“High heels, a leather black dress; her goal was for him to be impressed. Everything she did & wrote was screaming: love me, Love me, love me”
I breathed in a random thought of you,
Your name crept in and filled my lungs,
Your existence smothered me;
You are the death of me.
Your memories rush through my veins burning my insides,
Every memory is as intoxicating as the poison you planted carefully within my heart.
All that music you played in my soul;
Passionately beating the drums of my heart,
Stroking the strings of mind.
That music has gone softer,
And I can’t feel your musical rhythms within me, anymore.
I can’t hear your - synchronized with my heart- heart beats.
You’ve turned off the lights,
Shut off the curtains,
Hid the sun in your pocket and left me to be devoured by demons of the dark.
Yet in this eclipse of emotions,
I still write for you;
Love me… love me…..
But your heart is blind to my screaming words,
Your soul is deaf to my shattered heart,
Your mind is on a mission, pursuing a plan that doesn’t include mine.
What’s the point of painting my thoughts in words?
Why am I writing all of these poems?
If it shan’t bring your heart closer to me?
What use are my poems,
If it has no power to make you love me?
It’s not only within my poems;
You can see it in my voice, crystal clear.
You can touch it in my soul, colorful.
You can feel it in my eyes, whenever you look at me,
It’s too deep, too intense to be mistaken for anything else.
It’s in these tears that you never saw, that you never believed to exist.
These tears; just like my heart fall for you every time I see you,
I fall for you again, with every breath.
How can anything be so intense, yet so comfortable?
I do not understand,
You do not make any sense.
Are you my madness? Or are you my logical sense?
How can you be the air that I inhale?
Yet, you’re the one that takes my breath away?
Every time I breathe you in, I suffocate.
How many times do I need to tell you,
That what you are seeking,
What you need,
And all that you hope to find,
Is right here within my heart,
Waiting for you to collect.
Why are you so blind to see?
The happiness you’ve lost is right here,
Your joy, your contentment, your happily ever after…
Your dreams, your reality…
They are all here, with me….
Love me; that’s all you have to do…
Love me… Love me…
Breathe me in; take me to where I belong…
Heal me, and let me heal you.
Play my heartbeats into a musical tune.
The magical combination of me and you;
Red and purple,
Rhythms and rhymes,
Science and poetry,
Sense and sensibility,
Why is it so hard for you to see;
The affinity of you and me.
Oh my king!
Open your heart to me and hear my poetry moan:
Love me, love me,
-Alaa Bit Hashim-