

If not for some of my tears 

That still draw for me 

"The beautiful YOU"

I would not pray for you 

If not for some nostalgia of kisses

That i still seek in your darkness 

I would not show up like this

The promise in the meetings

should not be like this 

Meeting you on secrets

Speaking to you in whispers 

Hiding our desires from others  

Only seeking our selves 

in the past. 

If not for the few of mercy 

that remains in my broken heart 

I wouldn't follow the wailing path. 

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Submitted to dVerse Poets: Meeting the Bar (Contrast) with Victoria C. Slotto

S H A D I T I Q U E

Family Legacy - Perfect Poet Award Week 57

Lofty, still standing, 

even after the fall of the people 

The bloods and wounds

blinds the eyes of family 

& the wounds in the soul remains.

I knew I would bring courage

back to our Family

It skipped many many generations

before it finely landed on me!

They call me the brave one

I will not hide when there is thunder

I will not shake or go under

My poem: Convince Yourself won Perfect Poet Award Week 57

Thank you Thursday Poets Rally

 I nominate Black Swan Poetry for the next award.

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Convince yourself

When you see them

look deep into the kindness

& sweetness in our Souls 

Then you would know that, 

They cannot tolerate our happiness

Then consider that as a mild earthquake 

& remember to smile. 

Think of them as a light that 

shines between combined black clouds 

They admire the purity of our hearts

and the attractiveness of our words

Long looks, Confusing habits 

Suspicious emotions, Speaking looks 

with yellowish smiles -

Will not lead you to confrontation 

but to smile back and forgive. 

Shared with Thursday Poets Rally week 57

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Burned again

Hehe hehe

Poor me

I thought I learned a lot

Life is so hard to live in 

I Learned nothing 

Burned a lot 

Sadly what life brings

Without please is burning heats. 

How is't to be nice 

And hurt or burn 

In the name of Love

You might admit as-well 

That life is hard to be in. 

Every kiss is hidden in the night 

Every promis is forgotten in the morning

Only questions stays to be asked

Only I know the answers 

But let me ask you, what have I learned? 

I learned a lot, but nothing yet. 

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Waiting

After watching you glow 

After waiting under the old tree

I cried .. Would you just write back

Humming the old love song

Whatever you want to do 

Is OK with me

Just let me hear from you

I will wait and be the one you 

Want to run back to

In any time, in any place

I will cry and wait. 

Let's stay connected, loving 

Our journey in it's sadness

is giving to us as a joy. 

I wouldn't run alone 

Enough for me to wait and cry. 

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Harbor Life

The Combination stood, looked how I cry

on the coast of glory alone

and builders of the old buildings

left me, when the Challenge

suffer alone

She stood

We should be ashamed, harbor life,

and enough that shame, we escaped

She was mourning the days
of happiness and glory. 

We are still suffering

from the horror of the nodal

She stood

talking about itself, with a song

the lyrics braked in to our souls,

but we did not run to her

Waited years to come back to her

give her the oldest friendly

Whenever, the Queen returns,

I will work on Qualifying myself

for the completion of the promise

And a present for never land,

No, degradation!

There will never be a fugitive
between us from Covenant,

a not lax in us,

or not lying on challenge time

Almighty of God, bless her

Sublime we haven't seen patience

as her patience,

Do not Grieve... You are free

Will those human-beings

appreciate you ever

You are the safe

it's not in Justice that they inherit you

Thus ... without begging

Wrote these lines for my home country Somalia © 2007

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ShadiatiQue © 2010-2011

I preferred in my Life ... to forget

Admonition

all I hear from you is admonition

so NO admonition

Let's not mention the purgatory

Let's not remember Love

I preferred in my life ... to forget

I am tired of pains

I am fed up and in the blind

I miss my days .. where I smiled

I do not go looking for you ... anymore

Just stay in your place

Do not talk to me about your pains

And not tell me about your longings

Do not care about your affairs ... or mistakes

I do not go looking for you ... anymore

Do not reproach

Let's not mention purgatory

Let's not remember Love

I preferred in my Life ... to forget

Have mercy on me from your words

And do not split my heart with your words

I do not hear you moaning ... anymore

Because ...

I do not go looking for you ... anymore

I remember as I gave you my heart

Or as the day I dedicated my Love to you

You promised that you would not hurt me

Oh, How I lived in aspirations of the past

And I was alone ... I cry for myself

Crying the stolen aspirations

I do not go looking for you ... anymore

.

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© 2010-2011

Do not make fun

If I decide to throw myself
in to your hell. 

If I just accept the fact
 of you overwhelming me with Love.

Let's say my mind will only follow you

& I would just walk around the world

seeking your passion.

Then I would walk back home in search of you
While every child I walk across calls me creepy

Then ... 

Do not make fun of my pain

Do not afflict my pain

Because what if you one day switch places
What if it happens to you one day
and you feel my pain,
became mad like me.

I would not make fun of your
 I would be pleased by your Love

Would never make fun
of the intensity and madness

of longing

Desire or passion is ...

Like the gardens and silks of the Lord

Created as an award for us,
despite our madness in love.

An old one. I hope you like it. 

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Shining Star

My friend

What if you get tired from the world

And be satisfied with me. 

What if you get interested in me

walked towards me 

My friend

What if it you become satisfied in this world

What if I convict you, that with me you might forget 

My dear, I am ...

unique by nature and no one is like me 

I am like those who have their hearts in their hands

They give away their hearts to whom they like and Love

I am .. as you see me

I walk on the green carpet that is bend like Heaven 

Dancing to the music, that's only to be played in Heaven,

I'm mostly like a picture that been drawn by Angels.

And I am like that star ,
that had captured many astronomers hearts 

But also a star that shines only to one
whose passion and sorrow she dies for  

 I do pray for you 

& ask God to relieve from your heart

He would accept from me.
I do not suspect my heart.

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© 2010-2011

Radio

Standing on a chair 

trying to reach the radio 

Appears angry and in a rush

She reaches the radio

and starts to change between it's channels. 

Then looks at the clock on her hand 

and starts to hit the radio 

while mumbling some ugly words. 

Finely she finds the channel, 

It is the music she likes, 

runs out to call the friends, 

to listen with her.

You ignorant of what you see 

Houses appears dormant 

until the evening. 

Families get together for this 

sound to sing and dance. 

Fantasying, imagining the dresses 

of the female singer and how elegant

 the musicians would look like.

  

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