Your Majesty

Like an earthquake We witnessed Earth in awe Yielding to your grace For the power within Almost fractured gravity And the beauty of your existence Flooded the humble canyons   © 2013 ALIA SULTAN

Days are Emeralds

"Never underestimate human suffering", I once heard, "for each of us expresses pain differently" As I am growing by day, I see that we all suffer differently. I am now listening to the sound of movement, the whispers of silence and the quiet sway of the breeze. I see that the days are like precious... Continue Reading →

The Opposing Girl

They say mirrors are silent I say they scream words only we understand   Hello to the mirrored self The child inside You speak the truth when I tell lies   © 2013 ALIA SULTAN

The Universe Within

"Man is a universe within himself" There are dimensions inside We will never discover No matter how long we explore There is a vast unknown that is noiseless And drowns us in as quicksand Suspends us in absolute blankness Whenever we get lost It is as dark as a sky clear of stars   There... Continue Reading →

Mermaid in Sea 2

If I were to escape reality And hide within the pages of a fairytale I would be a mermaid in the atlantic ocean And in your diving journey Thousands of feet underneath You would find me Surrounded with mountains of pearls   You would be speechless of underwater secrets Admire the mountains of gold around... Continue Reading →

Astral Drizzle

"…And for each scar, a star falls from the sky to heal you" She told him before they went to sleep Kissed his forehead and smiled   20 years from now, he gets up from his empty bed And counts the scars on his heart her absence left So deep and so dear He weeps... Continue Reading →

Mermaid in Sea

I will stand straight facing the high waves I am not afraid Of the salted waters to touch my wounds Nor am I afraid Of the midnight howls of the sea So strong and still I will be With feet buried in the sand Like a statue I will stand straight facing the high waves... Continue Reading →

Suppressed 2

In their bedroom where all the worldly materials seemed to wither away, leaving room for their souls to rest in once and for all. He sat on their bed, reminiscing the times his parents argued on the slightest things, ending it with a laugh, or a hug, or perhaps a slammed door. He smiled, watching... Continue Reading →

The Son of Man

"He was crazy!" She said. In his room , you would see papers and random things scattered everywhere. His paintings weren't hanged at 180 degrees; they were somewhat tilted. The paintings that filled the walls of his room were strange, and the strangeness of them reflected in him. He had his own analysis to that... Continue Reading →

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