My Light

The light of the moon
could barely make me see
the beauty I was looking for.
The light was even fading,
with so much looking.
I don't know how I found you,
but, I do know, that the door
opened up my light.
When you found me.

Jeddah, Nov 9, 2017

Truth

He who does not ponder,
is lazy.
He claims what he knows not,

only, because he was told so.
But truth,
is spread all around us;
If we only choose to look.
The poor fools,
scrambling,
seduced, and suffering;
through life’s winding roads,
rivers, and streams;
Truth is right here
within you.
Stand tall
and receive It,
with open arms. 

Jeddah, Nov 1, 2017

My Book

My Book

My book is my “Dream”.

And yes, She is a book I deeply love.

But I'm reading her slowly now.

So, the words are really far apart,

the spaces between the words are almost infinite.

I still feel her and the words of our story.

But it's in this endless space between the pages

that I'm finding myself now.

It's a place that's not of this material world.

It's where everything else is

that I didn't even know existed.

I love you so much.

But this is where I am now.

And this is who I am now.

And this is where I shall remain.

And I need to let you go, sometime.

As much as I don’t want to;

I can't live in your book anymore.

And you shall remain on my shelf

until they come to take me away.

And lay me down

into the soft sods of earth below.

Dancing with the worms.

Where I shall be waiting.

And if you ever find me,

I will be watching, patiently,

until you come.

So we may open my book,

once more,

Never to place it back on the shelf

ever again.

Jeddah, Oct 22, 2017

moments

There are moments in life,

When we think we are right;

When we seek opinions,

Yet choose to defy;

When our view is impaired,

By supposed thoughts;

When bias encroaches,

Our brainwashed minds;

When expectations are denied,

By fear and fright;

When our minds are so clouded,

With denial and strife.

These are the moments,

That make up our lives.

Fri, Oct 13, 2017

thoughts

thoughts,
they move, at
the speed of light;
displaying,
dark shadows,
throughout their flight;
bringing,
feelings of longing,
and despair;
back,
to the source,
of a mind that cares;
sitting,
on the porch
and waiting;
hoping,
for an eternity,
that doesn't dare;
fulfil,
an ageing dream,
of someone so rare.

The Star

A star is born,
and within her rays
our days are spent;
giving nourishment,
growth, and life.

The star brings life,
spreading her warmth,
beauty, and sunshine;
leaving us cold, only
when she reclines.

The star will die,
and with her will
we all perish;
into a darkness,
solitude, and strife.

Searching

My mind has traversed,

through hills and dales,

walking, running, and fleeting;

From back streets to highways.

From islands to continents.

From grasslands to deserts.

And what you see in me now

is the wearied traveller,

saturated with sweat,

yet, filled with fantasies.

Moving on.

Into the wind.

Destination unknown.

Lost and found.

Still searching!