Nidal
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Male/United Arab Emirates
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- Deviant since Oct 7, 2004, 11:08 AM
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Zaid


Halt breaths, Choke air escaping into lungs, Stitch shut, Mouths that dare to pry open, leave them hung.
Lend me your nights into one thousand and one Arabian minutes, Take leave of reality that you indulge in and inhale, Lend me gaping minds aspread, lubricated and hungry, Take leave of your dreaming slumber into my tale, Lend me moments of awakening into curtained lives, Take leave of moulding, wretched pleasures and senses stale.
Into the life of Zaid now dying lays he, Into glands and tears of crying me, The story of decay over many years, Let the
Recent Deviations


Little Light PrayerDear scribbler,
Dear delicate fiddling fool, Bring each beat of your wings closer, swing their breadth to my face.
With slower flurry, or furious flow, A quieter pace, And make me glow.
Tips of felt-tip pens against, My skin and then, Spelling; when? Dear fiddler, where will you pray, Next? Where will you meet the earth again?
Swing each beat of your wings, Closer, Bring their breadth, make me sing.
Little Light Prayer
in Spoken Word on 7/13/07


Dare I DustDare I dust off the medallions of grapes,
Dare I defy the gravity of the vines?
Green spiral, coiling into leaf, tang of aching cluster, Plump with pulp enskinned in thin yearning, to capture the tears of morning that bemoans the night.
Flesher red in hummingbird tongue-weaved coats, bloated with juices of our blending sexes, loosening into a thick thick scent. Strings in emaciated stares from our infant star, nosh the twirling lustful fingers, strings of shine, in the slow river.
Dare I knee into its roots, elbowing through my laxity into the soil,
Dare I sip from the levity
Dare I Dust
in Fixed on 8/28/06


CanvasCome, colored canvas, here.
Come conscious decision clear, Weaved strings of littler thoughts' flickers, bring closer thicker lines between sky and land. Sieve to tangible tones of me, hums.
I bled blue, and shades of sky, Sapphire throne, lighter words,
Heavier gem and cerulean stone.
Come, conquering believer.
Come lucid, sacred weaver, And your blessed threads fetch, sowing me tighter, cutting me loose. Who's younger than the flaring seed? Reaching through our grains, it's shoot, bickering limbs of gravity.
I bled red, and fertile dyes of earth,  
Canvas
in Fixed on 8/28/06
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Devious Information
- Current Age: 19:48
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Devious Comments
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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Life shrinks or expands according to one's courage - Anaïs Nin
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Always Outnumbered. Never Outgunned.
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yum
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I'm Nadja's Droning Heart
cotton candy for you
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Adib Behjat
Silence is Gold, Wisdom is Diamond
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A Thin Line Separates SANITY From INSANITY
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I'm Nadja's Droning Heart
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I'm Nadja's Droning Heart
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I'm Nadja's Droning Heart
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I'm Nadja's Droning Heart
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Hope your doing well bro,
Cheers
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Adib Behjat
Silence is Gold, Wisdom is Diamond
My Musical Track
Gifted Artist Prize
All UAE deviants are welcome. Help spread the word
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A Thin Line Separates SANITY From INSANITY
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hope to see u there
cya
passing by the 100 kilometers around me deviants
*hug*
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And we'll love, and we'll hate, and we'll die. All to no avail...
*whistles*
HEYHEYHEYHEYHEYHEYHEY
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I'm Nadja's Droning Heart
*waves like crazy*
Hihihihihihihihihihi!
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I like my boogers green and my men saucy!
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