// miss me?//

did you miss me? or is it just my imagination ;), 

but then, who would miss me? not you!

not much I have

to give back to you or 

this dreary world……

I may not be your choice

but I am here,

in your kingdom under 

your black magic spell, 

yet still 

alive and full of passion

and laced with love

ready to give it all

to get close to you -

I am waiting for my fix now

every day,

every night,

every moment

of my life,

to see your pretty face

in your photos

or the image right in front

of my face,

I wanna touch and smell your hair-

dark like the stormy night,

flowing in this cool breeze

I want to touch your lips

feel them upon my thirsty lips,

I just want to be close to

your body

feel it right next to me

warming deep down to my 

aching bones

so, have some mercy and

help me live again

in your kingdom

under your magical spell

let me have my fix today

and tomorrow and any day

‘cause it’s just what I need

and that’s what is left for me 

in this life

just let me be,

just me

~Khalid Hameed

// cranky miserable//

you cranky miserable old

fart,

making yourself unhappy

and your co-worker’s life

a bleeding wart,

life is to enjoy, not to worry

or you are going to find a bed

in the morgue

everyone deals with personal

issues,

but don’t need your anger diverted

at others

or you are going to rot

inside and feel like 

living in a gulag

~Khalid Hameed

// primrose//

I want to hold you in my arms
as long as I can
under the dark cloudy skies
by the crashing sea surf on the rocks
feeling your bare skin against mine
sitting in my lap
as the world goes around
I want to keep you for long
away from your home
far from your daily woes
just to myself
and kissing you my rose
making love to you
with my tongue
all over above and
to your little toes
breathing salty ocean breeze
and darkness around
while my nose is buried in your
primrose
watching your feet dig deep
into the sandy beach
and your short nails
scratching hard on my knees
rising heat all over in my lap
giving life to a sleeping man
as you dance and move your hips
breathing hard till our moon eclipse

~Khalid Hameed

// dark coincidences….//

it’s very hard to make someone

like you

we all. once in while. try to run

after shadows in the hope

to catch up with-‘em,

but shadows are cruel

letting us walk behind them

insane

it is all a shame

‘cause our hearts are not to be

blamed

when it’s already bloody and

maimed

life’s miserable coincidences

bring people in our lives

that have significance

and power over us,

so close to feel

what never felt before

yet, it leaves us in tears

shamelessly to bleed

get out of my way

get out of my life

get as far as you can

I can’t push you

away

‘cause I can’t have you anymore

it’s very hard to make someone

love you!

// coincidences//

there are no coincidences

in life

I agree,

we met for a reason

we don’t know,

in our very short lives

to inspire and to get inspired

we share ourselves in all different

ways with each other

to love and to be loved,

remain close to each other

as much as we can

physically and mentally

it is all about

sharing all,

connecting through dreams

and walking to extremes

holding hands together, all paths to explore

visiting places never been before

together, finding all possibilities

around, full of

intimate, warmth, lust, and desires

let our heart take us to the darker

sides, let our passion sizzle

and never go dull and subside

embrace all in a act of love

just defy all the rules

and jump right into the fire

of seduction,

so let’s just take a stand

against all the norms

I want to have you right now

at this moment, down on the ground

in my arms

hold you, taste you, feel you

from inside

wear you around my neck

like a bow

there are no coincidences

in life

we are here for a reason

on this earth

and we all make our own choices

to live the way we like…..

~Khalid Hameed

// August Nights//

hot summer August nights in Florida
when it is so hard to fall asleep
I close my eyes and think about you
walking past in front of me
bare feet with painted toes
like a dancer, like a dancing peacock hen
like a pigeon carefully taking steps
muddy heels, olive legs
I can feel the wind blowing your dress, 
I can see your soft slender supple 
body, with soft little breasts tucked
away inside that dress
dark black hair flowing over your
shoulders
you are circling in front  of me
like a predator and prey
I can smell your hair and it smells
like flowers of chamomile
sprinkled all over your body
like a body lotion on glistening bare skin
I wanna touch you all over your body
kiss your bare skin
taste your lips covered in cherry red
lipstick, put my hands under
your dress, feel the heat rising
between your legs and below your
little waist
I can’t just keep my eyes shut
and dream the dream of having
you with me in my arms,
but I know I lose you if I open my eyes
are you an illusion or just a
fucking dream? not far away, but
feels like millions of miles away
in my deep, dark dreams
inspiring me to be lover of you
and make me want you,
but a jealous and broken heart
of mine, unable to get close
to you, I can’t keep my focus
during the day,  unable to sleep
at night, can’t keep my eyes open
and afraid to close them and dream
about you, it’s so sweltering hot outside
my window and I am sweating 
bullets, but deep inside my body my heart 
is slowing down and it’s
freezing as an iceberg, I am wondering 
if I should hope or just move on
start my life all over or just
stop and stop, loving on,
but can’t decide at this hour
of dark, summer August night
if I should fall asleep, don’t know if
I will remember this dark night
this anguish and this plight?
in the cold, lonely morning….

~Khalid Hameed

// love me, if you can…//

come love me, 

if you can

come hold my hand,

if you will

let’s walk in the misty wet rain,

just bare feet

on the roof tops

of dark and lonely homes

in the winter evenings-

when all birds are in

their nest 

ready to fall asleep

and get some needed rest

let’s feel the cold bitter wind

on our thin bare skin

let’s leave our worlds behind

and move on

to newer heights

of love and lust

let’s get lost in the darkest streets

and leave all the daily grind

behind

so far behind

where no one will ever find

us, you and I 

just let me kiss those

ruby lips

and get burnt from the heat

of your passion and sultry hips,

let me be drunk with your love

and fall down

and scattered like ashes 

in the dust 

underneath your red painted 

feet, to walk on comfortably

~Khalid Hameed

// longing…//

and my heart just stopped,
the moment you left me
for someone else,
for years of worship and the struggles
that I did to find you,
but the moment I thought
I finally got you,
I just lost you
forever,
and then you left,
right in front of my eyes
my heart just stopped,
it stopped beating
and it will never ever start
beating again for someone else,
lost all its willing strength to contract and expand those muscles
to push that blood through it,
lost all the desires
to get inspired and enjoy
the fresh air and open skies
in the night to see stars -
you just walked away
leaving me in the dark
for the rest of my life
in this dreaded world
why and how?
is a question
that can not be answered,
sometimes things happen
for no reason, beyond our
control,
even if we exercise
will and power to change,
it’s still no use
just a black hole,
just a futile effort and
mind abuse
you could be apart by a few miles
but it feels like across the oceans,
and you bleed
it’s the land of pain
far, far apart
where the land of desire never meets
and sky never completes,
it’s just an illusion
of our mind,
that keeps us in constant
delusion,
you remain in perpetual seclusion
with no outcome to conclusion,
a sorrow of loss.

// lost//

as if it wasn’t enough

that you mutilated my spirit

and lonely soul

to fall for you

and to love you

as you walked in

and walked out

now I am no good for the

world

no good to breathe this fresh

air

enjoy this sun light

listen to the singing of

birds

savor the tastes of fruits and wines

be myself anymore

without you

being around

totally lost and alone

in the middle of this

worldly god forsaken crowd

~Khalid Hameed

// Tennessee…//

Tennessee is the name
of the place, I am sitting
in and enjoying my 
red bloody deviled drink
on the Boulevard de Saint Germain
watching people, walking by
on the street, 
all different races
and sexes,
old and young, tired and restless
overweight and plump
skinny women that can possibly be humped,
beautiful, sexy girls, 
with small and little
perky breasts, that no man can
resist and neither can I 
to put my mouth on them
and kiss ‘em, move hand down south
in warm zones
feeling the heat rising
in my backbone and all the way to
my neck and thru my skull 
giving me the goose bumps all over
sudden shudders, twitchiness
feeling warm and hot
wet showers of love
all over me
like a monsoon downpour
rainbows in the sky
fingers intrenched in battle
of pleasing and getting ready to
fuck and get fucked
struggling to gain control
senses high on imagination 
running high on emotions
a whole lot of world passing
in front of my eyes,
windows,
much to do, but not much to offer
to this scene
but of course,
I am in a foreign country….
and it’s just my soul not here yet
I like to love or be loved
by all, and everyone
or by none at all
till I put my pen down
and rest,
rest in 
some warm and comfortable
place
perhaps,
soon.

~Khalid Hameed