no more wasted tears
cry leave the last mistake behind
these moments will pass
yet memories will come and go
in time the only thing that matters
will be now and then it's gone
till then remember this was made
yesterday only now
in tomorrows eyes we lasted past
midnight waiting for the sun
making rainbows from echoes
found in laughter

this city grew from ashes
slaves rested behind
the wall between freedom
and you were born
in turmoil
there's no telling why
just living will tell
so let the moon
speak before the dark overtakes
your dreams
there's always light
chase them till found

yes love will always be spoken
felt in the beginning and end
of every adventure
bringing it out from being lost
is the journey
you've had it all the time
10 million lives have been touched
in this single moment
yes it's now
that matters
play that song you like and rise...

"keep pennin till the earth birth's your rightful seed then nurture it wit more ink..."
ASIEM
"Kuun fiyah Kuun" Quran
(Be and it is)
" A writer takes his pen to write the words again that all in love is fair" Stevie Wonder




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Amazing -- Taking flight as I read, I actually visualized "now" blossoming into so many beautiful flowers (yesterday, tomorrows eyes, wasted tears, memories come and gone), I could actually feel the zig and the zag……of the pen. I love how you mend dark lost things with light expressing that it need not become as it already is. Thank you

Sweet words run deep rooted in a heart open to love. Thank you for sharing your poetic artistry.

“Writing is a potion of devotion, magical, mysterious and mighty” Desta

"Love is like the sea. It's a moving thing, but still and all, it takes its shape from the shore it meets, and it's different with every shore. ”
Zora Neale Hurston