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Inseparable

An energy field, 
Once you get in it, you will be stuck in there forever, 
She will captivate your mind and spirit.
Your body might be able to escape her spells, 
but your thoughts, emotions, and senses will worship her...
Don't beg for your freedom, 
I have seen her pulling the likes of you and me,
Like a Leopard pulling her victim with a sufficient amount of certainty.

Even if,
She sets you free, it's one of her charming tricks,
Without her blessings, you will be lost male energy in 
an endless universe owned by her.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020



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Eloquent Analogy

Between two arms exist the ineffable, 
Two apples more powerful than the one Adam ate;
Cheeks like strawberries plucked from the heavens of my heart;
A silky road leading to gardens and butterflies;
A smell of Amber, Oud, and Musk spreading of her body;
Drops of honey hanging there waiting to heal your scars.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020

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Pink

The sky is pink, 
The love is pink, 
The papers are pink, 
The birds are pink, 
The perfumes are pink, 
The roses are pink, 
The silence is pink, 
The dresses are pink, 
The nails are pink, 
The fruits are pink,
The food is pink,
The walls are pink,
The house is pink,
The history is pink,
The streets are pink,
The coffee shop is pink, 
The song is pink,
The seas are pink,
The story is pink,
Her love makes everything pink.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020

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Not Enough ,,,,,,,,,

Complementing my flower requires an endless supply of words, 
In her gorgeousness, I wish words were as fair as I want them to be.

Give me Moses stick or Aladdin's lamp to make the wishes true or to become the magician of earth, throwing spells at my favorite paints to make them her realities, give it to me even just for a minute and I promise I will share a portion of her love to fill all the gaps left by the loved ones. 

Give me the perfection of Argerich's hands, the flexibility of M.Jackson, the intelligence of Hawking, the vision of Gogh, the knowledge of Newton, the wisdom of Gandhi, the spirit of Madiba, combined all together and perhaps I will give you a hint of her glamour.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020

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No Tears Today

In a stormy night in the Island of the Gods, he knew he lost,
He went out speeding up the gas to pass his anger,
The fear was released with the accelerator,
His wounds mount with every brake press,
Those trapped tears leak with the wind,
He drives on a slippery road, every time he feels the risk, 
He reminds himself of his beloved family back home waiting for a phone call to cheer them up, and the anger he would face in all cases when he gets back home, 
No escape whether he is back in one or few pieces, she won’t let it pass, but he knows he has to be back to her in the best possible shape, 
So from time to time, she can shatter him the way she wants.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020



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Time Won'T Heal

Time looked like everything,
Time is partly everything,
Time is the worst part of every misery,
And I mean every misery;
Time looks like the guns, the tanks, the panicked soldier, the mad commander, the trench, the occupied land, the wars, the history, the bad books, the missile heads, the temples, the worshipers, the wind of November, the erupting volcanoes, the thunderstorms, the lost writer, the drunk men, the criminals, the prison and the prisoners.

Those are all parts of the miseries caused by her when she froze time and walked away.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2021

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A Wish

The little she knew the story was flipped;
The oceans, the clouds, the skies, the sun, the moon, the air,
The wind and the stars were nothing but details in her generous face.

I’ve wished for myself to be the fish in her oceans,
I’ve wished for myself to be the rain in her clouds,
I've wished for myself to be the birds in her skies,
I've wished for myself to be the rays of her sun,
I've wished for myself to be the light of her moon,
I've wished for myself to be the breeze in her air,
I've wished for myself to be the spring in her wind,
I've wished for myself to be the spark in her stars.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020

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The Elder Farmer Had It All

In the rice field, the elder farmer knows what he has to go through every day,
Every time he hides the fatigue of years in a smile, 
His fez speaks for him,,,,
The routine in his time is scandalous;
Hiding in his big hat from the sun so he can skip the admonition,
The rain is healing what the medicine couldn't heal,
Sometimes with a pause, he takes a break to offload the traffic in a shortcut in an Island,
He waits for the smiles of gratitude to feel a bit precious.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020

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Hazel

Her Hazel eyes suit me, my apologies to the people of love, I know you are all greedy, I know her eyes suit all of us.
Her eyes turn us into a paint, 
The waiters are becoming Tango dancers, 
The lotus flowers are raising to offer loyalty and love;
The palm trees and the fruits on the palm trees are turning Hazel;
The rice fields are resorting to her,
The tree of Life coming to seek life out of her eyes,
The moon is becoming Hazel, the sun is already Hazel.

She flicks her fingers and everything turns into a paint, 
you wish to have it, 
but you can't have it, 
because you are trapped in it.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020

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Vigorous Beauty

The simplicity in her eyes lead to complications in your life,
Her beauty project the fear in your subconscious,
This angelic face in disguise in what could become a lethal weapon, 
Her skinny body is the feather that broke the camel's back, 
A gracious smile sending vibes to her neighbors in their dreams,
And her neighbors are everywhere you go,
She clicks her fingers and her paintings become the noble reality,
You look at those eyes and you are no longer a hustler, 
She makes you the best version of you, just with some small cracks, 
Don't try to fix those cracks,
She is the antidote you have to submit to her to be complete.

Copyright © Diaa Adel | Year Posted 2020

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