#khadraazeez

[khadra90]

My love from the new born moon

My stars of the ever luminous eyes

You are the ever rhythmic wave

Your heart is the blazing torch of love

Your existence the heavens joy. (

Your every breath makes me light

Your limbs are mine to hold and caress

Your smile is the sparkle of my eye.

My love your voice speaks so gentle

It lulls my nightmares into oblivion.

-Khadra-

[khadra90]

Dark

"Life after death; Has been looked upone As a theory,

With the question

Does it or doesn't it exist?

My question is

Why look forward for such an event?

"Immortality?

Maybe.

But mostly, I feel

We are looking for vengeance;

Justice!

Revenge for the injustice done upone us. As the more priviledged

Exploited the

The circumstances

And the norms society celebrates; To stampede upon us.

Kk

Last modified 20 On 2020

[khadra90]

the glad heart,

like bubbles floating to the top;

In a trance of ecstasy

staying for a while listening to chuckles

brimming at the throat . then disappearing into oblivion

just as it came. Kk

[khadra90]

Butterfly

oh the joy! the joy of the fluttering wings. climbing and climbing, an unseen flight of stairs. Rising up to the heavens to the rhythm heard by angels. The little butterfly that dances to the joy of its own heart, enchanted by blooms and their divine scent, wings touching softly in time to it's soft happy beat. The colour she sees all around bleeding into her loving soul and mirroring to her light wings; to be marvelled by the blue heavens and envied by the fluffy clouds.

kk

[khadra90]

He loved me so intensely there was no space for the haunting past. His spirit took-up all the space in my heart. Kk

[khadra90]

[khadra90]

The human in all its glory. Are we muscle? Are we skin?

Why have we dominated every known inch of earth? Was it because we carried on our backs huge boulders and planks? Or was it the dark curls and hot red lipstick?

Or isit not our

pure ability to enforce,build,adapt according to our needs? Our will to survive, utilising our surroundings: empowered soully by our ability to think

that got us this far?

kk

[khadra90]

They say

Stones get thrown

At the shinning;

The different.

It is also said,

First

They try to beat you;

And when they cannot,

They applaud you.

But if you think of yourself

As an ever growing tree.

You will

Come to understand

You need fertilizer;

The rotting, spoils.

The stinky, castings.

You need this.

As unpleasnt as it sounds,

It is what helps your growth.

Kk