I’m here I’ve never been any where but here
Standing by this fence every day
In hope to see a sign
Did you know I’ve Planted a tree
a pine tree right in our backyard
We may shade under one day
When you find your way home
Losing you was not a choice of mine
You’ve decided and I had to suffer the consciences.
You’ve ran from me from your self from our fate
What were you afraid of
Were you afraid of giving in to the unknown feelings to you
Were you afraid to let someone in
To share every part of your soul
Were you afraid of being tide to me
Being tide ;what a cruel thing to say
Haven’t you consider the pain you’re putting me through
Haven’t thought for once
how broken I would be
And yet, here I am waiting for your moment of enlightenment.
Have Walked so many paths.
Have Crossed so many realms.
Have battled so many calamities”
Have faced fate constant wraths
Have lost and gained and lost again
Have broken Hearts including mine”
Have done good ,and bad
Have laughed and cried as well.
Have dragged my soul on rocks and glass.
Have hurt my own but hey, with class”
Have crashed bones ,and crossed some rules
Have sunk so low, and have highly rose
I Have been a reflection of life i suppose. >
My face hit that wall
felt the bone shatter;
And the snake of darkness crawl,
I heard my soul dissolving
Into a heap of shame
I stared at the ceiling
As if my escape is there
next impact left me naked
my humanity passed away
That wall was my memorial.
pain is memorable than joy
Only because it has an iron fist
When it hits it go’s all the way,
until it shatters the soul;
It imprint us with misery
We see a mark engraved all over our somas
Even when our eyes are closed
We feel it even while sleeping
We smell it
It’s like a pheromone that attracts calamities.
Pain merges with laughter
Pain merges with breaths
Pain Merges with us
Pain is eternal it has an ability to reincarnate.
We lay our heads on our pillows
Dreams tower like mighty mountains ,
until we feel so small,
And despite the provocation that may cause, we can’t avoid the feeling of haplessness,
at night all Demons break free inflaming sleep with nightmares,
and the endless questions that slams each cell in our brains like angry waves.
All that ,while we lie there open to all attacks.
we try to forget about our defeats through the day , the unfinished tasks , the wrong turns that we know deep inside have dragged us away from our destination.
We open our sore eyes in the morning, hoping to rewrite yesterday, but yesterday has a full stop. You can add ,but we can’t edit it would be a lie and if we Los our selves to it we will not step into the future while we still captives in the past simple equation to deal with the present;
Orphan letters walk on angled glass,
Bleeding a sonnet for an ignorant mate,
Crafting separation on the rips of hope,
Spilling loss in the palms of crying pages,
fragments of once a living thing!
a mutant soul between two brackets.
This farmer girl inside of me,
Rebels all the time,
Thus; the smell of clay gives me peace,
and the smooth dance of grass takes my breath away.
How much I hate this coffin of cement.
We clash with reality all the time
Not because this the way it should
But , because we tend to jump,
while we should walk,
Or set where we should run for it.
We mistranslate it
So it beat us to the point of breakage.
We need a better way to communicate with our reality.
No strings attached:
between earth and heaven,
lose your balance:
you lose your sanity:
Twisted steps never reach a distance.
rooted in a trap of deception,
Beheaded dreams of happiness.
This longing that’s sweeping
My jasmine fields
Resembles a firestorm
Dear clouds, please don’t cry
If I have turned to ashes
I’ll celebrate this burning
for a lifetime