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aMaL: Epic Love
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Sharing the flame inside. I am capable of epic love. Do you mind being a king? My heart is grand. And we sing between all hours and curves. My five voices and I. Does music make your heart chirp? I am capable of epic love. My heart paints colours never seen. Do you like sparks, sweet one? With a hug, both our fiery chests. Shall melt into one flesh. Do you like heat? Does it scare you, my dear? Does it stress your delicate mind. If I loved you more. If I sang a bit wider, deeper, sweeter. Amal - May 2015.
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aMaL: Watching Those Words
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Sharing the flame inside. I love linguistics. I love how languages are open, alive, adaptive, expressive, influencing, rich, complex, fluid and tangible. I love how languages are easily affected by personal, psychological, social, political, economic, historic and environmental factors. I am even more amazed by how languages can affect those factors in return. 8220;Don’t forget to”. Replaced with: “Remember to”. 8220;Why don’t you/we”. Replaced with: “How about”. 8221; Then stop talking, smile and wait f...
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aMaL: نعي
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Sharing the flame inside. أعلي أن أنعيك مرةً أخرى؟ أعلي أن أنعيك مرةً بعد مرة بعد مرة بعد مرة؟ كم مرة علي أن ألملمك من صدري وأطلقك إلى فم المحيط؟ كم مرة سأضطر أن أنتزع بحة صوتك من قلبي، وصداها. أركع للسماء لتجرفك من جذور صدري. ثم لماذا لا زلت هنا، قمراً عذباً جميلاً؟ لماذا تطفو كسحابة من ذهب تأبى الرحيل؟ لماذا أعتصر وتدمع عيني لك؟ ولماذا عليك أن تكون هكذا عزيزاً عليّ؟ وما هذا الحب غير البريء. ما هذه الصداقة المغموسة بالحلم. الملتسعة بنار البعد.؟ أعشق النور في عينيك الذهبيتين ولم أعد أقدر. أمل - يوليو 2015.
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aMaL: A Man's Word
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Sharing the flame inside. A short while later I requested my father to help out with something at home. He said he’ll take care of it. He didn’t. I began assuming that’s just how men are. They say things they don’t stick to. They just blurt them out in the spur of the moment. And then they go about being in their own world with absolutely no regard to the promises they made. I began to not believe almost anything the men in my life said. I don’t get it. I don’t understand whether it is a ...
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aMaL: ياسمين من فلسطين
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Sharing the flame inside. هواءٌ بركنٍ في القلب لا يتغير أثاثه كثيراً. جدران بلوحاتٍ وبلا ستائر. وأنت النافذة الأقرب لفلسطين. لا زال، رغم الصمت، رغم المسافات، رغم العار. لسانك يتغزل بنفسه عشقاً بالضفة. وفي فنجانك وكأسك عرسٌ يدور لا ينتهي. قد يكون حلماً-. متجذرٍ متعمقٍ في ماضٍ لا يزول. وتدرك تماماً أنه لن يرحل. التي ذبت وصفاً بجمالها. قد فرشت ذا الركن في القلب. هو الطفل الذي أردته منك ولم يتخصب في صورة بشر. هو من نطفة عشقك. ياسميناً ينثر عطره عند باب الدار. نغمٌ في سيمفونية. "سيدة الأرض". أمل - مايو 2015.
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aMaL: Either Or
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Sharing the flame inside. Hide your face in dirt. Shove all your baggage away. Sweep your dust and smoke. And go prey on another feast you hunger for. I can't swim in illusion. I can't breathe confusion. I can't dance to delusion. Pack all the toys you scatter and leave. Walk away like a sun that never wishes to shine again. Like a sunflower in a womb. Amal - 15 May 2015. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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aMaL: الملافظ سعد
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Sharing the flame inside. لدي شعور دائم بالقرف منذ أسبوعين، وأعتقد بأن الأمر مرتبط بصورة شبه مباشرة بكمية الكلمات القذرة التي سمعتها منذ التفجير المؤسف لمسجد الصادق في الكويت. أعني هنا بالتحديد تكرار كلمات "سنة" و"شيعة" في كل طالعة ونازلة بصورة تدعو للقرف لما تعكسه من أزمةٍ طائفيةٍ متغلغلةٍ مزرية. بالتأكيد وكما ذكرتنا صحيفة "رأي اليوم". لنمأمئ خيراً أو نصمت! أمل - يوليو 2015. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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aMaL: A Whispered Secret
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Sharing the flame inside. I'll whisper you a secret. As your breeze breezes in. As your luminous light peeks. Into the corners of moist folded pages. As some glitter escapes your sparkling eyes. And lands on the lap of my heart. As the air becomes suddenly perfumed with your scent,. Amal - June 2015. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Watermark template. Powered by Blogger.
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aMaL: Flood
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Sharing the flame inside. I don't understand this flood of love. Why is my heart overpouring with this sweet nectar? Why is it pulsating luminosity like a Shams in my heart? I don't know if I may touch you, would my fingers burn, would they burn you? I don't know how to carry this and walk about. I don't know how to host this generous traveller. Where is the qibla,. What is the compass,. Am I the traveller or the host? Why is the earth turning upside down? Why is love flooding from all directions?
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aMaL: Take Me Home
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Sharing the flame inside. Where languages float and sing with my heart. Where I eavesdrop to what's beyond sound. Where courtesy makes up half of what is uttered. Where a symphony constantly plays between hearts. Where the noon gets high on fountains of spices. In shaded tight alleys. And tea rings in its small glasses. Much that would drive me mad. Where it is chaotic yet understood. Where every layer melts onto the other. Like flesh on one body. My feet are weary of wandering. I want to fall back.
