Tonight,
I put my dreams in my heart
And close my eyes
And open windows of my heart for YOU..
I understand now
How much YOU are beautiful to be loved
YOU are one to me, no big blue can be the same!
Never oceans, Never rivers,
Never pure silence of beaches…
Never noisy LoVe of waves…
Just enough to hear music of eternity
And a chance to be with YOU..
Fascinated by endless excitement,
To be a pure lover, a wild lover and supreme
As eternal as all infinity,
As immense as the loves of ocean whole the universe ..
An aim to reach,
But You are
Too far.. Too close..
Bit by bit..
Little by little..
Drop by drop..
Wave by wave…
January 9, 2008 at 3:33 am
Very Nice
January 9, 2008 at 6:00 am
Lovely! Who wrote this?
January 9, 2008 at 6:25 am
Zios,
Cibele, Welcome to my blog. Poems in this blog are mine, otherwise i write name of the poet..
January 9, 2008 at 8:09 am
waw What can i say? VERY *unique* this poem…
January 9, 2008 at 1:55 pm
Cibele, Aww, Thank you
January 9, 2008 at 3:58 pm
Ooooh, Lovely!
January 9, 2008 at 4:49 pm
Achelois, Thank you dear.
Akismat ate your comment again. Seems Akismat doesnt love lovely women like you
January 9, 2008 at 8:46 pm
Love it
January 10, 2008 at 1:40 am
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate me from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus The Lord. – Romans 8
January 10, 2008 at 5:15 am
salaam,
very nice poem.
January 10, 2008 at 2:54 pm
lol nice to see the poem came to rescue ; u got my point? now find out who is sleeping in your blog investigating who and what !!! if you do I will write a poem especially for you.
correction:
“..As eternal as all infinity,
As immense as the loves of ocean whole the universe ..”
To:
.. As eternal as the unidentified infinity,
As immense as the powerful ocean engulfing the hopes of distant lovers..
January 10, 2008 at 3:02 pm
Xavier, can u write me a poem without having to distribute virtual pillows and blankets?
January 10, 2008 at 7:03 pm
This cold morning day
I have a confession to make
I confess to the sun
The moon is become too cold
For a lover’s heart
I confess to the river;
The ocean is become too turbulent
For the heart ship to cross beyond.
I confess to the volcano;
The blazing fire no longer gives heat
To keep love alive.
I confess to the iceberg;
My surprise as to
Why when things get colder it starts to melt.
Oh heart of MAN
How fragile you are
Isn’t love warmer than the sun
Colder than the bottom of the ocean?
Oh heart of WOMAN
How strong you are
To contain all the warmth
To dismiss all the needs
Just to stand proud and
pretend you are colder than ice.
When I think of the ultimate love of ALL
The love of Allah
I just drift away and wish
It is not the likes of a woman’s love to man
But the love of man to woman..
But again and again
Is love a medal
One offers to others?
Or is it a potential
To cope with pleasing others?
Sun or Moon
River or Ocean
Kiln or volcano
I confess
It is cold today
My heart is as warm as ever
And i wonder
And wonder
If a walk at the cold beach
Will cool me down..
So much love to give
Heart is getting fat
I will survive !!
January 10, 2008 at 8:01 pm
January 15, 2008 at 1:21 am
Xavier, ٌٌBeautiful poem.. Ok survive. No problem..
January 15, 2008 at 1:22 am
Leila,
January 17, 2008 at 8:37 pm
OK shahrazad you can come out of your hiding now; I will not survive this cold storm if the sun doesnt come out soon from the southern hemisphere…. how are you leila? is it cold where you are? smart girl
January 17, 2008 at 10:03 pm
hey shahi, where are you? long time, no see…miss u darling
xavier, i am fine thanks, how are you? alhamdulillah its getting better in Bosnia… how u r managing without sun ?
January 17, 2008 at 10:56 pm
I am a survivor leila..
and I know the sun will come out soon, trust me.. what are you doing in Bosnia?
My God it brings back bitter memories.. hows things there now? did people overcome the atrocities of the “good peaceful loving ” orthodox Christians?
January 18, 2008 at 2:36 am
We are all hoping for sun these days…
“good peaceful loving ” neighbors are quiet now. But we are sure its not because they want to, but because they have to. People are recovering, but still very careful. I am sure you know what these beasts were doing, so it is very hard to forget.
January 18, 2008 at 2:40 am
Shahrzaad darling, will I see “today is Friday” tomorow? Plzzzzzzzz honey, I miss those mucho..
January 18, 2008 at 10:30 am
leila; Ye “beasts” is a good word for those “loving” angels .. I still remember the bitter feeling from those days as the world watched and watched b4 they got the nerve to interfere ; but the second an israeli is killed by an oppressed occupied Palestinian the world turns upside down.. Its good Allah created man with short memory otherwise the pain will live forever.
It seems Shahrazad is hibernating for the winter.. OR maybe her husband is become too jealous of the attention she is receiving
. I am sure she will not miss “Today is Friday” though 
January 18, 2008 at 1:18 pm
Leila, I am posting “Today is Friday” post right now.
Xavier, Hibernating for the winter is started since Autumn. Not winter. My husband enjoys when people admire me. He does not become jealous bcs he knows i am very loyal wife and only for him. Smile!!