Dedecated to whom it may concern





Where have you been



In the same rate my heart beats

My life is a total emotional poverty!


You don’t know?

My heaven hides


In the central points of your eyes?

Come to me in my slumber

Come  while I am awake



You are the rose

Upon which I will create aroma

Construct my dreams

On your beats

My Romantic Kingdom

Will rise

Full of

Towers of feelings

And the gates of hatred

Will be closed

The prophecy

will be fullfilled



after I ride my verse

Leading an army of vocabularies


I will win

All romantic battles

Literature then

Will put the crown

Of love

Over my tired head

And I will be declared

To be the emperor!

The Sultan of


I may then

Be able to sleep

so, Beater

be the rock upon wich

I lean my head

in an attempt to sleep!



January 3, 2011

Ssleepless nights

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Beater could be that who plays the drum in a rock & roll band  or a pretty girl whose charming eye lashes lash my heart and brain without having the slightest idea about what her eyes doing  to me (this is my theme of the poem). while peter IS A Biblical   character, JESUS SAID: "And I say to thee. thou art Peter, and upon this rock I will build my Church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it." Matthew 16:18


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