Syed Arabi Khalique

Joined February 2021

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I am a guy from Jersey who is trying to put down in words what nightmares afflict him, hoping that will somewhat sweeten the deadly ordeal.

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The Candle I Lit Yesterday
The words I had written 9 years ago on a whim, Still reside in the dampened, yellow pages unseen. Few shall see my emotions unveiled,
By Syed Arabi Khalique5 days ago in Poets
My Esmeralda
What I am is the Hunchback of Notre Dame, Who looks for his Esmeralda everywhere in vain, And if you see her, please call my name,
By Syed Arabi Khalique3 months ago in Poets
The Fool at the corner of West Milford Street..
With a whisper, a breeze taps me on my shoulder. A rustling of summer trees rings like a bell of nature, And the ever gold sun peers through the clouds,
By Syed Arabi Khalique7 months ago in Poets
When The Roses Wither
Rumors have often come to me Of a strange wedding in my family. That a bride of utmost beauty and a divine serenity, Was welcomed despite the mother's uncertainty.
By Syed Arabi Khalique7 months ago in Poets
A Familiar Face
Why is it that love, of what they speak, is never a true glee? Bringing fear and pain, It never comes alone. And it never tells you when they come,
By Syed Arabi Khalique7 months ago in Poets
For Each Hand on The Clock
In a moment's time, all remains the same. For what changes really, in a moment's time, Is it the hour I missed of what could have been?
By Syed Arabi Khalique11 months ago in Poets
In Search of Love Lost to Time
To draw on a white page of the picture I love the most, Would take me days and nights for the one I chose, And the colors that would bring to her to life,
By Syed Arabi Khaliqueabout a year ago in Poets
The Shadow of Love
A mystery is what we can't understand nor find, Well, then is love the biggest mystery of all the time. A phenomena all have professed to have witnessed,
By Syed Arabi Khaliqueabout a year ago in Poets
In Search of One, Found the Other
Often times I sit and wonder, Amidst the bellowing rain and thunder, Of the painting I am painting of days to come, Of the happiness and joy to which I am numb,
By Syed Arabi Khaliqueabout a year ago in Poets
A Crisis of Faith
A bloody Sunday, a red sunrise and a drop of mud, Different paths leading to unknown destinations but, Where lies my home, and why can't I see?
By Syed Arabi Khaliqueabout a year ago in Poets
In Our Abyss
Who is to say? Of the words I may, Use one day To perhaps convey, The wishes of my broken heart. That in dismay, Hoping for the sun's ray,
By Syed Arabi Khalique2 years ago in Poets
Why Do Shadows Speak?
Behind every sunrise there is a promise of a twilight, That the giant fire welcomes the onset of the night, And in every street stands lampposts molded to the ground,
By Syed Arabi Khalique2 years ago in Poets

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The Candle I Lit Yesterday

My Esmeralda

The Fool at the corner of West Milford Street..

When The Roses Wither

A Familiar Face

For Each Hand on The Clock

In Search of Love Lost to Time

The Shadow of Love

In Search of One, Found the Other

A Crisis of Faith

In Our Abyss

Why Do Shadows Speak?

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