Submissions by hiba
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
non sens
I keep my eyes open but I can't see you
i close them tonight just
to dream about you
how can I ask my dry lips to kiss a shadow
a shadow which comes
to remind me that you have gone
you, my other me
i close them tonight just
to dream about you
how can I ask my dry lips to kiss a shadow
a shadow which comes
to remind me that you have gone
you, my other me
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Saisons...
Spring my spring usually you bring smiles
I wear my long orange dress
I write about my secret lover
The one who loves the darkness of the winter
The one who never smiles...
I wear my long orange dress
I write about my secret lover
The one who loves the darkness of the winter
The one who never smiles...
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So do I
Keep smiling mum
Just like my friends are doing
When they remember me
Smile mum
Don't get jealous
When I marry a beautiful girl
You will teach her how to cook
Your food is the best
Smile chicken
When you pick up my plates
Hidden under the bed
Smile mum
when I steal your birthdays flowers
To give them on the valentine's day
To that shy girl
I was a child that time
Smile mum
when I smack Keanan
he never cries,
Smile mum
When I leave my towel on the floor
When I make fun of your hair
When I bully...
Just like my friends are doing
When they remember me
Smile mum
Don't get jealous
When I marry a beautiful girl
You will teach her how to cook
Your food is the best
Smile chicken
When you pick up my plates
Hidden under the bed
Smile mum
when I steal your birthdays flowers
To give them on the valentine's day
To that shy girl
I was a child that time
Smile mum
when I smack Keanan
he never cries,
Smile mum
When I leave my towel on the floor
When I make fun of your hair
When I bully...
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your shirt-collar
Like old friends we went together
We took the same lift
with gallantry you pressed that button
Usually you hold my hand
Inside the lift
As I'm claustrophobic
I wanted to fix your collar
But I couldn't
I bought you that shirt years ago
On our wedding anniversary
The officer had the paper ready
He was waiting for our signatures
He was nervous but very friendly
He wanted to say"no worries you will be fine"
Yes, It was just a procedure
Which took few minutes
To put an end of our long adventure
We kept silent ...
We took the same lift
with gallantry you pressed that button
Usually you hold my hand
Inside the lift
As I'm claustrophobic
I wanted to fix your collar
But I couldn't
I bought you that shirt years ago
On our wedding anniversary
The officer had the paper ready
He was waiting for our signatures
He was nervous but very friendly
He wanted to say"no worries you will be fine"
Yes, It was just a procedure
Which took few minutes
To put an end of our long adventure
We kept silent ...
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a vase...
valentine's day
Here you are again
I can't find a big vase
for my beautifull bouquet
I love roses
but I have no vase
I have to go out again
to buy a vase
and a card at the same time
like I did last year
and the year before
I will write the same words again
Happy valentine day ........hiba.
Here you are again
I can't find a big vase
for my beautifull bouquet
I love roses
but I have no vase
I have to go out again
to buy a vase
and a card at the same time
like I did last year
and the year before
I will write the same words again
Happy valentine day ........hiba.
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My man
I'm an hypocrite woman
I'm ugly and selfish
I keep lying about my love to you
and you believe me and love me
You don't close you eyes when you hug me
You aren't blind
You are a handsome man
I'm ugly
You drink my words
You spoil me
You are a kind man
I wish I could ....
I dont know from where to start...
I'm ugly and selfish
I keep lying about my love to you
and you believe me and love me
You don't close you eyes when you hug me
You aren't blind
You are a handsome man
I'm ugly
You drink my words
You spoil me
You are a kind man
I wish I could ....
I dont know from where to start...
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Hi
I keep writing to you
I tell everyone how much I love you
And how much I miss you
I bought a new oven
I will not burn your lasagna anymore
I don't talk to your friends
I'm not noisy
I wear glasses now
Otherwise I can't write anymore...
I tell everyone how much I love you
And how much I miss you
I bought a new oven
I will not burn your lasagna anymore
I don't talk to your friends
I'm not noisy
I wear glasses now
Otherwise I can't write anymore...
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style
I hate your small car
And you hair cut
And you friend who talks too much
I will have a carrot cake
When you leave
I wear my red shoes
The ones you hate the most
Oops! You never liked my style
And you hair cut
And you friend who talks too much
I will have a carrot cake
When you leave
I wear my red shoes
The ones you hate the most
Oops! You never liked my style
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a smile
I Walked late that night
I think it was raining
I left my umbrella on the bus
then I bought some strawberries
The box was cold
A young man was singing a French song
Donne moi ton Amour( give me your love)
I gave him the box
He smiled
Me too.
I think it was raining
I left my umbrella on the bus
then I bought some strawberries
The box was cold
A young man was singing a French song
Donne moi ton Amour( give me your love)
I gave him the box
He smiled
Me too.
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but...
he said I want to see your smile now
And I smiled
He said I need your help
So I helped him
He said remember, I'm still around
You need to respect my feelings
Sure, I wanted to say
But my soul is far away,
And the hypocrite slave is here all the time.... just for you.
And I smiled
He said I need your help
So I helped him
He said remember, I'm still around
You need to respect my feelings
Sure, I wanted to say
But my soul is far away,
And the hypocrite slave is here all the time.... just for you.
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space.
She can have some fresh air now
Her room is clean
His politics magazines will l be recycled
On that small table beside her bed
She put her favourite book "the prophet"
I will start a new page tonight
She murmured with a smile.
Her room is clean
His politics magazines will l be recycled
On that small table beside her bed
She put her favourite book "the prophet"
I will start a new page tonight
She murmured with a smile.
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a big man....
I had an appointment at last..
In each form I wrote the subject of my visit
different offices
so many personal assistants
they all knew my story
then they open his tiny door
He was sitting in a big chair,holding a black pen
he started bouncing from right to the left
then from left to the right
while i was crying my beloved son, a future lawyer
killed in front of his friends
his secretary was shaking
she hides her tears
she was young and beautiful
'you are not the only mother whose child was killed
on the street,I have seen so many...
In each form I wrote the subject of my visit
different offices
so many personal assistants
they all knew my story
then they open his tiny door
He was sitting in a big chair,holding a black pen
he started bouncing from right to the left
then from left to the right
while i was crying my beloved son, a future lawyer
killed in front of his friends
his secretary was shaking
she hides her tears
she was young and beautiful
'you are not the only mother whose child was killed
on the street,I have seen so many...
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3 Comments
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