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  • An Attempt to Write Poetry

    LET ME IN

    Let me in.

    Let me dwell in your heart for ever,

    not a passing traveler.

    Your love is the nest for my tormented soul.

    To make you loved is my goal.

    Let me in

    Let me dwell in your soul

    My love,

    take my hand and lead us to eternity,

    holding each other close and tight.

    Your love is my warmth

    in the darkness of a chilly night.

    Your heart is my shelter

    Please let me in;

    Please let me in.

    ( To the woman who inspired me )

  • #2
    THE FIRST KISS

    She said give me a kiss.
    I can not go on without your bliss.
    Let my virgin lips live on the sweetness of your kiss.
    Your kiss is the chariot that takes my soul to the land of dreams.
    To make me live an eternal moment of joy.
    Kiss me tender.
    Let my existence dance and rejoice.

    Oh, a gentle kiss in a wild night!
    The darkness of the night melts my coyness.
    The warmth of your lips ignites the heat of my ecstasy
    My lips on your lips, our souls are mingled.
    You and I are one forever and forever and forever.

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    • #3
      aahhh bless your heart

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      • #4
        A Lover Call



        Where are you, my beloved? Are you in that little
        Paradise, wattering the flowers who look upon you
        As infants look upon the breast of their mothers?

        Or are you in your chamber where the shrine of
        Virtue has been placed in your honor, and upon
        Which you offer my heart and soul as sacrifice?

        Or amongst the books, seeking human knowledge,
        While you are replete with heavenly wisdom?

        Oh companion of my soul, where are you? Are you
        Praying in the templ? Or calling Nature in the
        Field, haven of your dreams?

        Are you in the huts of the poor, consoling the
        Broken-hearted with the sweetness of your soul, and
        Filling their hands with your bounty?

        You are God's spirit everywhere;
        You are stronger than the ages.

        Do you have memory of the day we met, when the halo of
        You spirit surrounded us, and the Angels of Love
        Floated about, singing the praise of the soul's deed?

        Do you recollect our sitting in the shade of the
        Branches, sheltering ourselves from Humanity, as the ribs
        Protect the divine secret of the heart from injury?

        Remember you the trails and forest we walked, with hands
        Joined, and our heads leaning against each other, as if
        We were hiding ourselves within ourselves?

        Recall you the hour I bade you farewell,
        And the Miriamite kiss you placed on my lips?
        That kiss taught me that joining of lips in Love
        Reveals heavenly secrets which the tongue cannot utter!

        That kiss was introduction to a great sigh,
        Like the Almighty's breath that turned earth into man.

        That sigh lef my way into the spiritual world,
        Announcing the glory of my soul; and there
        It shall perpetuate until again we meet.

        I remember when you kissed me and kissed me,
        With tears coursing your cheeks, and you said,
        "Earthly bodies must often seperate for earthly purpose,
        And must live apart impelled by worldly intent.

        "But the spirit remains joined safely in the hands of
        Love, until death arrives and takes joined souls to God.

        "Go, my beloved; Love has chosen you her delegate;
        Ober her, for she is Beauty who offers to her follower
        The cup of the sweetness of life.
        As for my own empty arms, your love shall remain my
        Comforting groom; you memory, my Eternal wedding."

        Where are you now, my other self? Are you awake in
        The silence of the night? Let the clean breeze convey
        To you my heart's every beat and affection.

        Are you fondling my face in your memory? That image
        Is no longer my own, for Sorrow has dropped his
        Shadow on my happy countenance of the past.

        Sobs have withered my eyes which reflected your beauty
        And dried my lips which you sweetened with kisses.

        Where are you, my beloved? Do you hear my weeping
        From beyond the ocean? Do you understand my need?
        Do you know the greatness of my patience?

        Is there any spirit in the air capable of conveying
        To you the breath of this dying youth? Is there any
        Secret communication between angels that will carry to
        You my complaint?

        Where are you, my beautiful star? The obscurity of life
        Has cast me upon its bosom; sorrow has conquered me.

        Sail your smile into the air; it will reach and enliven me!
        Breathe your fragrance into the air; it will sustain me!

        Where are you, me beloved?
        Oh, how great is Love!
        And how little am I!

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        • #5
          Kanga,

          That was so beautiful to read.

          Thank you

          Ahlame

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          • #6
            Kanga,

            WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW WOW


            You are the godess.

            Bless you.


            Salwah.


            Saha ftourkoum

            Salwah

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            • #7
              Re: Kanga and Lonely Arab

              I was going to say one reverant word -"Profound"-
              Then I realized me saying only one thing would
              shatter the chatter in heaven..so....
              "You guys ROCK!"

              That is 3 words, Kanga's lucky number.

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              • #8
                Re: Re: Kanga and Lonely Arab

                Also this is the one and only comment you will ever get out of me on your poetry threads, I hate wrecking 'attempted threads' for poetry as well as Attempted poetry...if this is attempt I have to see your idea of a polished work.... Also I remember Lonely Arab speaking of writing a book....now you can all see why he should. I apologize for interupting...you will give us more poems won't you? PLEEEEEEEASE? You guys are good. I concluded that you both wrote these ones, right? I hope you both think of publishing them one day because they're great. Next time if I have any comments I will put them elsewhere. Please carry on...

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