Vague

Fast running out time terrifies me..

The details of the daylight hours become faint.

Hardly remember you..Barely remember how it

was your day hours at this time last year.

May be i'm under the pressure of nostalgia,

nothing more created by a huge cloud

of disappointment.

Details of my shattered life

from now onward is just a vague..

Nothing special..Nothing concerns me,

and then no meaning for my existence.

Exhale

May be it's time to face facts..

When we feel weekness,

we leave ourselves vulnerable prey

for the fun of the others

in the name of feelings..Drift

realize that we are simply swimming

as missing tones in the space of others..

I certainly will be in one day quite

sufficient for a tone,

but now emptiness fills me,

and i don't want to be associated

with any tones

cause silence is more comfortable

than unsuitable melody..

Deferred diary

* When you're with me

i feel that the angels

diplaces from my way

all the road's stones .

* No one asked me about my identity

You are the sun

that introduces me to the world.

* Between you and me

field's songs

and a silver ball

made from the strings of Narcissus.

* Befor sunset

the city of lovers closes it's doors

and drinks scarlet wine

until the next sunset.

* You are clear

such as clarity of angels

and prosperous

such as the memory of ST

and i since the first years

the chaos pupil

who lost his words.

* You are the fire that is formed

inside the marble's rose

and the Marble which created

from eyes tears. 

Waitiing God's Special Gift 'SOFIA'

Sofia is God special gift indeed
and sharing a God's creation -a want and a need
This year i have been waiting for you to arrive
You are the one to be born out of love,
and with love you will thrive.
Every day, I ask God to shine a smile upon me
Allowing for your presence to set you free
Welcomed into our home for a lifetime to share
Explained as a blessing with loving care
A growth and a knowledge of you I will learn
Your love and acceptance, in time, I will earn
ready for your arrival as never before
Excited to discover just what is in store
You will surely be loved by all , nurtured, and cherished
For all that you will bring is all that was wished
Together we await your sweet kind arrival..

Tarek

Treasuring Moments With Destiny

As i remembered,somewhere out there
it was cool and quiet..
We marched in peace along the way , a force felt came forth
"The beauty unheard, the words to be seen"
Step up-Lead with Love
Share the essence of change
Today, tomorrow, forever!
A part, integrated-a whole-never separate again
Reinforce the beliefs
Rearrange the wonder of complete Joy
A day, a moment-a Life!
Only as a true being with excitement can real change occur
Give the gift of the meadows-shared in the storms
Male+Female= a force not to be questioned
The colors resonate bathed in the warmth of understanding..

Tarek

Beauty- Reflection Along The Way

As i progressed through the second act , I realize what is still undone
Allowing the presence of mind and spirit to address this void

I contemplate the journey.
When the curtain falls, as it must some day
I will remember, I lived for today!
Never regretting time unspent
I savor the moments, the seconds, the hours, the days
Richness in spirit, integrity of heart
Together or alone with love; a great start
Gratitude for all of lifes bountiful gifts
Revelling in the knowledge-life can never be unchanged-nor would I want it so
Treasuring the friendships amassed, I celebrate!
For now a break in intensity of thought-for later a strength to rise above
With Peace I enter this new decade.

Tarek

Never To Quit

Any time things can go wrong, as they sometime will, When then road you are travelling seems all uphill, When the funds are low, and the debts are high, and you want to smile, but you have to sigh, When care is pressing you down a bit, rest if you must, but, never you quit. Life is queer with it's twists and turns, as every one of us sometimes learns, and many a failure turns about, when you might have one had you stuck it out.  Don't give up though the pace seems slow-you may succeed with another blow.  Success is failure turned inside out.  The silver tints of the clouds of doubt.  And you never can tell how close you are; it may be near when it seems so far.  So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit-it's when things seem worst that you must never quit ..

Tarek

Lady of first love

O lady of first love

O female was not created yet

I traveled in all my imagination

setting your images in my thoughts

as a created fiction

realized by those who

can really imagine

and left my fantasy to the world

and made a fiction

that can't be realized.

I imagined you a worshiped God

and all your lover

lined with their offering

bow down in passion

cause you are Ldy of first love..

Female that was not created yet..

Tarek

7/9/2011

Kiss power

Kiss me eagerly with violence

and don't be a dreamer as specter

break the alphabetic characteron my mouth

then if leant a little bit on my side

and said in a coquetry '' please enough ''

I'll kiss you with much desire

and you will find in my weakness

a little more of my strength..

Tarek

22/8/2011

Purity Lady

You are my companion
dear gratitude lady
Dancing passion and charming desires
Chant and Vision
that lives in all atoms
in all places and times
in all circumstances
even in my all parts..
O my wonderful verses
My goals and behavioral
You are the purity lady
and all the purity ..

Tarek
07/9/2011

SOFIA

I saw a beautiful sunny rays
cut through dark rain clouds
with a shriek not so quiet..
SOFIA
My face find it's smile
in this warmth moment of love
As your joyful presence was announced.
Oh the gentle cool breeze
colours the starry sky like night
with a yawn so innocent
your peacful soul
erraptures into my heart..
Stroke your cheeks to feel
the velvety sweetness of rose
bring your face to mine
and feel the overwhelm of delight..
All babies are alike,say them old girls
refuse them all , for you're one none like .
Wrap your baby fingers
around mine so tight
and stay close to my
still beating heart
I'll sing you songs many a nights
till you're big bird
ready to take flight..
Tarek
dedecated to my lovely BABY 'SOFIA' WITH LOVE.
22/8/2011

BOSOM DANCE - 16

Thats true and it's fact

I'm coming to you

where you are on your coach

defeated by the moments of waiting.

I'll draw your real image

as my realistice existance..

I was lost.. and now here iam

in a little while i'll be between your hands

thinking about my first words

A kiss is enough

to explain a thousand talking

when we meet i'll forget myself

come closer..let me coordinat

between my kiss and your body moan

while moments rushing..

I know those fancy kisses

they are my wealthy antidote

infiltrating my soul..

A kiss on your lips

means more than breathing

the scented nectar

Oh my proud life and death

my fortune sunshine

place me like a martyr in the character kiss.

Assemble me the lucky breeze

in the calm of your chest

draw me a love

in the longing panel

Oh charming body

How i miss you

How i miss to hold you to my chest

read now my sympathy

Invites me to your holy desire

let me surge with you

in the dumping moments

and let us dive in the

vicinity of heat and lust..

completed

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE - 15

Long hours of fatigue

took you to wait a lot

till you are overcomed

with drowsiness feeling

and still i'm on my way to you

Images are racing with me

and always i draw you in it.

Since those days where we met

and we exploded in a bosom default dance.

Where deeply-felt desire

when i use to play for you words

hand finger playing on my keybord a master piece

like im present in those moments

touching the corners of your burning body

O,,,OOAH

How i remember those moments

how i was

you swear under oath

and how then will the numbners

dance in us

when a breeze of exultation stick with us

and outbreak our ripeness

like an active force

granted by a moment of numbners

where the walls of the narcissus room

watchover our burning gasp..

Rush and come in a greedly progress

and nothing will stops you

lets share our desires

as shame coating the air

The nectar of our self

will stay like particles of water

never to burn..

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE - 14

I'll bring a bottle of deluxe white wine

and starts my own party

I swear i always embroidered every heart i loved

with my soul and antidotal

and for all my created words

i keep it much graceful

deeply rooted and warm.

I always pray for a vibrant spirit

and never prayed for bodies

i'll stay as iam

immortal in the presance

of the eternal glamorous dance.

Some characters stretched

some characters will wander in anger

until you believe in the truth

that beauty has presance

and nothing to compare to it

and your spirit will accept

that serenity will be the title of purity.

Do not challange the moments

that erupted our desires

Oh, what about the deprivation

that lives in your body..

How you control it

and how you will free it

How about this body

which fear the wishes of the spirit.

Let me have your crystallized body.

Let me follow and love it's identity.

Let me witness it's creativity.

Let me live proud

at the juncture of your bosom..

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE - 13

I will crucify your body

and a thousand bodies

then do not say a word

until i see it burning in jealousy

blaze it and ignites it

and does not turn off

Give it to me

let me tie it up and melt it night

and when it is flown

i'll cool it down

even i'll freez it day and night

is the meserable aware of the female suffers

is the pain aware which sorness lust ever

is death aware if heart revived

Ask , and see which tender i'll offer

then come here

i want you standing like a mediator

and keep your neck raised

cause my coming kisses

on your body raging

and if you start bleeding

i'll let you drink my delightful water

and keeps you drunk..

Sighed with deep pleasure

quivering your body

your desires wintness my blessed feelings.

It is there where the shelter

of my joy cherished..

Tarek

bosom dance - 12

I have a pride in your presence

leading me

being chained mercilessly

to your heart.

How not and your love

is the map of my existance.

How not and your heart

beats with my loyalty

I do not desire other than you

where my soul lives in your land

a beautiful dream.

My legend affection is longing

to be released..

to be united and shine

next to your splendor meadow.

So please feel pity

for this body pledged with love..

and flooded with longing and desire

tarek

BOSOM DANCE 11

Be all the heavenly planets

I'm the universe which holds you

Be a volcano.. iam your sky

a waterfall that swallows your smoke,

inhale it death,and blow it life

in your body.

Be water,and i'll be the land

swallows you

changes into lovely paradise.

Be the air, and i'll fill your lungs

and be your beautiful pulse .

Be the night , i'll be your light

Be the day,i'll be your shadow

Be my proud nostalgia

and make me part of your

inspiration continence

cause i'm the obedient

marched towards your

inviting blossom land ..

BOSOM DANCE 10

I want to get out of my chest exhale,

and play a Bosom symphony

weaved to harmonize you.

How not, and your feminity

is my masculine language.

How not and your path

calling my steps.

How not and without you

i miss paradise,

with all it's charming beauty

and it's pleasure.

Where it was said no eyes

has seen , nor ear has heard

and no heart of human beings felt.

Even though without you

not to be,

it would be just ruins

without being..

If i woke up, i cry

the hours i slept,

where sleep robbed me,

kept me lonely without you.

I want you my existance,

i learnt every pulse is you

I want to share with you

only one breath,

where your right cheek

sleep on my chest

and your fingers

scattering my hair

and your lips kisses

simulating it's pulse,

and your hand traveling

all over my body..

Oh your tongue

Oh this raspberry

I imagine as an angry female

on the comfort of my chest

Oh your lips

cocktail of fruit juice

tested with all parts of my body .

Oh my relief thirst

O elixir of life

when you are lying on your back

and my head is drenched

in the junction of your

beautiful valley,

and a rapidshare talks

between me and the gate

of life in you ,

where your hands on your chest

holding two flourishing moon..

Oh your face so bright

among them

a shining sun

Oh my proud identity

my marvelous land

my body is calling your

pleased devotion

with all the innocence

cries of irritability ..

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE 9

Creats me a crachters

in the mouth of my beautiful beloved

muttering a word LOVE..

My letters without you

only a silent dumb.

when silence interogated me

and never spoke.

Creat me in the holy words

in the shawl of characters

ties me on a sentance buttocks

let it dance joyfully.

Creat me a song story

Creat me a poem

drawing you..Re-creating

your clear beauty

Creat me presence in the non

and fill me when void fills me.

Color my heaven with your pride,

with your shapely whispers

with music of your play.

Everything you find in yourself

return it and dischargs it

to my soul tissues.

I want to be you

or you being me

or creats me a gem

with care on your chest.

How do i then feel

while perfumed

with sprinkles of your

sympathetic sweat ..

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE 8

Oh my lord

I want her the fragrance of nostalgia.

I want to hold every screams

in her body cell

I want the high clear sky

be jealous of her body

while she undressed.

I want every land to be

ashamed of her clay

I want the twilight to be erased

from the check of the sky

and no twilight exists

only the twilight of her body.

While gently strike her plateaux

where the charmed redness

inhabited her .

Where colors are unable

to compare to her character

where the artist is existed

and through his brush saying :

Glory for this creation quaintness

body and temptation

and a beautiful game

shake the desire and orgasm together

and longing for spaces

beyond fantasies
in a cold chamber
induced with passion
requesting warmth..

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE 7

Since lying

and even till survival

where she looks at her night

where that ashes spread from her side.

and the fragrance of the smoke

that mixes with our breath

that turns everything

in between fingers

and gently hit her heel

falling in the elegant wind

drawn by atoms of air

like a musical script.

I love playing Guitar

I provoked a touch of strings

I imagine at that moment

how do my hand travel

behind the tufts

of her hair

and finger prints from my

fingertips sparks in clarity

while touching the hair

on your shoulders exits..

Oh a love hour brings us together

in our encounter

even when we are idle

give me the calls of insimnia ..

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE 6

I know the injustice of words

i wont draw your image

as the wish of my female,

however i'll draw your image

according to my desires.

I will thus be like that

never to deny the truth.

I'll be my self

and the game counterfeiting

is not for me.

Oh morning eternity in eternal love.

For whome, i wonder ?

I'll creat you a drop

in my self

but i'll feed on you

like a cloud rain

irrigating the thirst

of unquenchable body.

When those bishop planetarium

sintered with pictures from you

and resemble you

you are a fact dissolved

within all images

when i'm at my tempting place

i watch you ecstatic the sweet

nectar excited in your body,

where your drops like mumbling

your calls.

Oh spirit of passion that

brings us together

Oh pain meeting

pain of serenity

Oh a million points weaving you,

in the form of purity

and tenderness.

Oh blooming passion in my life

call me.. i GOT my wish

a clamor chants

whenever i miss that pure

holiness touch..

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE 5

My indiscpline while i kiss your palm

is just an order to my desires.

Oh my exciting beam

in the corner of the studio

all the colors are no longer tempt me

even my brush with

it's charming hair does not lure.

Oh generous pleasure

i want to write

a blessed poem

to be heard only by your body

when the blood flows

from the borders of it's characters

when my body chills

longing for what i see.

I want to see the vast

space in your body

I want my tounge

plays there

at your endless fun land,

where drops of saliva

keep awake.

I want to address your lips

and mouth,and burn my lips

with heat of your breath.

Oh female beauty

O inspired female

O apple of vagus

in the whites

of your eyes..

It is an assumed fateful

lust i created in your body

in a moment of snappy

Tarek

BOSOM DANCE-4

Behind that walls of the world

groans sparkled in rebellion

cries dissipated

and the robe ripped off

Nudity swing in enjoyment

the language of two bodies

created to play and misery

color of sky and i

have flown here

like intrigued character

on the wall of silance

our movements formed

as our desires

color of the night and i

have flown here

like the darkness

of a female hair

recieved by a shy buttocks

drop-down to the last border of beauty

color of joy and i

have flown here

like a jubilant face

creating the spirit of joy

and lips as chips roses

it's holiness my direction

the color of longing and i

have flown here

like a high bosom nipple

saddled with the rise of the tongue

even when it reach it's top

was about to perish tired

the color of desire and i

have flown here

such as mace

and a ring tired of beating the weld

and melting of intimate

melt in it golden piece

long for a diamond gem

where convergence is the

language of the roads

play it's rhythm an expert thumper

I and every color

no language for us

but our beauty share

the arrogant meeting..

Tarek

April 2011

BOSOM DANCE-3

It's the throb of her breath

fill the place

oh inspiration that swallows

every breath

oh the smell of mud

and the chamber music

the rhythm of my soul

oh the appealing desire

for a buddhist monk courting

the body prayer

in her memory sleeps eternal kiss

as she said :

all other kisses died

and your only kiss revived

my existance

where it is based high

like a victory banner

when body is defeated

after fragments

of love gushed forth

through letters and pictures

raised through the velvet voice

through words how, and how

gathered across the lips

of this affectioate mouth

with warm breath

and perfumed presence

and the charming smile

and the dazzling laugh

when compacting stories

and listing the flirting events

at the moments of meeting

late

began tragically

with a kiss not stupid

but one over kiss

in the fragment of love ..

Tarek

April 2011

BOSOM DANCE-2

Where the steps of lips

and the tongue tag

and a bump extremist

and a bosom nipple

floating worshiper

standing as usual unbaised

praying in it's niche

and a body church

at the end of that valley

and a clutch without mercy

it is the shivering desire

and the end of it's seeking

and adhesion

it's the hunger of a dormant

where lava unforgiving

it is vibration

and arrival to the limit of engorgement

it is the thirst of blood

renunciation in the hedsteps of desire..

Tarek

April 2011

BOSOM DANCE-1

Tore the robe of desire

from the scent smell in that body

where lies the shackles of lust

and the look of thirst,

and the gleam deep inside her

and that decent colored twilight cheek

and the smoldering lip,

where the fangs are planted in

and the crimson tongue hanging out wet

flirts it..

Oh rian in a cranky situation

facing a neck revellion

and a bosom dance

and inflamed distances,

and the call of coldness

and a burning warmth

and familiar things

in the bosom of insomnia

with a burning desire

for docking,

and drowning in the aroused sweat

at that wealthy junction

with locked gate,

and a lover fatuated

with moments of dusk

where the red spot

in that velvety tunnel

and the cries of rain

and the sceams of ice

and the vein pulse

and the implantation of claws

and hell breath

and dying of drowning..

Tarek

April 2011