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Beyond Eternity

Let me love you till The world ends The oceans r dry There's no sky Let me hug you till The heaven meets the land The air vanishes to the sky There is nobody else but us Let me feel you till They end the world with their wars They lose their humanity They meet their destiny of failure Nothing will take us apart Death will end our bodies But never our souls will die You know I never lie I promise a love without end I promise heaven and hell I promise two bodies to be one The theory of religion will fall The heaven will be on floor The angels and demons will fall But my love to you will survive all Our touches will light the world Our sighs will be warmth Our heartbeats will be music And this is our little secret to keep We created our own world Without faking anything Without hypocrisy and lies With only us!
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The Stranger

A lovely morning in summer, it wa a cool and nice weather. She noticed the stranger standing a few steps far from her. Their eyes met but nobody said anything, love was there but not words. She knew that the stranger will take the same bus and he did know the same. They had the same meeting and destination points. The bus came, they quietly got in and sit far from each other. He started a conversation with the other passengers and started to laugh acting as if he is not aware of her existence. She sit alone and heard his voice laughing. She felt in pain, how could he be so cool!? She started to cry and she knew that he will never notice her tears. Even if he did, the only thing he will do is to feel sorry for her and that is all. He will not talk, she knew. Though the daily bus trip was not long, but sometimes it made her feel like life time. She felt everything he did, when he slept, when he woke up and even when he looked at her thinking she was not aware. For some time, they me

Enemy

I feel lost and I cannot determine my way anymore. First time for me to fight but I am unable to win. You have no idea what is going on and you keep fighting and trying but at the end, you find it useless to fight!  You fall and fall into the endless black hole where everything is dark and you cannot see anything. You scream for help but there is nothing...even an echo is too much to ask. You are alone in the darkness with your enemy. This fight might be my last because my enemy is stronger...I know my weaknesses and so does my enemy. So, she keeps hurting me endlessly and she gains strength while I fall! Nowhere to hide, it is just me and her!  She keeps saying there is no hope and I have to leave. I do not want to let her in control because I know how evil she is. But, the more I get hurt from her and people around, the weaker I get and the stronger she gets.  Is it ok to give up and let her punishes everyone who hurts me?! Is it ok to forget about the light and stay in dark

The Clown is no longer Happy

"It is show time," said the circus manager in a very loud voice so that all of the performers will hear him. "Where is the clown?" again he shouted. A fragile colorful figure approached the circus manager and said: "I am here."  "Cheer up, asshole!" Said the manager angrily when he heard the sad voice of the clown. The clown smiled from ear to ear and answered "Sure, Sir!" He entered the vast area where hundreds of people were waiting for him to show up. The started to clap and cheer once they saw him. Lights were spotting him moving a funny way throwing colorful balloons that spread all over the audience. He started to run all over the place and jump in a funny way. Kids started to laugh and clap as the apparently cheerful clown made his funny moves. He kept acting happily for an hour and his audience were deceived by his appearance but nobody really cared for the sad clown, he knew that.  His performance came to an end and he wen

Silence

I don't hear it, but I know it is talking to me, telling me about my falls and stands, dreams and nightmares, hopes and reality, and about people in my life and those who passed away. I am trying to ignore it; but deep down inside me, I know there is a part of me listing to it. Yet, sadness is an overwhelming burden that I am unwilling to take. It comes and brings all the unspoken words, the tears hidden by a fake smile, the pain in a seemingly happy heart, and the memories of the beloved ones who left us, whether on by or against their wills. Hell, silence! What do you want me to do? It's over, it's okay for me like that... I don't want your noises to disturb my peace... or what seems to be like peace. I just realized that weeping is not the best way to overcome life. I have to stand, to fall, then STAND, then fall harder and harder, and then to STAND AGAIN! No matter what, I have to continue my journey, whether I like it or not, whether it is happy or not, and w

Unfound Soul

One of the most difficult times for the writers is the time when they lose their inspiration. They lose creativity, search for their muses, write many unpublished drafts, and cry in silence. In such times, writers may try to seek an inspiring spot where they can find their lost skill. Other writers, may evoke their pain to find inspiration. Few writers may quit writing! Quitting writing is a desperate resolution for the writers who lost their inspiration. They know that they want to avoid pain found in their writings, they seek peace, and they want to stop thinking. Yet, it is not an easy decision to quit writing, because writers know that a part of their existence is reflected in each word they write, in each moment of pain they share with their readers, in each time they realize the meaning of life through writing, and in each moment they shed a tear! My dear readers, it is not an easy decision to stop writing again, I stopped before for 6 or 7 years. But, my soul is no long

Secret

She was afraid to tell him the secret that she kept hidden for a long time. She was afraid that he may not understand her. She was afraid that she will lose him. Yet, his love was so secure that she never felt afraid when she was with him. He always supported her and cared for her. She believed him and trusted him. Yet, it took her time to reveal her secret. She tried her best to be courageous enough to reveal her secret. It needed time and courage. The day she revealed her secret, he assured her it is ok. He still loved her and will always be with her. Next day, he ignored her. She asked about him but he replied he wants to stay alone. She was shocked then she realized she was a fool again. She locked herself in her room, praying to God that she never trust anyone again! It is always trust that brings us pain!