For you my little rahma....
My squishy delicious plinkerplonk,my sweety bum master of cute.
My energy bug that i love to hug,when i see you munching on fruit.

When you know you can't sink any deeper and your thoughts are crushing your soul.
Your heart beats sorely trying to fill a blackened hole.

It hurts my eyes,but they refuse to stop staring,
The pale blue sky and the clouds she's wearing.
Her infinity and power, fire of her son.
Far ahead of you no matter how fast you run.

This poem is dedicated to my precious sister who is expecting a fourth child by the will of Allah.Life tested her beyond misery,im proud to share her blood....

Fresh, the breath of life within.

Like a river of pain the tears are flowing,when the tanks are coming and the death rates are growing.

Children are screaming,women are tearful,leaders are quiet and our men are fearful.

Creation of God, loyal you stood.
A pleasure to have and see.
Now I see you covered in blood.
A fate that had to be.
An animal yes, and a friend you were.
A play mate for my child.

Will I find you Mr peaceful place?Your´e a tricky thing to hold.
You hide in the least expected places with the glory you unfold.
Share with me your freedom,have pitty when I bleed.

My eyes become heavy as my surroundings softly peck.
'Watch and learn' they whisper,while we gently rub your neck.

My bones become stiff as all the pain from my past creeps in.

The falling leaf from the weeping tree that falls like a sad lost soul,
Belonged to a tree that bowed and prayed, obeying and forgiving.

Once upon an ending, a girl cried out her soul.
No one could hear the sorrow, nor fill the empty hole.
She hurt and lived and regret reflected in her eyes.

Fiery skies above icy seas unite in beauty, hypnosis so deep and heavy.
Who dares to enter disbelief? The very thought so wicked.

I love her, I need her, and I crave her like water.
My dreams, my soul, my precious daughter.
My happiness is her, our hearts together.
My sweet princess and I bonded forever.

Not a lake of shimmering gold or a mountain of divine ruby stones could change how I feel about you.
Not a thousand years of life or a hundred suns and moons can change what I did to you.

There is a broken heart in every shadow, hidden secrets corrupting minds, weakening souls.

Sweet air of nature’s breath, I cry as you surround me, you’ve dried my tears for all these years, like everyone around me.