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Thursday, April 14

So We’re Back

The ancient god
Was on my bed

Relaxingly alert
To my touches
To my clutches
On his treasures;

I fed him love
He fed me pleasures

We did not ask why or how
We did not discuss politics
Nor we did human complex
In fact we hardly talked

But each of us knew
That nothing can outdo
Us together
Whatsoever


"Twins" By: Jere H.Allen

Posted by AyyA:: at :: 1:06 AM::

22 Comments:

Blogger AyyA said...

No I haven’t what about it?

9:37 AM  
Blogger Purgatory said...

fethee7a :P

1:37 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Why do you consider it fethee7a ?

2:39 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Hmmmmmmmm sounds interesting, I would believe her ;)

3:00 PM  
Blogger Jewaira said...

'tis an earth-moving union :)

4:10 PM  
Blogger Shurouq said...

"Agnes of God" is also a movie from the mid eighties.
Jane Fonda at her best.
Definitely worth checking out :)

6:44 PM  
Blogger Purgatory said...

ayya ;)

7:56 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Jewaira
Thanks 7abeebti, walla ma7ad fahimni qirish :)

Shurouq,
Thanks sweetie for the tip, I’ll sure check if out.

Purgy
Mokhic la yeroo7 ib3eed ;)

9:59 PM  
Blogger shosho said...

for some reason the line "we did not dicuss politics" did ring a bell...

;)

11:35 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

shosho
May be we both have something in common ;)

12:26 AM  
Blogger mishu1984 said...

ALL HAIL THE GOD MESHAL!

4:20 AM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Surprise, surprise, the lord Misho; himself is around... how are you sweetie, I missed yah :)

9:48 AM  
Blogger mishu1984 said...

All is well ;)

time, such a fleeting image i must say my dear Watson.

5:38 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Not if we give it another dimension by living it second by second. ;)

10:18 PM  
Blogger mishu1984 said...

second by second.. too tiring my dear, how about just one day at a time?

1:43 AM  
Blogger mishu1984 said...

join the fun my dear:

http://www.blogger.com/publish-comment.do?blogID=10627301&postID=111316983267518416&r=ok

2:33 AM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Hey dude
I never bother myself with his likes, he is not even dangerous to the young souls he is attracting, because as you saw he exposed himself and his intentions, that’s why he has to leave, he couldn’t possibly stay doing that for long. My guess: next time he’d be back blogging with a different nick and may be a different ideology, And his hailing commentators (although conditioned) but do have some doubts, they only need time to weigh things better.
Nevertheless; it was amusing, I had it with my morning breakfast :)

8:59 AM  
Blogger Peach said...

daaymn woman! Your poetry has a dangerously devastating effect on the simple single female mind! which is another way of saying it’s GREAT! I ain’t reading for you no more! Mkhasmaki ;p

3:05 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Ok, let’s say I was in a naughty mood. Never mind, this is an old poem that I scribbled some years back I just thought it was cute.

3:27 PM  
Blogger bo nasser said...

rabab ,, when ive read your blog for the 1st time i couldnt stop tell the end ,, keep on

5:03 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

Bader
Hey, what a way to end a hectic day, thanks, you really made my day :) welcome to your home anytime.

307cc
Heheheee, glad you like, I felt you jumping LOL, welcome aboard.

Tantalize
Very interesting interpretation and you are right in the sense that things do not have to represent themselves in a poem. The beauty of a poem is when it provokes imagination, and each reader can relate his own way. That’s why I don’t usually like to comment on my poems, I like to see what the reader saw in it. Your input truly made me happy :)

11:09 PM  
Blogger AyyA said...

The Expert
Waw, that was really moving, I specially liked the last stanza, so powerful, thanks for sharing dude :)

3:25 PM  

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