Collaboration by Salman AlKhaledi and Noragotcharisma

SALMAN

Our Father,
Who art in heaven,
hallowed be Thy name;
Thy kingdom come;
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread;
and forgive us our trespasses
as we forgive those who trespass against us;
and lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from evil. 
Amen.

She comes to confess, golden hair and sundress, alabaster skin, a scent of sin, Rosy cheeks, glorious peaks…

She comes to me.
Confess my dear child, for I am eager for him to wash your sins away, confess dear child for the rapture is now, today.

“Forgive me father for I have sinned,  have mercy upon my weary soul. 
Forgive me father for I have sinned, the church bells are ringing.. I hear them call..”

What magic is this? And who’s this fairy? That glimmer is not to be dismissed, but it’s sure as hell going to make me worry.

Come dear child, help me with my habit, let me start a new religion, lets start a new habit.

From that carafe you hide, I drink my wine, into that mouth I will preach prayer, and on those lines I have to feast, maybe concur maybe defeat, but oh i have to dine.

On this alter we shall lay, eternity is a day, my rosary will be your nous, your touch gets my skin loose, oh I felt so bereft, for the soul to be stolen, grieve form of theft, breath life into my heart, for this communion, a sin is a start, so let me be within your hair, a mother should never feel despair, sister needs your heavenly bliss, sister needs you to undress.

Forgive me father for I have sinned… I prayed to you all the time.

NORA

Forgive me father for I have sinned… I prayed to you all the time.

And it’s all I’ve ever known. Praying. Whether its through formal holy practice or just by speaking out to You. This journey we have been taking has not been an easy one. And surely, will not end with me. Because it hasn’t begun with me. I know I’m not the only one.

We, the children of Adam and Eve just fall into the same trap our parents have. The effervescent temptations of Satan have long been fizzing away in my head. And ultimately it has led me to do this.

Forgive me father for I have sinned.

I know you know my intentions were not to fall into the bottomless pools of desire, but I am weak. I am weak and I never learn. I never learn that chasing after desires makes you greedy. I never learn that momentary satisfaction is all I receive. And I never learn to not make myself drown in regret afterwards.

But what is regret? Is it not the aftermath of misguidance? The giving into the allure and the submissive possessing it does to my mind. How it so nonchalantly dissolves my soul like smoke off a cigarette, dancing devilishly in the atmosphere. I need guidance.

Living being torn into two, the pure under lure, is not easy.

You’re God, You understand.

“But Daddy I Love Him” by Salman AlKhaledi

“OK Bye. I hope you can survive the weekend all by yourself.”

“Oh don’t worry about me now, I am going to kick back and be myself the whole weekend!”
Oh child! Finally I am all alone, girl, I’ve been waiting the whole month for those rascals to get out of my hair. I need to wash it clean and blow dry those luscious curls, maybe even get that cement out from under my nails. Girlfriends were all tripping on me all night in our last gathering, telling me i’m all busted and crusted, polishing those tips would be HEAVEN! Oh and I have got to do something about those pin point black dots, there’s a million of them!
Oh my goodness! would you feel that water? Honey child, I think the sting of the construction sight is dying in the delicious bath soap I got from Lush, umhm, that lesbian knew what she was talking about. Girl, I thought lesbians are home depot oriented, but this lives to tell you, you shouldn’t be judging an issue of Vogue when that stinky-ass Rihanna is on it, she would be wearing some Oscar De La Renta, with a god damn new real human hair wear. Umhm, she will be all up in everybody’s business, nice weave Girlfriend! I would sell my own gorgeous body to get that weave.
Girl, you are one fine vixen, look at you! Even your reflection is jealous! Oh, some charming man is going to fall in L-O-V-E with Y-O-U! You are Cinderella, and he is your prince in shining Armani- Oh yes he is, or maybe even a warrior goddess! Oh yes! And he is your right hand in command! Ooh yes!
Oh but you know, uhm, see girl, you look like a fine Arabian princess, that’s right! In a palace far far away in the desert! Yes you honey bunch of oats! And that darling handsome man is the stable boy! Oh, where’s that Kimono?! There we go! Hmmm, Yes! Stable boy! They will be furious with me! Do I dare bring shame to the royal family? Do I dare defy my father?! Maybe he will kill him!
I will never let that happen! Never! I will jump on his body to protect him, I will yell and scream “Oh  Daddy I love him! Please don’t break my fragile heart daddy!!”.
“… Khalid! Your evil son hid my cell phone in the kitchen again! I had to come all the way back from… why are you wearing my Kimono?”

Glass by Salman AlKhaledi

By Salman Al Khaledi

They grew lonely, they needed solace.

They grew tired of being divine and fearless.

All came together for once, never before through out those millenniums.

Came together, putting parts of themselves in a vessel, sent through the heavens, through out that well known tunnel.

Rejoice for I will name her Gabriella and she is to be the sweet ambrosia of us Gods.

“Her heart it beats…

  For all of you… All of you…”

Their hearts grew fonder as they heard her voice.

Their eyes celebrated when she approached, rested as they were laid upon her.

“Gabriella, dearest to us immortals,” they said.

“Gabriella, is that all there is?” She dreads.

Poignant is her life even if it is just to amuse the Divine & the Holy…

She thought of a way out and if it all fails? At least she would go down with all the glory.

Turned every angel against their lords, seduced all twelve of them to deal down the gates of heaven.

She fled to the dirt and soil of this earth.

Forcing the Ruler of the underground to hide deep, deep down this mortal earth.

For there is no greater worry than the nearness of she, who defined the divine and the unbound.

You have upset the Gods, Gabriella. And for that you shall be cursed with a heart of glass.

But fear nothing my weak but oh, so determined here she said.

“this too shall pass.”

Resides in me that one and only, Gabriella.

I will, with all my mortal might protect that heart of glass!

Resides in me that one and only Gabriella, never again weary.

That glass illuminated heart.