Flowers In Palestine
©furqanahmed
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furqanahmed 2w
My hands are bouquets of red roses
that has the same aroma as my brother's blood.
My brother was the fastest,
faster than hope enters and leaves.
Brought down while still wearing the clothes of innocence,
he wasn't fast enough indeed,
my brother's blood resists leaving,
and the cowards in Israel feel hopeless about the weapon I carry in my hands,
the blood of my brother,
God knows it smells the same as hope.
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furqanahmed 4w
When you talk about love
don't talk about me
for I am a destructive habit,
love would end me.
When you talk about hate
don't talk about me
for I will be under the burden
for loving thee.
When you talk about the cruelness
don't talk about me
for I had the gentlest hands
when it came to holding thee.
When you talk about kindness
don't talk about me
my rage is full of voids
to fill the wall, I'll cement thee.
When you talk about solace
don't talk about me
there'll be you wanting peace,
and in the middle, me.
When you talk about love
don't talk about me
for I have loved you the way
love can be free.
@furqanahmed
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furqanahmed 5w
We shouldn't be this close.
Should I love you in silence, or should I love you like people looking after their first love story?
How do they look after it?
They crack their bones to let their beloved enter
and continuously bang their heads on the ground
as if drumming on the arrival of their beloved.
What's next?
They come and go like doves
holding voice notes that say,
"If you don't die, you haven't love.
If you die, you haven't love.
What's in between is a passion for persistence".
@furqanahmed
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If you die, you haven't love.
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furqanahmed 5w
Words are fluffy, cotton candy,
but will you pull the trigger
to arrange them in order.
Words possess the arrangement of souls;
they can be harsh on themselves,
causing them to be harsh on others.
I used to carry a stone, a sharp-edged,
pointed towards you
who decided not to give back my love on the night
you were looking radiant as the sun,
catching the eyes of the moon,
spinning the weather phenomenon,
and breaking the discipline of nature.
Night was lost; it was so lost in silence.
And you were waiting for a lover
to pass by and catch breaths of you
on the dark side of the rainy season
where people forget souls, lose souls,
find no peace, find no cure, no breath,
find temptations, pass them on,
and then move on peacefully.
But what of the stone,
sharp-edged, pointed towards you.
I have shaped it into a heart.
@furqanahmed
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furqanahmed 7w
Stay, my heart, stay with me, never ask me for a friend; I want you to be free.
Stay, my heart, stay with me; where else will you find wonders if thee don't have me?
Stay, my heart, stay with me; who else is in there, who else has the key?
Stay my heart, stay with me, by God if you do, that's life! The existence nest.
Stay, my heart, stay with me, don't pretend to be expired, let me love, reason and see, Who else's there for you in the east or west.
Stay, my heart, stay with me; I want you to be home before the end; I don't want to die inside my chest.
@furqanahmed
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furqanahmed 7w
I am travelling and not travelling.
In alignment with freedom towards heaven,
my eyes are the waves, always on the shore but at the same time the waves that never touch the shore.I am travelling and not travelling.
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furqanahmed 8w
No one came back, but my heart and me, to hug my home.
✒@furqnahmed
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furqanahmed 9w
Maimed by love, the heart desired a new heart.
God replied, Inside the wound is a new heart and a new wound.
@firqanahmed
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furqanahmed 9w
I don't just hearken to the birds anymore; I sing to them.
@furqanahmed
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furqanahmed 10w
Where's love?
Inside opening in my left pocket that leads back home.
Where's love, my heart?
"Wherever you stand as yourself".
@furqanahmed
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