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It’s been a while

“You should write more often”

He said, as he dug out a poem,

Hidden deep in the memory labyrinth of my instagram.

A poem, that I dont even remember writing

That’s how long its been

Since I picked up my pen, inspired,

To romanticize the dullness of everyday life

As it transpired.

Until now, in this very moment.

As I lift my pen and open up my diary,

Wondering what this new poem is going to be,

About.

And I stop in my tracks,

As I close my eyes

Trying to visualize

Something beautiful.

And all I can picture is

His face on the pillow next to mine

As I struggle to find the right words for

This emotion that I can’t define.

Maybe it is high time,

That I make some words rhyme.

And write a poem just to tell him -

He’s so fine.

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"Ranting Ritual" A spoken word piece, to calm me down. . . . . . . (at Cafe Frangipani)

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"Ode to a Rainy Morning by the Lake" . . . . . . #poem #love #poet #writer #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writing #art #words #poems #quotes #poetrycommunity #wordporn #quote #poetsofig #writersofig #spilledink #poetryisnotdead #spokenword #instapoet #inspiration #artist #writerscommunity #creativewriting #napowrimo #writers #dogs #labracadabra #poemsforpuppies (at Cafe Frangipani)

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at Citadel of Qaitbay

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at Corniche Beach Alexandria

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at St. Catherine's Cathedral, Alexandria

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at Abu al-Abbas al-Mursi Mosque

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at Abu al-Abbas al-Mursi Mosque

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Untitled No. 1 Celebrating April as World Poetry Month, one poem a day. #poetrymonth #poem #love #poet #writer #poetsofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writing #art #words #poems #quotes #poetrycommunity #wordporn #quote #poetryisnotdead #spokenword #prose #artist #writerscommunity #creativewriting #poets #writers  (at Lucknow, Uttar Pradesh)

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haven’t related so well to an artwork in so long

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All I want for breakfast is you

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Sun &  Moon

I saw you at sunrise,

From the other end of the Horizon.

I was setting after having glistened

Over the silhouette of a young couple

On a full moon night.

You, you were the Sun;

Your day had just begun.

 As we “greeted” each other for a brief while

I find it hard to complain

About the unfair rules of the cosmos

That keep us apart

Because I never complained

When all those meteorites came crashing at my face

I embraced them,

And the craters that they gave.

The scars that the whole world sees

Every time that  I put on my best smile

And rise up in the night sky.

 How dare I complain

About the star that lends me his light

To reflect every night

As young love blossoms underneath it

On earth.

 You,

As you shine upon me

From a distance

Too afraid to come close

Because we both know

Ashes will be the remnants of our Love.

 So I set, at the break of Dawn

And sneak into dusk over a distant land

While you bring sunshine here.

 I hope someday you engulf me

In the fire that burns you everyday

Who knows it may heal my scars.

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Lessons from #10

It just seems like you may never fall again With all your strength and willingness put together

You find yourself hopeless

Trying to fall

All over again

But it just wont happen, Why does your soul pretend like it doesn’t care

More importantly, for how long?

Before it goes back to being

What it is,

The reckless, hopeless romantic.

And jumps too much

Dives too deep

Shatters again

Again. And again.

How hard is it to understand this one simple fact?

This is not how it goes.

Once bitten twice shy

NOT more carefree than before.

NOT easier, NOT again.

Don’t you come back drenched in sorrows and disappointments

That this world generously offers

And you gladly accept with arms wide open

 All they’ll do is

Touch and go

They will play the strings in your heart

That weren’t played for a while

Dust them off with a smile

Play gently as you dance

They dance with you even though the dance floor

Would be the last place they’d be at

They do it for you anyway,

You, get higher.

They’ll pluck a few strings off and you’ll

Gladly replace them with new ones.

You will be dancing and you wont realise

When they’ll say “Let me dim the lights”

Slowly with the light,

Their faces begin to fade

And all the love that you thought you shared

Slowly mixes with the darkness of the night

A long starless night.

You now have parts of them, that are yours.

But have you ever become somebody’s essential?

Did you ever HAVE enough to leave behind with someone?

Or was your soul too detached to ever have left anything

Behind.

Or was it too scared?

You will try everything to fill up

The empty spaces within you

The niches inside that they made

When they packed all that was theirs rightfully

Pick up the suitcase and walk out.

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Sweetheart, I’ve been frightfully busy but you know I have thought of you every minute.

F. Scott Fitzgerald to Zelda Fitzgerald (via thegirlthatcriedwolf)

I want my own F. Scott

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for the love of wes anderson and cinema

It’s almost as if there was a pattern, hmmm.

Wes Andersons filmography. All shot by Robert Yeoman except from the foxy one that was by Tristan Oliver.