Muse of Butterfly

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!

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...

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 an...

"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...

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...

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...

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!

A little girl was walking with her mummy when it suddenly rained. The mother looked around for a shelter while the girl ran happily and tried to hug the raindrops. The mother ordered the little girl to come under the shelter but the little girl disobeyed the order and she kept playing under the rain till her clothes were completely wet.  Next day, th e girl was sick in her bed and her mother was blaming her for disobedience. The little girl said to her mother: “Ok if rain causes cold and we are not supposed to enjoy it; then why did God create it in the first place?” The mother could not answer. So, the little girl said: “ I’ll tell why, mummy, because God gives us choices, to enjoy raindrops and catch a cold or to find a shelter to avoid raindrops. My choice was to enjoy the rain, unlike you, and now I bear the results of my choice which I don’t regret. The problem mummy is that people forbidden the choices allowed by God. So, you may say that I disobeyed you but I did not diso...

"I wish to tell you my secret!" She whispered in the ears of her lover who was sleeping peacefully near her. She surrounded his waist with her arm and gently put her head on his shoulder. He felt her move; he kissed her hair softly while he was sleepy still. She sighed and closed her eyes. He held her closer and kissed her again. She looked into his eyes and smiled then moved up to kiss his lips. For a moment, they felt it like eternity, they felt peace and tranquility. Everything was in peace, it was heaven! Nothing to worry about except for... She wanted to tell him. He held her so tight to his body; she felt every inch of it and he felt hers. Then, they kissed intimately. She lost her mind and he lost his. Then, they started their journey to the eternity. Again, it was heaven! She rested her head again on his should and closed her eyes. Her tears dropped but she rubbed them quickly so that he could not notice or feel them. She wanted to tell him. Again, he held he...

I miss you When you're away I want to cry I miss you  When we kiss It's a mess I miss you When you hug me I completely surrender to you I miss you When you touch me I just melt I miss you When you're close I want a pause I miss you When you smile I hold you tight I miss you I love you I surrender to you!

When we kiss I feel happiness I feel excitement I feel alive When you hug me I seek warmth I escape to safety I feel alive When you touch me I feel fire I feel heaven I feel alive When you love me I feel your strong heartbeats I feel your warmth I feel alive When we cuddle I feel serenity I feel it like eternity I feel alive

With you, I fall in love again and again It is a joyful pain To feel your warmth To reach the point of extreme With you, I fall in love again and again I fall to the endless abyss I scream in pain and happiness I embrace heaven in your arms With you, I fall in love again and again It's just a moment of being To forget the mad universe To become our own universe With you, I fall in love again and again With you, I find safety With you, I find insanity With you, I find myself

Closer I need you The silent night will witness our love It will be like a prayer for the stars above Closer I need you Hold my hands and never let them go They melt when they touch you Closer I need you In my arms, I will hide you In your arms, I will surrender to you Closer I need you Forever I need you Oh, I just love you!

Godot: O! My God! Where is this girl? They told me that she will come after an hour and I've been waiting for a year! (walking away and he hears steps so he looks around but found nobody) Godot: I wanna go back home but I still have to wait for her! I already wasted a year waiting for her .. she should be here at any moment! I won't lose anything If i  waited for another hour! She may show up! (returning back to the same spot where he was waiting for the girl) (after 3 months) A boy: Are you Mr. Godot? Godot: Yes, it's me! A boy: This is a message for you! (The boy hands Godot the message and then he ran away) Godot: Hey! Wait! (The boy disappeared) (Godot reading the letter: " Dear Mr. Godot, I know you are waiting for me as I believe I'm the only person who is not waiting for you anymore. I made up my mind so I wont be included in your long waiting list anymore! I'm surprised why people should be wait for you while they know that you will not show up!!?? It...

The last thing she could feel was the coldness and gradually everything started to fall into darkness. She woke up in a place she couldn't realize. She also had that strange feeling that she never felt like it before. Yet, she resisted it strongly. She heard voices that at first, she couldn't recognize them; later, she recognized that these voices were of her family , relatives, friends and colleagues. They were talking about her being a unique person who truly loved every creature on earth. She never meant to hurt anybody. Actually, she rushed to help them whenever she could. Laughter and peace were always there wherever she was. They remembered all of her good deeds and the only mistake she did; as she could help everybody except herself. She heard a sigh and then silence. She smiled as people didn't realize what she was really doing. She helped herself by making them recall her deeds. For her, the only thing that Death can't take away is memories that remai...

What is time? Is it a memory from the past that lasts forever? Is it the present when we are facing the unknown? Is it the future consequence of the past and the present? I wonder and all that I know about time is that it makes us remember, learn, and die!!!

What will happen if Angels and Demons fall in love? What will happen if they distributed all the money in the universe equally among people? What will happen if all people walk naked in the streets? What will happen if people show their reality in front of each other? What if life is a dream and death is life? If people have wings, to where they will fly? What if we found everything around us nothing but a lie? Is death real? When will the universe fall apart? Have we been alive before? Who really control us?

It is just our fate to meet But not to fall in love They say it is a taboo To fall in love with someone  Who is different from you Different in color, sex, age, and religion Same species should fall in love But they don't know what is love  Love is challenging the taboo It doesn't distinguish between me and you It is just one way No return back A battle to win Love knows no loss Love is you and me It is a language between us No one will feel you but me No one will feel me but you It hurts both of us It melts both of us Love is both of us They don't know what is love  They are blinded by their rage They are nothing but a falling society They are falling apart They are the ones who should fall in love But, they don't know what is love

Oh! Another day in her boring life was here and she had to go through my daily routine! She looked at the mirror to see how boring she became! But, she found out that she became a completely different person who looks much much older than she used to be.  It really bothered her, not because she is getting older, which is a natural thing, but because she felt that she lost a p art of her existence and it was replaced with another thing. Yes, she lost the innocence and it was replaced by experience! The little child inside her is now becoming aware of true life and that's why she became a mature person. The little child was dreaming of a perfect world where people love and care for each other, dreams come true, and pain rarely occurs. She used to be happy, having no hard feelings, easily forgiving, and she used to be spontaneous, as she never thought that her actions or words can be misunderstood or twisted. The poor little girl had several tough lessons when she faced the real...

The clowns are lovely persons who make us laugh. They act stupidly while they are not stupid, they do childish actions while they are not childish, they seem to be always happy while they are not.  The clowns are amazing persons who have the ability to mask their tears with a fake smile or laughter. They sound happy and hardly people doubt that the se clowns can be sad. Their movements, their bright clothes, and amazing masks on their faces hide their reality. When they are left alone, they take their masks off to stare at the mirror to remember their true faces. They remain silent and dull. They walk away and cry. Yet, the next day people will see the clowns again in their masks and bright clothes and believe that these clowns are happy and cheerful. I wonder my dear reader, can you see that you are one of these clowns?