Complete Existence



I'm with you now. 
Writing on your hand my vows & promises
Asking the Lord to keep the promise. 
So smile, I never knew Love 
except you, my Love.

All the day, I walk on the streets 
Lost, humiliated & counting the minutes
I cannot find myself, so 
I become my fathers daughter
Surviving, to meet you.

Then the night arrives 
& the hurricane in my life subsides 
Then I win back myself 
When I see you, while a tufts of your hair 
is covering some of your face
Oh my existence & the only evidence of my remain.

Your smile builds back my whole entity 
which was demolished in the daytime. 
To write on your hand promises 
that I wont ever fulfill, but my existence    
in you, makes me promise 




ShadiatiQue © 2010-2013
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The Ultimate Dress Sacrifice


While I walk around myself 
To give others a false impression, 
about me, such as 
"I have control on things in my life" 

As I do 
Every night I wake up scared 
Collapsed, intolerant of something 
Or excited about some fool 
Enclosed and Silent, 
Whose opinion is important to me. 

As he will do 
Almost take me in puzzled 
into moments of Disorientation and Confusion 
Like reaching to the final act of my opera 
but where is the convention. 

My friend I care about your opinion 
Choose for me the most beautiful color 
of these dresses - Red or Blue? 
The color of blood? and courage? 
Or The color of nature? and home? 

If I ask you 
To make the ultimate sacrifice 
for me, or be fearless, Intrepid 
Always be brave and ready to fight 
What if I take your sword 
Would you also leave me your shield.

For the sake of the old houses 
Shields are made to protect me from suffering 
But you, Ah, you are RED 
And I'm Blue No blood can stain the heaven 
and I will yet be tolerated with your opinion.




©2010

My New




Here, my heart served to you 
Take me with all your waverings
As one of your belongings. 
I'm ready.

I hold you back
yet you waited for me to realize
I'm yours.

You are my new identity
The new me I was looking for
Your eyes and lips as soft as mine
I would never hide our kisses
Let them see us hold hands
You are what matters. 

Let me take the lead, sometimes. 
Let us kiss and touch 


ShadiatiQue © 2010-2013

Patience Art




Know my Heart, That
Until we master the patience art
we wouldn't pass, we'll fail.
After patience some beautiful things
are waiting ahead us.

After we pass these occasions
of flames that twist with us
So come with me patiently
without you I will be weak.

We'll look back and laugh together
These feelings of catastrophy 
Will pass us ... Yeah.

After we move towards our future
I'll kiss your tears away,
You'll finely smile.

What matters is you next to me 
Reminding me without you 
The world is so small. 

These people of boundaries 
Will fall against our love
Then we'll live in peace.

ShadiatiQue © 2010-2013
Usually I dont write this kind of love poems, 
but I felt like it this time.  

Backwards



Your habits, routine
and the rhythm that you follow
is nothing but the theme of your life.

Repeating and repeating
then you realize that you might as-well 
live your life backwards. 

Then you read,
or watch something
emotions around you grow,
hope will go,
days will pass,
tears will follow,
Then with feelings you live 
your life backwards,
You experience that nothing matters
yet in your life.

Only feelings, tenderness 
or maybe unspoken words
of "the theory of living the life backwards",
will matter in you live. 


ShadiatiQue © 2010-2013

The Fall of the Sky

When the sky falls
You can hear the calls,

In every corner of this harbor
It has a story of lovers
When the night arrives 
& everything in the harbor becomes silence 

Every Lover waits for his heart to arrive
Under the free star & free the sound of the coast

How much I loved this harbor 
How I adored the nights of each port
It has many stories
Special stories of lovers
My story was the best
Yet mine was the saddest. 

When the sky fall
I can hear a call, in my mind

I opened my heart, and saw you
Peered, as arrogant as ever
Standing above my feelings
As I always re-build the scattered 
Tears under your feets.
As the nights and days passes
You still call. 



ShadiatiQue © 2010-2013

Loyality and my dreams


Your late my Master 
I'm only here to protect
my withered papers.
-
I woke up from the illusion of YOU,
after I had no patience left
Your late my dear
You come back after you mad me 
stay up all the nights
 
Let me ask
Where are my blossom Fragrances
That always filled the places
-Where is your taste, which was very high-

I swear on the minds of the past
That now I know the difference
between loyality and dreams
Your golden hair
is a symbol of my passion and Lovelorn

Your Majesty ... Your late
It took you a very long time
to get back... to be here
and I could not stand, wait
Under all the circumstances 
I was fed up

How much did I miss
It's not to describe
or tell

Where will I finde the old Perfumes
Meet the old smell of Loyality
-
I would go back for once
Because on her lap is my pleasure

Tears on my days
And my dreams

False passion
Full of pain in order to get me
Make me forget YOU
Tears on the late memories

Let it go

.

© 2010

Empty Desert -



There is nothing left, 
the cattle are Dead 
The crops are gone 
Whatever there was has been looted. 

Explore the Evil Sun 
While we cross the desert 
Despite the weeping heart 
 Crackings on the land 
Droughts of the Rivers 
Dreath among the People. 

Thus the boundaries - 
They sing the old hymns 
 and they'll let the tears roll down 

They would hunt a mood among us 
Like hyena waiting in the dark 
Sniffing approaching to us, stealthily 
Crossing & blaming the empty desert. 


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