He is not beautiful in worldly sense
But when he walks the earth moistens
Saplings grow, desert experiences snow.
And when he breathes the spring envies
Flowers blooms with his fragrance
And tempests come in calmest seas.
When he cries the sun goes down
The stars lose shine and gaze his eyes.
In a world that hates, he loves like a fool.
I wish I could tell him he is more than beautiful.

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There are nights when each end of the stars chokes my soul, tears it open and fills it up with stardust.
There are nights when my thoughts are darker than the sky and my mind feels lighter than these clouds. Its floats around somewhere out there and gets lost leaving my body stringed with these worldly attachments.
There are nights I cry to the moon and try to engulf its glow. These nights take some light years to get over and sometimes only a blink of an eye. My heart experiences high and low tides, swims in my emotions or drowns in it.
These nights seize my existence but frees me and I forget how to feel. Then the sun rises again and I sigh with relief.

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Paint rainbows on my skin
With the colours of your sin
Turn my mind on
Tickle every inch of my bones
And,
Carve your name on them
With just a touch of your fingertips
Make love to my soul
Every time there comes an eclipse

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This is a dry world my love
Even the heaviest rain can not drench the pain out of our hearts.
There is hunger for flesh and skin
People are captivated with the bubble pleasure of sex, money and sin
That’s why I’m afraid to continue my journey
There is no thirst for love
The oceans are just depthless over and above
We only float in the fear of drowning
There are tsunamis inside our heads
We can only make love but not feel it on our old beds
Here, the promises are only words blown away with air
In between all the fake loud laughs our smiles disappear
We need to be lost to get found
We are terribly lonely with everyone around
Here the soul can not dance and sing
Or dream and cry
This is a broken broken world
That’s why I live in thy.

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Far away from here is a place I call home.
I will take you there someday if you accept your defeat to these worldly conflicts.
Far away from here I built a world of my own
Where souls rest under shades of tress long ago sown.
I will sit with you over there someday after planting some sunflowers.
We will colour the walls of our hearts in blue and forget there are rivers.
Far away from here the heaven resides
And once you are ready to die in my arms
We will live forever and watch sunrise.

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Meet me when the colour of your eyes reflects love. Meet me when you start planting flowers, unaffected by the hatred spread in this world. Meet me when stars lose their shine, we'd paint the sky differently.
Meet me when you don't want the night to fade and scream your heart out. I'll dance with your darkness so wildly that you'll no longer chase light. Meet me and tell me how you feel when you get up in morning before the alarm rang, tell me why you can't sleep and what you think while staring the moon.
And if you run out of words, meet me, I'll kiss your lips and discover poetry that are hidden in your mind for so long. Just meet me.

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Laws of universe are lies. I knew this when our eyes met, yours and mine. And the emptiness of your eyes felt so deep that I couldn't do anything but drowned. It was just like the galaxies, consisted of nothing but nothingness and a force that attracts the universe, so was I attracted to you. It was all a lie that time travel is impossible because I went to millennia ago and found myself lost in you, I visited all the tomorrows and was welcomed with waves of your happy tears all in the blink of an eye. I floated in the space and never felt tired. It was a lie that we must be dead to get a new life because in your eyes I lived in heaven and hell. In your eyes I saw darkness dancing with lights. I lived a few forevers in your eyes but my soul had not aged. It was a lie that time flies as when I flied around in your eyes nothing changed after each of my flight. Just as motion and rest are relative, so is time. When my eyes blinked it felt so long and when my eyes were open wide seeing you, everything else were in rest, only the motion of emotions was taking place in our body, mind and soul. The existence of time was indeed a lie and it was when our eyes met I realised all the truths.

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And if there's no tomorrow,
Are you still holding on to whatever
That no longer holds you?
Are you still waiting, not knowing
what awaits you?
Are you going to overhear
what birds sing while trying to cage them? Or
Overlook the stars shining while trying to touch the sky again?
Are you plucking the flower
or water it to grow ?
Are you standing in the seashore
Or swimming with the flow?
And if there's no tomorrow
Will you question or believe
this moment is all you own
This moment is what you could achieve
And if there's no tomorrow
Are you still afraid to love yourself,
Still afraid to live?

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You felt like home and while I tried to come in, realised I was happier as a Bedouin.

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Everything is fair in love and war because life is unfair and these two are same as death. In these, either you win or you lose where as living is tangling in between.

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