Submissions by crackofdawn (habib i am)

letter to Assad..

i lay in my dark bunker
sleep a luxury i cannot afford
for as the wind blows
my thought goes to when the next one will drop
i have no family
mother died buying bread
till this day i wonder why your men bombed a bakery
i mean what savagery?
Amina, my six year old sister
struck in her sleep by a barrel bomb
we struggled to collect the pieces to bury
and in the hurry
another one fell
i wish i could die and just get away from this hell
cause that was the end of father
and to think you wouldnt go further
my...

i lay barren in my thoughts..
willfully looking for an excuse to brighten me up or jump start my already paralysed senses.With what was supposed to be a great source of hope slowly eroding away, with it goes my high stalk of cards crumblimg in unison into the abbys. So 'nothing' is the calling of the day.I dont know why they say people stay without food when depressed cause i eat like hell. I tell myself things will get better just like life rebuilds after a storm, like the forest relives a cold snap, like the sky brightens after darkness....but the answers rings in in unison "shit...

as i yawn
at the break of dawn
risen has the sun
for a new day has begun
the morning dew
apparent everywhere like grandmas stew
blessed is he whose purified for a new start she
always says
and thats how i start my days
my humble abode
made of cyprus and straw
built from scratch you may call it raw
nothing fancy
but still home
i saddle up lighty
thats my horse
she used to be fast and mighty
now am contemplating divorce
with a kick we go our way
passing by miss hellen
ever smiling tending her peas and beans
am...

sense of calm and tranquility with all that fake swagger i prided myself with, all abducted by the wind and blown to oblivion. She stands across the road poised and relaxed if this was a movie there would be a dramatic song about angelic beauty or something. The wind would blow her soft dark brunnete hair across her face...but this is not a movie and besides she was wearing a hijab. I could see her face from where i stood, smooth distinct features with a nose that stood out as the crown to her majestic looks. Her eyes shone from afar like trinkets of diamonds scattered on the banks of a young...

shes going to hate me for this but its what i have to do.
Ever had that heart throbbing moment in your life? where for just a few glorious moments, your heart, your body and your soul are all insync, together, in unison, ONE. Where all around you everything disintegrates and only the source of all this madness shines through.
Most people know its meant to be the moment they meet, but i knew before we met. It had a lot to do with everything from how she completely destroyed me in arguements, and how she was "real" and by real i mean REAL!!!. For once in my life, i met...