Samir Poems - Poems about Samir

...No Sin for a Mirror Arabic Poem by: Habib Al-Samir* Translated Into English by: Inaam Al-Hashimi (Gold_N_Silk) ========================= In a room, Bordered by the sun on the right And the ......Read the rest...

...He’s out of my reach, he’s out of my League But he’s the reason why I Head to Publix every Week I’ve barely said a word to him, and yet I make my way through every Aisle Just to catch a glim......Read the rest...

...(I'm really sorry if I left your name off, but I tried to do all the premium members I could imagine plus the non-premiums with whom I regularly communicate. If you are not here, I'm just not s......Read the rest...

...One day I chanced to walk by a spirit of a dead man, And he looked unto me with wizened eyes And he asked "Child, what is life to you, this darkness and this light?" And to him I said: We rise ......Read the rest...

...I came upon a regal maiden Draped in a pinkish hew of light, She sat nestled in a bed of auburn hair Checkered and entwined with lilacs Her supple form , raised up on slender elbows Her body in......Read the rest...

...The child ran Monsters chasing, always racing The child is running Crying and running And behind him came chasing Abandoned dreams Nightmares of regret: Monsters. © Samir G......Read the rest...

...I look up on a crisp clear morning And I sight the heavens, I envision the gods of ancient Rome And I see I see the limitless world Ripe for my winged conquest - - But now it is dusk And I l......Read the rest...

...Touch my hand I will not speak Don’t take that step I will not peak Don’t hold your breath There is no cause But that of my love Strife The loss of a life Step back Don’t take it Don’t tak......Read the rest...

...I forget what form of poetry this is (wrote it for English class a while back.) Swallow within your own, Panic! Wriggling in its strong grasp, Suffering! Subdued beneath its murk, Frantic! Tw......Read the rest...

...Eruption, This haunting Terrorizing emotion This cord This ethereal torment Claws scraping Twisted biceps lurch my vessel forward Tattered feet scraping hardened earth An Emotional void Re......Read the rest...

...One night a genie came to me And of reality he set me free. © Samir Georges 2010......Read the rest...

...The world grew bright, as it always did Squinting, The crippled boy rose on his arms, as he always did And upon his little shoulder rested a worn wooden plank And this plank, atop his little frame......Read the rest...

...I take firm grasp of the handle My goal reflected in the steel of the knife, I put the knife to its green face Its' checkered skin; I flex my bicep, grimace with thirst I remember the day’s tr......Read the rest...

...The world slumbers past the rise of the moon And the mist of dark creeps upon Us like a blanket of shadow, Crawling from the farthest horizon As the world falls under the mist Mortal genies cra......Read the rest...

...The grey boy wrinkles in the hands of greater things, wrinkles up like paper, Hands on knees and knees on chin, the wrinkled boy trembles in the hand of his mind. The room is dark, there is no li......Read the rest...