Dry earth wails its tune
Drowning lungs in hot samoum
Sky weeping softly
Dry earth wails its tune
Drowning lungs in hot samoum
Sky weeping softly
Sinking feet in sand
Winds clash against routine waves
Striking silently
Sand turns to wet grains
Wetting feet rubbing on toes
Wind hits back softly
Blowing hair in face
Poking eyes, attacking lips
Pushed back by new wind
Rain beating steadily
Impaling flesh, pinching skin
Drowning in wet air
Searching for shelter
Finding only destruction
Yearning for warm light
Anxious worries rest
Spying isolated tree
Dashing for cover
Waiting patiently
For the end of the battle
Greeted by warm sun
Ascending over land
Drying all that once was wet
Leaving only heat
Left just to myself
Admiring the aftermath
Smiling in my heart
wet in cold winter,
soaking in ice,toes grow numb
like being barefoot.
Cairo's coolest cosmopolitan hotel. General Manager: Youssef Rakha.
A magazine of Arabic literature in translation
..... Just ....... Haiku .....
Free, printable doll clothes patterns to fit dolls of many shapes and sizes.
This Blog is about discovering the magic of forests in every aspect of life from a small plant in a metropolis to the forests themselves
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
The Periphrastic Mind of a Liberal Arts Major
My journey of Couture and Illustration
A Life's Worth of Observations from a Songwriter and Sound Engineer
.......is writing
Random thoughts, experiences, and wonderings mostly put into poetry.
I want to be rich. Rich in love, rich in health, rich in laughter, rich in adventure and rich in knowledge. You?
Book reviews + discussions
Opinions my own, unless they're someone else's
Just 50 years ago, no one knew why the Earth has mountains. Now we do. This is the story of how we figured it out - and how we keep learning.
harmonious volcabulary to substitute for the cacophony of life