Poetry

Fire

Her soul is a fire,Her body a hearth, Her skin,brown like the earth from whence she came... She is warmth in the winter,Burns ruby red in the summer,Cool in the spring and autumn, She is life bearer...At the possibility you'd stareRegardless of the closest contactSkin still bareFree from burns even though her fire flares So… Continue reading Fire

Poetry

Chaos

We found ourselves in the chaos...Right where real love lives,In the two-AM thoughts,The sleepless nights,The longings for proximity,Something we pray forWhile living in the now, The presentThe precious gift we passionately hold on to while waiting for a future where our eyes will meet beyond phone screens,Where we move past wordsAnd our promises of love… Continue reading Chaos

Poetry

Selah~ with Angela King

I lay supineIn a moment of introspectionI was retrospecting,Deciphering previous choices,Looking back at highs and lows,Distinguishing woes from foes,Tracking back the steps,Seeking my genesis,Asking the existential question, why am I here? SelahI rummage without pauseIn the deep deluge of thoughtsMy hands, nails dirtyIs my quest without cause?What questions ask I,breathe life into fruit?As I delve… Continue reading Selah~ with Angela King

Poetry

Limbo

Okay, I'm crying again. Reason? Unknown Stuck in a limbo, I find myself rekindling unrealistic fears that threaten my livelihood. What is happening to me? A question that never ceases to pass my mind. That's the thing about irrational thought; patterns of thinking that are illogical, distort reality and prevent you from reaching your goals, they do just… Continue reading Limbo

Poetry

Perplexed

ABBA, Good news was received, ABBA, good things are said to come forth, so why is my chest aching I'm perplexed, unable to fathom what all this means, I'm perplexed, in fear of letting go I'm perplexed, dwelling in the pond formed by the liquid in my eyes ABBA, good news was recieved today, So… Continue reading Perplexed

Poetry

Reality of dreams

In the reality of dreamsOur hearts listen to screams...Screams of unsaid words that we both know to be true but are too scared to utter... In this reality we row downstream,Flowing with the river and guided by light beams, unbothered by the raging sound of waterfalls ahead because in the reality of dreams we could… Continue reading Reality of dreams

Poetry

When people hear “love”…

When people hear the word love, They think of picnic dates and watching the sunset together...They see butterflies in their stomachs, Morning texts and corny lines, "I love you, sleep tight don't let the bed bug bites",They see fairy tale endings, Trending topics, hashtag couple goals,They see happy days on the beach,birds chirping, waves smooching… Continue reading When people hear “love”…

Poetry

Poetry in motion

To me, Love is a river.It is energy in motion,A Wave that carries you no matter how hard you fight, and eventually it teaches you to follow the current... Let yourself go, it's pointless fighting,Become like ice in a warm glass of water,Like chocolate exposed to the sun,Allow yourself to melt and become one with… Continue reading Poetry in motion

Poetry

Humans with no humanity…

Smile...Tell that to the young Somalian with no food to eat, no water to drink , only bones left as the world looks at them as worthless toothpicks, to the soldier who risks his life for less than a penny, fights for peace, yes, that is ironic. Smile...Tell that to the hooker at your street… Continue reading Humans with no humanity…

Poetry

Grown up kid (true story)

I was so used to her dancing to the songs I loudly played in our car rides, that's when a tide of emotions would wash away her sadness, but this time she was unable to hide the torment in her mind... So I lowered the volume and looked at her; "put your seatbelt on", I… Continue reading Grown up kid (true story)