Amour - Mayed Al Qasimi 03/03/2010
Seduce me, confuse me Tell a lie You tease me, raining you pour As minutes pass I'll watch the hourglass Till I have you near And days fall, and nights fall From up high A vision you can't ignore It is my fate On that I shall fixate Till I have you near amour My heart climbs, you're sublime I see your face appear But I'm only dreaming of the day you're here Come love me, and hold me Let us fly Softly we shall kiss and soar Above the grass My thoughts I shall amass Till I have you near amour And magic, your magic Has spelled me in this sphere I am simply mesmerized by you my dear And moons fall, and stars fall Comets cry Like seashells they come to shore And so I wait For that appointed date Till I have you near amour Tears - Mayed Al Qasimi 23/02/2010
Her eyes were like a starry sky Oh night let me be her knight Tears on her cheeks so pretty Way rivers meet so witty Her smile begs a million smiles To dawn let it stay foregone Hope this night will never end Make that it froze I'll pretend Her hips sway with such a trip Dazzling me with mystery Love is a journey we take Through fields of flowers that break Her hands touch a new romance Like whistles to eardrums meet That tingling slow sensation Builds to a strong foundation Her voice on an octave lives So sweet I cannot deny My eyes water up to free All that I conceal from thee Her skin of a soft satin Under the moonlight it shines Alluring to forever And there he appears to her Her song with me out of time Forgotten she walks on by To join another poor man Where one ended one began Her final act made me cry For her I would give my life Yet she chose to neglect me And plant seeds of agony Her vanity not her fault But that of those who deceive She wanted so much to run Unfortunately not done Her wish was to spread some joy Those vultures of happiness Took all that away from us Of true love they were jealous So now I just wait to die Unless she returns to me Just the thought of her away I cannot observe this day Now I will fade and decay Story - Mayed Al Qasimi 19/02/2010
I see pain, I see jeers I see sadness all these years Don't you know? Life holds too many sad stories Each and every story Holds a truth to absent glory Let it be known Let it be known I see love, I see fears I see goodness all my dears Don't you know? Life is too short for worries Become a person learned And you will be rewarded He will return He will return I see death, I see tears I see misery and biers Don't you know? Life is sacred in all its glories Killing your victims Will never solve your problems It'll make it worse It'll make it worse In your heart you will find Renewed faith in humankind Don't you know? Our world is neighbouring cities So love one another Mother, sister, father, brother Our children don't deserve To face our mistakes ![]() An earthquake measuring 7.3 on the Richter scale struck Haiti on 12 January. The death toll has risen to 230,000. Please help your fellow human. http://www.ifrc.org/ Love - Mayed Al Qasimi 09/02/2010
You touch my heart in ways I can't see You make me happy as happy can be The sound of your voice is a symphony You're more than my destiny The wind cradles the pure scent of you Filling my mind with a breath of your hue I can't remember a feeling as true My lonely heart beats anew Your skin feels warm to touch and to kiss Your lips taste as sweet as heavenly bliss Your eyes are shy yet I cannot dismiss The frisson of your bodice I will hold you now close to my chest To keep you warm as my love will attest The way I feel is so seldom expressed I love you it is confessed Friends - Mayed Al Qasimi 03/02/2010
Hold on, reminisce and drown despair My friends you are as sunlight and a breath of fresh air Be true, I care for you, I'll be there A promise I will keep till the end of days, I swear If someday you're not feeling alright I'll do all I can to make your day a bit more bright Whenever the darkness blinds your sight I pray that my love for you will keep your path alight Blue - Mayed Al Qasimi (written Haiku style) 28/01/2010
Trees - Mayed Al Qasimi 28/01/2010
As the fresh, awakening wooden breeze So sharply and smoothly brushes my cheek And the crunchy, crippling cloud I walk on Reminds me of times I do wish to keep I fall fast to this fast fall of tall trees Vociferously my conscience doth shriek For I am to see not what is foregone But what has been yet unfrozen, I weep |











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