Mountains

Poem by Laila Ali Haid

Do you see

Cliffs

Time called...

Life

In so deeds 

The beauty

So rare.

Water

 Poem By Laila Ali Haid

Water seeming to lay down with songs

A dew from the waters of universes yonder

The retraction of hatred and the temperament of swimming

The love in the books of justice plus the graces of moving for dawn

New houses with different waters

Walking on the outline of an ocean

Your territory outstretched with tidings of something

In the minds of smaller hosts

Was a water not bondage.

Shades

Poem by Laila Ali Haid -

Grey and blue

The sun rising into our domains

Of beauty and contortions to mastery

The inking of your shoulder

In occurrences of living

Well, depth has never been so low

When the comprising of summaries fade

Know me

I saw climaxes fade into you

The peak of jutting hopes

The night dries a tear

The night evaporates me. 

Hoping

Poem by Laila Ali Haid - 

Hoping you'd logicize the love

And that you'd right the shifting of care

The known gadfly in emotional changes

The rings beckoning at the gates of time

The shepherds in the hay maze of good love

I knew the scene

I felt rupture there only in that epoch

The love was in shape to vague intrusions

Of epiphanies coming strong

Love ended the dinner at the waste of humanity's doings

The sea was a stretch that glimmered into the skyline

As we crashed into an empty earth

Calming

Poem by Laila Ali Haid

The calm of nights yonder

In the days we shroud the impetus to light

We cover from graces well-put and needing

The clamour of days in sheets and low pay

He saw me in the time of earth shattering and climate nexuses

Not so clear

I am in that frame of stillness to time

Golden inlay on forests

Cull the obedient in dichotomies far known

He let the established nuance

Reach

The necklace

Poem By Laila Ali Haid

A necklace on my chest

The birds of God know

The hymn the chances

Of good

The men in doubt

The men in pain of grotesque poverty

The cleansing of the houses

The mercantile dreariness to tax balances

He honours now

She loved the graces of the noons

We are sure of it. 

Kind

Poem by Laila Ali Haid -

The shine we took

To the grey issue and the hardness in them

Held us aloft

Culture is a beatific game

To know is a fair of love

The God is just and surely

You knew me when 

You sided on my life

The lies are subsiding

The peace is entrenched to debt.