My mind is heaven My eyes are the sun and the moon My awareness shines like the morning star.
Songs of EnlightenmentUnder the broken promises of superpowers and under the worlds indifference to spilled Arab blood.
Mornings in JeninI know she is crying. Her tears fall on the wrong side, into the bottomless well inside her.
Mornings in JeninDeath, in its certainty, is exacting its due respect and repose before it takes my hand.
Mornings in JeninRotating movement of the morning; in thy virgin heart, a piece of eternity breathed.
Love Poems: Love Conquers AllYou are the morning smiles and the midnight whispers; how can I forget you without forgetting them.
LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESSWhat’s wrong is that every morning and every night, I lie in bed wondering why you’re not beside me.
Ten Tiny BreathsShe asked where he lived. Second to the right,' said Peter, 'and then straight on till morning.
Peter Pan