I am on the stage

Yet you pressurised peopleTo recognise youAs a poetAs a thinkerA pioneer of the post- modernismThat odd pill I swallowed onceAnd agreed with you allAs I wanted to make me sociableBut now I feel the adverse reactionOf that expired medicineAwkwardly Inside it createsAn aversion and nauseaSo I recently vomit in disgustPeople disagree and start to cry…

That realThe trueTenderMomentWhenI shall beChasing my dreamsAnd telling my tears to fallTo tell the delicate desireA very soft touchA real nice feelingThe joy of beingThe being of consciousnessThe feeling of belongingThe meaning of lifeThe essence of being aliveJust part the lips to utterLOVEThe heavens will openThe flesh will turn into flameAnd the soul into spiritThe…

And telling you that with zealIt was very complicateSo, for a moment I pausedAnd dived to thinkThe story is telling about usAnd we are ourselves the charactersBut nowhere is the author, writerThis is a big trick played upon usAnd treated us, as if, we are pawnsMeanwhile you go impatienceAnd pressed me to tell youThe part…

on the dry groundin the same wayI fallOn my heartWith a red roseEvery dayIn returnShe offers her lipsI kiss herWith full emotionsShe kindles a fireBut I douseWith the waterBrought from the wellOf my sensesBeing wetFrom head to legLike a fertile soilShe yieldsCropsIn green blue redin delightI harvestIn time of my thoughtlessness.

UnutteredYou forgetAll the evil deedsOf the pastAnd blow outMy senses with all your loveI am a child againNew born and innocentYour touchI inhaleWonderThe fragranceI feelBlow out sorrow and painIn the magical tidesof the ocean,the murmur soundof freedomI heardIn the wings of an un -caged birddelight of the high cliffAnd longing songof deep desertfor the rainI…

Ali, the son of Abu talib, saysIt’s a going on journey thoughPeople may not feel itLike the way they do not knowAnything what happens around themWhen they are in deep sleep.