Blessings of a Curse

I see myself everyday
The black coat that I wear
Drenched from the Grey converged clouds
The dark blue skies
And the rain that stings my heart with every drop
Makes me kneel indeliberately
Look up subsiding to the power of He the almighty
The one that according to you I rejected
The one who’s truth according to you I denied

And though he cursed me
Fated me with torture
And gave me every reason for Blasphemy
I still love him dearly and sincerely
Believe in him more than you
Because unlike you sweet sibling
He listens
He’s silent to whatever wrong I do
The wrong he knows he had cursed me with

Oh sweet descendant
The poison that my ancestors injected into my veins
Ties me to your fate
The fate that makes me witness the sound of your words
The words that stab me indefinitely
The words you stimulate along with your ignorant companions
Against a curse that I now consider a blessing
You even taught the toddlers in our house of me being acquisitive
You taught them I only love me
You taught them about my materialism
None of which is true

You rub your money in my face when I ask for my share
Call me problem free because I get paid
I’ve never been employed to satisfy you with money
But God I know I sacrificed for you emotionally
Held you up as a 14 year old when you were on the verge of disconnection
Still and always will listen to your catasrophe
While you still reject to listen to mine
Because according to you, what I am is Blasphemy
And I still suffer in wonder
How does that make me a materialist?

You dispersed me my emotions
But the best of me stayed
The best of me will always stay…

Simply Beautiful

Aphrodite is the Goddess of Love and Beauty

This poem is dedicated to Farah Faisal =)

When the clouds scatter
After they bless us with a beautiful shower of rain
A bleak of the sun penetrates through the grey angry skies
Skies that left the kids and the weak frightened
But after the inane breakthrough of your beam
You spread peace so colorful and intangible
So uplifting and hopeful

And once your beams struck a garden
A garden with poly-colored different butterflies
And mono-colored beautiful Jasmines
Right in the center of that garden
A beautiful girl skips across
Rhythmically to the song of her singing heart
Wearing a white gown looking like Aphrodite
With a pink guitar wrapped around her holly aura
Aura so blissful and transparently white
So holly and sincere

I only write these words because
I see those butterflies in you
I see you when I look at a lonely white Jasmine
I see you when I look at an innocent little girl skipping
I see you when I listen to a joyful guitaric song
And whenever I see you, yes you!
All I have to say is
You're simply beautiful

My Open Doors

Did I not beg you not to knock on my doors again
Did I not beg you to spare twisting my twisted heart
You wrapped me up with wires of tenderness
That eventually became metallic wires of spikes that left me with emptiness

I blame you not, for I can simply not open my doors
But I'm a fool to the sound of you
That I immediately open to you my doors through your rhythm
I'm a coward to the figure of you
That I simply subside to your profundity

And so through my open door
You'll feed on the abyss amount of love that I offer
And just before I feed on bliss
You simply slam my door onto my face

And though I know my ink of tears won't dry
Love,
I beg you again
Knock on my door no more
Ring neither my bell nor phone
For I can't help but answer your call