Who Am I?

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There are so many things that I don’t understand

There’s a world within me that I cannot explain

Many room to explore but the doors look the same

I am lost, I can’t even remember my name


I am all in the sea of wonders

I doubt; I fear; I think

Strange things which I

Dare not confess to my

Own soul

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She Could Be Happy


She could be flower in every nightmare. Blossom in dark.

She speaks to me fondly of passions and talents, guitar and stars, ice cream and rainbow, dancing and beaches, past and miracle. Then stop short to apologies for speaking at all. She could be like that.

She could sit alone in every crowded place. Shadows behind the lights.

All because somewhere in her life, someone-blindfolded that she loved broke her heart again, ignore her letter and pure bliss on her wet eyes. And telling her to “shut up”, keep “it down”, “nobody cares”. She could be like that.

Someone once said; “People aren’t born sad. Happy? Yes, she could be.”

And suddenly she’s start one bravely steps, start singing to the stars with her rainbow ice cream, and dancing at the beach. She barely knows, that its time to start again and holds to miracle of beginnings.

She could be anywhere.

With anyone.


The Love Deserve

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You deserve a love that wants you disheveled, with everything  and ask the reasons that wake you up in a haste, with everything and demons that won’t let you sleep.

You deserve a love that makes you feel secure, able to take the world when it walks beside you; that feel your embrace are perfect for its skin.

You deserve a love that wants to dance with you at beginning until end of party, that goes paradise every time it looks into your eyes and never gets tired of studying your expressions.

You deserve a love that still love you when your legs turn into root, your finger into twigs and your hair into leafage.

You deserve a love that listens when you sing, that support you when you act like a fool, that respect your freedom; that accompanies you when you fly and isn’t afraid to fall.

You deserve a love that takes away the lies and brings you illusion, coffee, and poetry.

dedicated to the love that ends my journey

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Blue Dreaming



You are the shadow to my night ~ did you feel us?
Another star falls then you fade away
Afraid our aim is out of sight, when we are blindfolded
Wish to see us, alight.

“This dream.”

“Was it all only was my fantasy?”

“Or you only imaginary?”

“Where are you now?”


“Under the sea, another dream?”

Another dreams,
one of creepy faces at random bar starring at me, speaks other language, and they’re talking it to me.

“These shallow blue waters never met what I needed”

“I’m letting go a deeper dive, and come up in milky way galaxy”

“Eternal silence of the sea. I guess so, its Atlantis.”

All that i care to remember, everything was only blue.

Even in this words. Even its just a dream.

Blue Dreaming: “its one of many thought that i actually really like it, it was always uplift my morning as soon as I’m awake. I don’t know what it is exactly, but i know it wasn’t the answer.  Its good at the end. Eventually. “


Baby, You’ll Be Alright.

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Good morning dear, I hope I didn’t wake you too soon.

Because my mind is growing tired, too much thinking what I should do.

I picture you out there, It must be beautiful this time of year.


All those south coast leaves, floating round like embers from burning trees.

Well the weather out here is just the same, but do you think about me when you alone? The thing we used to do and the thing we used to be? You know that i could be the one who make you feel that way, and i could be the one who set you free.

Now it’s only work, each day bleeding into the next. Barely scraping by I tire myself out just so I can rest.
But rest it rarely comes, and when it does I cannot go home. Because it’s much too quiet, seems that I’m not suited to being alone.

And everyone around me changed.
But i remember, this is isn’t the way that we used to be.

I think about you maybe more than I should, but the smog is getting old, the drugs I’m taking aren’t so good. So will you talk to me? Even though you’ve had a late night.

Because I need a little help.

Baby, tell me I’ll be alright….

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If Someone Ask Me “Why?”


I would like to flash back to see that sunrise to collect memory instead of things, its time for us to pack up all the past and find what truly lasts.

If everything has been written down, so why worry?

If life changing, so why worry?

We say it’s still you and I with silly smile as we wave goodbye, and you can say that was your mistake to open up the door that closed for ages. Then someone once said that “You couldn’t”, then everything turns right, a few unsaid feelings seems happened to be true. That’s why I did, and I won’t worry.

If someone ask me, “why?”

Each series of life has something unsaid feelings. For those who said with metaphors, and for those who didn’t even know what metaphors means. When you remember once wasn’t good orgasm and remember the chapter wasn’t good plot, i hope we’ll realize that we own a promise that long forgotten,



Happier Choice



Somehow just by saying it, mixture feelings of excitement, worry, and pressure come upon us. Those feelings come because we have certain expectations to be met and when the calendar says that 2013 has officially begun, we often have this unspoken hope that some or at least one of our expectations can be crossed away from our list. You may expect to be a more positive person, i know, i do. Those target that you may aim like; have an great achievement in career, find a life partner, break a habit that doesn’t bring any good, and being committed to something bigger than yourself.

I wish is each one of you look forward to have a year that is full of happiness, joy, and fun. I know it’s been quite some time since the last time i post ‘Keep Calm I’m in Paradise’, but i have been saving my writing for my first book project.

On my twitter https://twitter.com/moussaaskey, i keep telling my self; “2013 is a gift” and this is not just wishful thinking, and it’s also not only my imaginary nor overreacting feelings.

I know that couple of days ago i received an email from someone that i already moved on, she said; “you are my biggest mistake in my great life”, after almost seventh month didn’t meet and talk with her anymore. To be honest i still can’t understand what happened between us, but someone once said to me; “to understand everything is to forgive everything.”

Let’s moving on with life along with all of our choices. If your choices have been making you a happier person then continues doing it. If your choices somehow have brought tears, anxiety and worry. don’t bother fixing what can not be changed instead take that experience and use it to make a new and better choices. Without you know it, 2013 will go by very quickly and 2014 will be soon around the corner. Start making a ‘happier choice’, when you don’t make that choice, you are postponing a happier and fuller life.

We never taste a perfect joy, our happiest successes are mix with sadness. ~miamou