The child of a millennia

Today I kneel, alone, on a ground of wet ashes and cold blades,

Today I fail to provoke my imagination to dream of better shades,

Today I lose the meaning I had for the sun, and I join an army of night slaves,

Today, I stay, weakened by the rain pouring of my broken strength and countless flames,

Today I lay in a bed of drying blood and cutting swords.

Now I stand alone, tortured in silence, torn between many shames,

And I stand…alone and cold, waiting for a word of remembrance from your lips,

I stand today, bandaged with wounds, and bleeding tears,

Alone, I stand… and I kneel.

Let me hold your grace in its place,

Let me hold your heart as you put it in my chest,

Let me have your voice soothing my nightmare,

And tell me I will meet you once again,

Let me hold your hand and feel the life inside rushing,

Let me feel your breath on my cheeks blushing,

Let me tell you a word of a comforting hushing,

Let me lay in this cradle, and feel your only embrace.

Tell me when have I became so fragile,

Tell me why haven't you warned me of a coming revolution,

One of pure imprisoned freedom and burned faith,

Tell me when am I going to stand again,

Tell me when can I foresee again.

And tell me then I'm yours and I'm not going to travel.

Hold me and wipe away this conspiring dust that blinds my welling,

Tell me to stop this bleeding and water it with my tears,

Let me burst from this ground I'm buried in,

And then let me color with brighter shades.

Today I stand within a castle,

And I will only speak when my army finds this rebel,

Help me find the heart I have murdered cowardly and buried in rubble.

Hold your fire, and kneel with me,

Tell me I'm not lost today,

Find me a place to stay, out of all the walls that encapsulate me,

Let me hold the torch, and run with it,

Till I reach an ocean of oil and fire it,

Find me a lighthouse and I'll follow it,

Let me read the past and live it,

Forever and ever,

Young, clueless and restless

Find me the way to be it,

The child of a millennia…

           

Hallucinations

Your hallucinations have drowned my nation,

And echoed upon this wall of my creation,

With words I play, with notes and relations,

On a ground lifted with no foundation,

To draw your face with no limitation,

I paint your lips and with further exploration,

I understand the true meaning of imagination,

Further deep I'm igniting your celebration

Of life, love and a dreamy sensation. 

Your a true heart, with no desperation,

A story of life with no narration,

I hold you, embrace you with no hesitation,

Every time a cloud is near my destination,

I hope and will read your quotation,

To keep me flying with wings of determination.

I pray for my state to end with salvation,

With health, wealth and no humiliation,

I pray each night to receive my motivation,

I pray each day to see my inspiration,

To reach the state of old aspiration,

And with hands full of appreciation,

I stand to welcome your invitation

To a higher heaven of magical domination,.

Life might have a long duration,

But with you it's a matter of exclamation,

I wish in the night for the gift of illumination,

To light my candle and see my elevation,

I'll wait for the sun to support my situation,

And fell me up with what's beyond a confirmation.

Words I write, with ink of liberation,

To fill my sight and color my visualization,

To you I write, I paint and I build dedication.

You break

I’m scared, I know I break,

I’m alone, with thoughts of doom,

Where am I going, does any body know?

Where is the door? I want to go

I don’t know, I just want to go,

It gets dark here, even at noon,

I break here, I sometimes fade,

I fake the truth that can’t be concealed,

I pray, with my heart full of faith,

I break, like a stick, I break

I sleep with eyes open, because I’m scared,

Bridges I walk, hazy steps glare,

I swear, I break, and for that I quake.

My hands shake, suns stare at me,

I want to run, before your sake,

I wont worry, I’m in a hurry

I break, maybe by mistake,

Lift me up, it’s you whom I bury,

Let me live, it’s my faith,

You die, if you’re scared,

I’m not you, you break,

I break too, but not scared,

I love to break, for what I know

I’ll stand up again, and I will walk

Away from you, from your sake,

Let me fly, I want to flare

Let me, learn from me, my gentle walk

I break, did a mistake,

I walk away, not scared.

The Painter

I am strong, I was born to be.

One and only kind of me,

Who cares if my hands wont reach the moon,

I know I can draw the moon,

To hit my hands and touch the earth,

I know I can be, the first and only to see,

The light of a star, starting at the edge of this tree

Life can be, what a painter wants to see,

I’m the painter and no one but me,

The architect of all plans, if I only believe,

With Ink I write, sometimes tears might be,

I sweat, I will, I know I can,

Repair the damages I created to me,

I was born, and that gets me to be

The one who deserves to be,

I can see, the paint on my hands wont dry,

I will never get weak, I might cry, I might die, but not my dream

I will live for my dream, and if I died, who cares my dream is alive,

I dream every time, in the nights I dream, but never asleep,

My dream keeps me awake to see the next season of me,

I speak; I listen to messages of the sea,

I swim, I dive if that’s where I’m supposed to be,

I live to dream, I die for a dream.

An ideas is the start, a dream is the way, and the future is the proof,

This life is meant to be, hard for those who want to be,

Miserable and weak, I read,

Life is not hard, it’s the dream that’s bitter and sweat,

I only taste the bitter to till a part the sweat.

For that I tell, I’m the painter of me.

Goddess

I want to fall, I want to fall in a cold ocean to wake me up from my night, I want to fly, many people said that, but that didn’t change the fact that flying is still the most amazing feeling we could ever experience, so yes I want fly, I want to fly in the night to whiteness the city lights telling stories of success and achievement, stories that never get old.

I love you, when you smile with confidence and acceptance, I love you, just like the sky that keeps reminding me there’s no limit, I love you, because you are the reason of my smile in my worst conditions, I just remember your future and then I’m just as happy as if I’m actually living it now, that’s why I love you, I’d never leave, I wont be anywhere but wherever you are.

I just know, I know what I know, I know fear is a mythology, I know limits are drawn by a human who’s not welling to aspire, I have three cents in my pocket, and I’m still smiling, I have you! I don’t need to listen to anybody but you, you’re no goddess, you are perfectly imperfect, perfectly human, perfectly perfect, that’s why I love you, you breath every breathe with gratitude, with every word you speak out there’s a smile waving, embracing your voice, playing simple songs of love and late nights under the stars.

I know you, and I know no one that I need but you, you’re not a goddess, but you’re perfectly imperfect, I learn to love you, my love is no guilt, my love is the only right thing I ever did, I wont leave you, the rain is drowning me, but I’m still smiling, I’ll die smiling, as long as I remember the look you have on your face when summer gets closer.

You’ll grow up, you’ll be wiser, simpler, you’ll light cities, and you’ll remember city lights that stayed awake at night.

Ropes

I don’t belong here! I belong to you!

I belong to that planet that has no moon,

Just because it has no night,

It’s always sunny

Days radiate with vibes that energies

I belong to you

To the fearless eyes of yours,

To that look of determination on your face

To the sparks you ignite the world with

Every time you dream

Every time when you paint on canvas with your brush

I fall to you

And I see that I belong to no one but you

You’re my angel

My saviuor

You’re powerful

 Fearless,

When I think of you

I see nothing but ability, courage and faith

I see nothing but glaring sun, and gusting winds

I see nothing but power, foresight and warmth

I see hopes, to cut the ropes that tangle me

I belong to you.

Whatever is the color of the sky

It’s always daylight that forces me to be awake

It’s you who holds the key

And it’s you who sees

It’s me…

Colors you hear

Color is power, color is the universe, color is everything and with no color there’s no creation. Colors are usually seen, but when you can depict color out of what you hear, it’s when you know color had a whole new different meaning, when you hear colors speaking, arguing while dancing on the lines of a symphony, it when you’d give up your sight, your taste and your ability to breath, it’s when you surrender to every vibration of a blessed string of every instrument playing the sounds, the colors and the smells of every scene of Amman. Old to new, new to old, colored to black, day to night you listen, you see, and you feel every note passing through your veins to move you unintentionally, unconsciously to jump, to applause, to remember everything you thought will never be true. You remember you still can, when you see a painting of success a head of you, when you know it’s not hard to be the one and only..

Dedicated to and inspired by the international Jordanian piano prodigy “Zade Dirani”.