No matter how much I tell you

You wont ever know what I don't

The core of my heart

Only known to one

Invite me to observe the sundial of your life

Or watch the sand grains count your day

Invite me to escape the gray under your umbrella

Or dance together in the rain

Maria Yousuf

Spending time with time

I spend time with time

Live in the present

Perform the mundane tasks

Look for something exciting in the bleak

Search for happiness on every sidewalk and street

I spend time with time

Go through yesterday

Plan about tomorrow

Wish to travel back and relive the smile

Wish to go forward and kill the anticipation

I spend time with time

Count the blessings I had

The things that didn't go wrong

Things that did but could have been worse

And the things that made me happy and smile

I spend time with time

Wait for the next dawn

Look forward to the happy moments to come

Grateful for the next breath I breathe

And the life that I still live and feel

Spending time with time...

Travelling The Day

I sit up in that sycamore tree

Earlier than dawn to later than dusk

I watch the first pastel colors wash the sky

And watch the first grains of time go drip drop

I watch the descent of the sun

Watch the enigmatic colors light up

Watch the diamonds make way on black felt

Cushioned in that velvet

Till end I stay and travel the day

But all is too enchanting for me to not stay

So I decide to spend the night away

And watch the transition again from dusk to day

No matter which path you chose

Or destination you reach

You will always turn back to me

Haiku By Maria Yousuf

You are a reflection of everyone and everything associated with you so be extra careful with your image, it is fragile...

Being One With the World

I could sit here by the window and taste the breeze

Relax with the pastel of dawn and breathe the surreal calm

I could sit here and watch the world embrace love from the beginning and fall in love with its morning smile

Knowing its our time to share our locked up happiness and tears

I could sit here and wait for the orchestra to begin playing and the passion to rain

For the time when brilliance and exotic tango and for ardently displayed art

I could sit here and wait to watch the coral sunset dawn on my wall and sweep me into its surreptitious fantasy

Knowing that I'll be back with its whispered secrets.

Being One In The World will Never Equal to Being One With The World.

Maria Yousuf

You've got a Home in my memories

An abode within me

You've built my structure of Love

Haiku By Maria Yousuf