Passion Fruit

A duet of black and white roses

One crowned a mystery

The other crested tender

One sung intense blazing 
The other subtle, a kindled flame

Tangled harmony of harp strings and violin

Tender waves under the noon sun

A ballroom with bow ties and dresses

A dance barely begun

Wrapped velvet overlapping

Rich in enigma, Soft in sensation

Immaculate in weighing both equal

Fierce against amiable

A Passion fruit

A song poised

An empowering presence

An endearing essence

The emblem of your entity
Comprised magnificently of depth
Hushed into invisibility
Secrets well kept

Strength obscure form plain view
What you know, what you knew
A broken fragment from the entire truth
An aged soul in budding youth

Surface silk, smooth and placid
Curtained storms wailing vivid
Protected, shielded from hearts that see
Saving oneselfs an eternity

Harmonizing the past like gold threads hung
All a lesson, a memory sung
A pattern of love and constant defeat
A bequeathed experience unknown, unseen

Composed melody of a rising dawn

Traced silhouette of a fiery sunset
Parallel in the universe living apart 
Emblazoned together on your heart

Embellished whispers upon your soul

Fragmented sorrows making it whole

An exempliary life of a passion fruit

Passionate in being with the sweetness of a fruit

Passion Fruit

Imprisoned

Tempted by surrounding colors
I am imprisoned in a circus
Joy my mask, sorrow my sentiments
I'm your entertainment, your amusement
Among colors and laughs My tears fall
As I walk the wire without stall
Distracted and bruised I try and see
the blurred destination, the stark reality
With the freedom you think bestowed upon me
I live an imprisoned identity 

The Sleeping Child at Night

Like the sleeping child at night holding his mothers hand
Who stirs as she moves
Refuses to let go when she tries to leave

Whose life is encompassed within that one entity
Who lives her every presence
Wails lost in her absence

The sleeping child with harbored attachments
Which he keeps protected under his umbrella
Holding on tighter as time moves further

His weakness, his Achilles heel
The sinking ship of loss unthinkable
The absence of a lighthouse unimaginable

I lie in bed asleep holding your hand
Grasp it tighter as you move
Refuse to let you go

I lie in bed asleep
Afraid that you'll be gone when I wake up
Afraid that I'll loose my ship's anchor and it'll float away
Afraid that an arrow will strike my Achilles Heel
Afraid that I'll be lost in the black death of your absence
Afraid
Like the sleeping child at night

Scattered

We are all travelers and passerby's the same.
We accompany others and are accompanied towards the eternal fate.
Change is the one constant
Bridges are the one connection
Burnt bridges or paths forgotten
Dissipate clarity, submerge mists into a haze
Crisp tears soaked in change stand a wall of opaque fog
As yesterday's dew shines as a reminder on your clock

Maria Yousuf

Even if I find peace in the whispers of rustling leaves
Fall may not always be happy for me
Even if I find harmony by the subtle seas
Waves may not always be friendly with me
Even if I enjoy being in the company of the spilling moonlight
The fallen darkness may not be tranquil for me

Maria Yousuf

The Message of Farewell

I sit in the tree house wondering at the full moon
See the the flickering shade of the single lantern in the room
The passing breeze chills me
I wrap my blanket closer
There is no one around
Goosebumps rise at the absence of sound

Silence screams & loneliness pricks my skin
The moonlight and lantern quiet and dim
The plague of loneliness begins setting in
One presence is all I wish
I stare at the bouquet crowned with  black & white roses
Stare at death and silence coming my way

The Message of Farewell

I don't fly with wings, I rise in an air balloon
The gentle ascend, the expanse view
All the more pleasant and new

Maria Yousuf

Travel on air
Upon invisible steps
To dreams and wishes
Among impossible quests

Maria Yousuf

Don't just count the stars to form a constellation, connect the glitter
Don't just lie staring at the brilliance, recognize the significance
Don't mystify the the reason of joy, share the moment

Maria Yousuf

No astonishment lies in truth
The words I speak will be yours one day
Your rhythm

Maria Yousuf