White velvet calls before Paris does.
The lights in night twinkle in my heart.
The aftertaste delicate and smooth.
No room for winter blues.
Shooting Stars
On a hot August summer night.
Not an airplane or satellite in sight.
Time is the only thing that flies.
While watching shooting beams of light.
M.P.Yasmine
Noise
Earth’s noises haunt me in the early morning darkness from night.
People a few, driving their vehicle to nowhere.
At least in misery of the starting day.
The trees can’t even sing.
They cry in agony for a long time now.
It’s hurting listening,
but I can’t cut off my ears.
M.P.Yasmine
I forgive you
I wish i could scream from the top of my lungs that I have forgiven them.
So even my dreams that haunt me at night could hear me.
Frightful whimpers wake me up each night.
The dead still much alive.
Haunting me, hurting me.
My hand covers my mouth.
I softly speak…
M.P.Yasmine
The Night
Dreams haunt me from the core.
Let him not see my face.
I don’t want fate knocking at his door.
All I need to do is not look him in his eyes.
He will not notice and not will be here.
My lack of desiring re connection will be my disguise.
I don’t let him scan my well known face.
I’m going now, running down the stairs.
Out if this man’s sight.
I was never here.
My love will not leave a trace.
M.P.Yasmine
Time
Stars hide on gloomy nights.
Clouds equal time.
Through the hours.
Shining lights.
M.P.Yasmine
Light in the Night
Tonight will be the night.
That I might see.
What I have learned since being in light.
For a moment my hands covers my eyes.
Comforting the upcoming night.
Before I see.
That tonight,
I am the light.