Waves and Shore

Earlier this quite fine Morning...
Before I started my work.
I stood near the glass door ...
Over looking the Red Sea.
Is it so amazing and relaxing...
To watched the waves in motion.
Because no matter how far the waves traveled.
It keeps coming back to kiss the same shore.

Wrapped By Ur Arms

Rest Ur mind.
Be at peace.
U have me...
I'll stay.
I won't love another.
But only U.
There is no safest place to go.
Rather than to be...
Wrapped by Ur arms, my love.

Torture

I'm anxious...
Lying on my bed.
Reckoning.
About this fire inside...
Consuming me completely.
I need to release...
Before it detonate.
So full.
My mouth is in drought...
Thirsty of your sweet breathe.
I want to dive...
In the pool of Ur divine core.
Heat on my palms...
Want a soft landing.
How could I bridge the gap between us?
U're miles a way to be touch.
Auugh torture.

Self Note ( Happy Birthday, AG!)

It's been 31 years from now...
Since my beloved Nanay Carnay gave birth to me.
I've written a poem before about being frantic of getting old alone...
Five years ago, I think.
But I'm glad I did outgrown my fears.
Coz here I am alone.
Confided from this four corner of the house.
My eyes keep watching...
As the cursor blink from my laptop screen.
When everybody was away...
Celebrating the most important day of Ramadan.
My big day, is the eid eve for Muslims.
Looking back..
I can't figure out from myself...
Those changes I had gone thru.
It seems I'm still the kid that runs around...
Playing under the pouring rain.
Flying a kite on a summer vacation...
Collecting "tanzan" like as the boys toy.
Well, my age doesn't show on my face...
As the others say =)
And despite the aches that I've been endured...
Life is good for me to enjoy!