|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
Dangerous future, children are expecting
Full of Internet connections
Spending their time playing, chatting
Without any restrictions,
New language, they are using
Easy for talking, and introducing
Only three letters said, to meet a new pal
What is your “ASL”!
No more laughing sounds
Nor at home, or around
Faces lost their features
While fingers are typing “LOL”
Thinking is no longer their concern
As long as "Google Search" is there
Asking and browsing all they need
Answers then, on the screen, appeared
Net addiction that what it seems
Without computers, their world looks weird
Actions might reach the extremes
if anyone with this device interfered.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2010
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
Fountain of love; spread your dewdrops on me
With this never ending joyful cherry
Transcend, higher than all possibilities
Embrace happiness under your magical wiry,
Ignite hearts that once were achy
Reach with your colorful threads, the worry
Let the butterflies giggle in their bellies
Creating resounding echo through bodies,
Boasting around, while still bowing humbly
Showing impressive wit timidity
Antonym alignments dancing harmonically
Keeping the mind ideating confusingly,
Love fountain, a masterpiece done so perfectly
One designed, unlike any creativity
Drag you to breathe million times continuously
Losing the sight of everything ordinary.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2011
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
A weird title for deadly drugs
Inhaled, injected, or smoked
Widely abused, damaging the brain
Heroin, marijuana, and cocaine,
Addiction affect user's ability to sense pleasure
And may contribute to depression
They think, dream about it, constantly
Become irritable and confused, increasingly,
They are sold at head shops, nightclubs, and rave
Threatening teenagers,relatives, and friends
Leads to stroke, seizures, even some deaths
Putting their dreams at greater risk,
When you're bored, restless, confused or anxious
There are solutions, "positive addictions"
Through listening to music, exercising, mountain climbing
Say "No" to Drugs, save yourself from self-destruction.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2010
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
Love is changeable, just like seasons of the year
It makes you fly high, where colorful flowers you see
Feel the smoothing breeze, taking you where spring is;
Love has a tricky way in stealing years from all
Abandon us when we become old
Same way trees do to yellow leaves in time of fall;
But sure no one can ever forget, that love is hot
Makes your body flames without fire
Just like burning woods in summer;
It hurts deep inside, bring coldness to hearts
Makes people run away looking for a shelter
As if they’re hiding from heavy rain in winter
So love is, as each letter shows
Language Of Various Emotions.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2010
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
"A friend indeed is"…what?
Sorry I can’t memorize it right
Simply because friends
Nowadays are out of sight!
But I still remember the other one
"A friend is someone you can count on”
Yet, in real life
You will always find yourself alone
And no one is there to rely on.
Moreover there is an expression that goes
"True friends stab you in the front”
Oh yeah, without even realizing
the harm they have done!
But the words I like most
"If you make friends with yourself
you’will never be alone”
And that’s exactly what you should know.
Friendship had vanished long time ago.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2010
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
My feelings are all over the place
Even more as the day progress
Trying to figure out this conundrum
That drifts back a romance blossom,
An old flame, ancient emotion
Rise into temptation
Wrapped me up in a silent vow
Makes me forget here and now,
Despite all the hurry all around
Little details sit idly in my mind
Chaining the time inside
While the world spinning outside,
Thy love, pulses through my soul
Reigniting the past, getting those sparks roll
Invading ability of thoughts to conform
Dragging them over huge brainstorm.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2011
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
Don't say it's over
Because I can't get over
I tried over and over
To end your love, and start over,
But your love lives inside
Moving in all sides
Dragging me to your side
Putting all reasons aside,
Hope one day you'll recall
Our love and make a call
Say my name, as you used to call
Even when you're on call,
If only I could find a way
To keep my heart away
Let my feelings under way
Push you out of my way.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2010
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
Without an excuse, I must leave
Do not misunderstand me
Your fear stole my internal peace
Banned my thoughts, my beliefs,
Your hands are so cold
Possessed by a certain inner doubt
Making me run before I even walk
Trapped with an awkward quiet sound,
Your eyes set a fire
Burning any delicacy whatsoever
Neither hope, nor trust exist
Struck your head in distress,
You’re infinitely strange to yourself
Your intentions are hard to tell
Reasons dismissed, chances being thrown
And I’m gone; I’m gone.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2010
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
When my day comes and I'm gone
To the place where I truly belong
Don't cry for me wish I was still here
Just smile every time you remember me,
To those who share my tears and joy
Kept memories that can't be destroyed
Never let your eyes fool you and weep
Just be happy every time you remember me,
I have nothing to give in this world
Except some words that I wrote
Wanting from you all when you read
just feel joy every time you remember me,
Time will make some people forget
As if we haven't even met
In a dark grave I will be
While few people remembering me.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2010
|
Details |
Mirna Arabi Poem
Is anyone listening out there?
Hear or feel all the pain
Am I the only one in this world?
Or there are many like me, don't show,
do they fear a thousand times a day?
Burning inside no one to share
do they cry without tears?
Broken hearted can't get over it,
Hoping for a way out, praying to be free
Waiting for some lightness to reveal
Seeking self-help, petrified by their grieves
Victims of hopes not living, but exist,
Is there anyone with that hope
Or am I the only one in this world?
Eager to leave this fake life and be
A soul flying high reaching the real.
Copyright © Mirna Arabi | Year Posted 2010
|
|