She’s behind a wall so high that I couldn’t climb but I’m going to wait outside to see Maimun. She’s my moon and I’m her night time when she comes out and lets me see beneath her burqa. Maimun takes it off: her burqa her shash her dirac and lets me see
You’re light, the kind that came in through a crack on the wall. You’re hope, the kind that hung around when all was gone. I was happy, the kind that you knew was somewhere deep within, even though you didn’t feel it then. You’re mine, the kind that I wasn’t
The last time I saw Maimun words poured out of me like water squeezed from a sponge. She covered my mouth with hers as if to swallow a terrible curse that would come back to afflict us. “Forget us, forget me,” she said. Upon us was the moment of partying— my heart cracked. “I will
We are fighting Not To save us It doesn’t mean I didn’t say I love you and I will miss you.
I used to date a beauty Queen Now I see her in magazines. When the Army came calling they took away my ragged, faded jeans and gave me their Army greens, put me in a barber’s chair and took away my hair. They took away my school certificates and put
Hellen, can you hear me I was wondering if we could go out today To share a moment Just the two of us But I ain’t expecting much from you Hellen, can you hear me I’m seating here dreaming about what we used to be When we were in love, and inseparable I’ve forgotten how
No hurt hurts more unless it’s the heart that’s broken you only wish you were wiser when the feelings you had have been trampled Pain piercing your soul before tears could form the fights that you hoped shall end one day now a mosaic before you. No one stops caring anymore unless their loved
Goodbye to you is hard to say I think of you every single day why wouldn’t you stay? Goodbye why had you to say you told me to choose what means the most to me and I chose you …? Goodbye I silently cry you were my salvation Wonder why you
Sit on my lap like you love me but don’t put your hands on me. Kiss me like you love me but don’t close your eyes. Consort with me like you love me but don’t come with me.
Love and hate keep them together and love and hate mate. He, love, worships her on the altar of love has sacrificed the world for his goddess. She, hate, despises him her love for him is disgust. All what love wants is her heart, body and soul All hate gives is coldness and aloofness; yet