Writing is the expression of my heart.
I lay my eyes on velvety ruby petals The stampede in my heart gently settles The symmetry in its magnificent bloom The intoxicating scent of its perfume
By Maha Kadafour4 months ago in Poets
I first met Mother Earth at my favorite cafe, In the outskirts of town, away from the fray. She sat by the window, gazing into space.
By Maha Kadafourabout a year ago in Poets
Dew drops on grass blades Waiting for the sun to rise Embracing the change
Everything is beautiful. Everything is right. Everything is meaningful. Everything is light. Everything is perfect. Everything is clear.
Waves of light, rays of color Merging and dancing Entwining, colliding, gliding Through, around, encompassing, engulfing
The incessant voices tell you 10,000 things Speaking at once, cocooning you in metal strings Shutting out the light as they wrap away,
Truth be told, it's all a dream Beliefs aren't always what they seem Your soul straddles the line between Two worlds: the seen and unseen