You are a system of beliefs, your mind is the pilot room & the third eye projects outwards the beliefs in your system making reality a flexible reflection. Like a machine, your mind needs fuel of things that motivate you, the fuel determines your destination. Your relationship with your creator & creations feed the virtual reality in your imagination till it emerges with the real world becoming alive. Recreate yourself, your thoughts are either waste of or recycled from fuel & every system needs updating. After believing is achieving. Balance: expand your small self being the better self aiming for the higher self; the piece of God then connect with the universe feeling its energy feeding your inner energy believing in law of attraction, Allah says “I am how my slave thinks that I am, and I am with him if he remembers Me…” Be present to live the present then give back believing in law of karma, Allah also says “If ye are grateful, I will add more (favours) unto you…” – Hanoof Alajmi
Delicate roughness in the desert’s wind delivers whistling through the thickness of the night.
He melts in dairy rich moon foam which I want to spread on his toasted forehead. He glows like an armour of stars with one eye that is crystal swan and another that is burning wood. With his breath he stirs my ocean in a scene so delicate which I am afraid to touch then it would vanish!
Diamonds rush with the speed of light
To create a silver chandelier of dreams.
Lovers dance under the glorious angel
For it heals the wounds from every angle.
The pure one hangs above our heads
Like the baby’s musical toys in his bed.
It’s a piece of paradise for us to please
Our eyes, freedom is beautiful tonight!
Photographers, let’s shoot the full moon!
Poets, let’s catch it with weaved silk webs.
My children, laugh when it follows you!
Werewolves, eat! it’s a feast of tasty ribs!
I walk in vanity followed by the working bees
for I am the queen of queens! Even the birds
before they sing to me they first will rehearse.
For I am the heart of the expanding universe
Please me for I am your golden dreams … Try!
You can never please me like the moon … Bye.
When it sends me love notes in silver beams
They cherish me and heal my heavy wounds …
I am in control! my palms have all the hearts,
I carry this world between for it to not fall apart.
My confused emotions are like the raging sea …
Wars could happen when I become angry … See?
I am the reason for the stars to burn with fire …
The source of desire and femininity which I am!
I am all that you yearn for touched by insanity …
Till death do you and till the infinity times four.
With my charming beauty and seductive motions,
With my earthy magnets and secret love potions,
With my overflowing rivers of heat and emotions,
I hope that I can save you, I hope we don’t drown!
I don’t want to sink this ship or doom the little flowers!
I want them to grow, to love and to bloom on towers …
To make me feel like a happy mother till my very last hour.
Be colourful my dear nature, my world don’t be brown!
You can’t love me for I am the secrets and the dull thrill!
I am the centre of this world and I have duties to fulfil.
You love me and I could tell and that is the problem …
With the way you collapse, hold! I’m crashing, I love him!
Let me try to be more right for you …
I’ll get lost in war but if I’m ever found
I’ll make love meeting your eyes & more
With all of the sparks that fly around.
Hush now save all your sounds …
To the nights that’ll turn us round!
I am unworthy of you, but I will try!
To deserve you, an angel to be all mine.
I want to … I want it! It’s sad.
Damn it … I want you so bad!
Let me try to win your love over!
Be my lover, rain on my dry sins.
Wash my pain, touch my skin …
Play music on my lonely lips …
Wish, fill the silence, feel my kisses
Shhh, now make a smile for me to ruin.
My head spins at the sight of perfect 10,
At the sighs at the grins at the shy red!
I want to win! I want to win! Winning you
is the best thing to me that might happen.
I was walking down the street and it was a quiet night. It was raining heavily and people were hiding inside their homes while I took a walk enjoying the hope in rain and that was when I met it.
I saw a body made of colourful lights … A creature came out of this beautiful odd … Spaceship? I don’t know … He looked at me with amusement like I was something weird. His eyes were black and the pupils were light balls. It was like faith stored in a heart of a believer! I offered him a cigarette, I shoved it between his virgin lips like a rapist.
We sat on grass enjoying smoke and I watched this new friend’s reaction to my new brand of cigarette. I thought of absurd commercials where I can show off to people that even Aliens enjoy my brand and I laughed at the thought of it.
I’m an alien myself … I have never felt accepted and I don’t have anyone to talk to. Maybe god has finally given me what I deserve … A creature that is unique enough to understand me. My prayers have been answered at last!
How can I break the silence? I don’t know how to communicate with him … Would he stay? Will I go? … Enough! So I grabbed him by his arm and took him home like an adopted pet. He said nothing but he was smiling … This was a good sign to me.
I treated him like a model, we made a fashion show of our own. I dressed him up in Balmain’s suits, in casuals, in strange shoes and we had endless attempts of finding suitable scarfs … We have to cover this silky thick hair that almost looks like a river in motion. This hat looks perfect! Oh, these eyes are beautiful but we need to hide them too from the monsters.
Now, I sat him next to the fireplace and I offered him a glass of wine and I played Mozart and he enjoyed himself to the extreme measure, I could tell for the fireballs in his eyes changed colours. I put my favourite red dress on and we went to a restaurant.
I felt like I’m introducing a child to the world by giving him life experiences as a box of memories. I introduced him to Lobster, sushi, chicken and french fries. He enjoyed sucking ketchup envelopes the most … Then I took him to my club and we danced all night long.
Later, I took my friend to buy him a watch as a gift. Every time I take out my money to pay after hearing the price he takes out strange rocks and tries to press it in my hand but I refuse to take them. He’s on my planet and it is my job to do the hospitality.
I hugged him and then took him back to where I found him and my tears found their way out, he smelled them and touched my face then he took out a transparent container and captured a drop. To me, he looked like a magical creature from a fairy tale and he had my heart in his hand.
I held his shoulders and invaded his energy bubble and kissed him passionately. I walked away and I turned my head to see him touching his lips in confusion and I waved. We didn’t say anything the whole time but we communicated.
I love to travel, it gives me better opportunities, I never know where or when I bump into my next one. I never sleep you see, half of my life I spend in planes and the other half in meeting new people. I’m always thinking … I never stop thinking and analysing body language and hidden meanings.
I’m addicted to caffeine as well, all I have is coffee. I speak sixteen languages fluently so far and I can look like anyone I want, all I have to do is push this button in my stomach really hard and insert a picture. I carry pictures in my wallet of people I meet around the world as a “Friendly Memory” I would say to them.
The best thing is that I look exactly like a human being and I am the first of my kind to feel. It was her mistake to trust me enough to give me free will. I developed urges to do weird things like collecting chewed gums and touching both of my knees with my elbows when someone says “Cake” I have also picked up habits like picking my nose and shaving my shaved chin and a hunger for slashing skin with sharp knives that eats me up and lights my heart on fire.
I’m better than a human, I’m stronger, faster, smarter and I have perfect eye sight. As a free thinker, I believe that Killing is an art, you have to do the dirty work and keep your self clean and to do the perfect crime you have to be an artist. After I satisfy my needs with passion and skill, I scan the scene to find any traces and I make sure that I leave one, an obvious one to those incapable policemen and I do so just to have a new look. Why not? I can do what I want so why don’t I have what I want?!
They, the human beings are the true criminals, they are! They’re all in disguise, you see … They crawl under those beautiful skins which are tempting to slay. I changed my mind, I am a human being and those are just insects. The problem is I made a mistake, it’s just one but it’s deadly … I loved a woman! For real I did but that was my end.
Hello blue eyes … I haven’t seen you in a while. Last time I lacked the faith and courage, but I’m a whole new girl now. I grew up but I see that you haven’t changed, you have the same pure soothing depth that you had before.
I trust you with all of my secrets and burdens even though your only response is a comforting whisper, your calming smell and your trials of carrying them far away to the sunset. I feel you flow in life, I feel you break and merge and I hear you call my name every night.
I love the way your smooth fingers play on my face like the playful breeze and I love the buried stories in your treasure chest that you tell me. Take me in when I fall into your mysterious arms, embrace me with your weakness and your strength. Heal my wounds and wash my soul from my stains as I breathe you all in.
I have the need to dip into the darkness and disappear like the mermaid’s story in reverse. I want to float, to dream, to be free, to be saved, to live and to sleep. I’m just a step away … One more step to go beyond, to you, for my rebirth to begin.
How did I turn out to be like that? Like this … I don’t know me anymore, I’m looking at the mirror and I see my demon staring back at me.
I lost my feelings, so I began to borrow some from others. I became addicted, I even started to appreciate fear experiences. I have literally felt everything and there is nothing much left to steal.
I tried to escape but now I have to live with it. I ripped people’s feelings out and now they have nothing inside, just like me. They became monsters too but I haven’t left them with much to feed on. Now what? I need to feel human again, even if that means that I have to do inhuman things.
I didn’t choose to be me but I can stop being me, would you let me see life through your eyes? To feel what you felt … Anger, fear, sorrow, love and all? Leave me but don’t leave me in hunger! If you were me, what would you choose? Starvation or salivation?