recognizing the voiceless

rays beaming life into every corner

laughter sounds radiate my ear drums

the sparkled lake watching us in pride

it’s a beautiful day, though my mind strays

thoughts of you tormenting and echoing

i should be grateful for all i have, but

a need

a desire

a necessity

The way she wrapped herself around him;

an opening

a giving

a dare

She wanted to free herself by possessing him

It was he who possessed her completely

amply doling out the erotic antidotes

And she felt safe and cherished in her surrender

Sober minds drunk on friendship

gather round the hearth

Hardy meals filling bellies

Words flowing like wine

Love in abundance, belonging is evident, and loyalty obvious.

Fill my cup with Grace till overflow, they cheer, they do

the raucous sounds of our blessed contentment

this tribe is my serenity.

…

Follow a scent it leads me to this forest,

Lives growing in accordance with the seasons,

Branches intertwining, fitting sympathetically

Winds singing freely, leaves conversing in harmonious rhythms.

Fill my cup with Grace till I overflow,

That I should be so cherished as roots taking nourishment in rich soil,

as stalks standing strong soaking in the radiance of the sun

That I should be so connected

a wild tapestry; verdant and vibrant, lush and expansive

That I should belong so surely, beautifully, and freely,

anchored in this serenity.

yearn for yours to fill the gaps.

The empty side of my bed craves your body.

My waist patiently anticipates your arms.

The beats of my heart know your head isn't placed on my chest listening to the thumping.

Thoughts of you know you're not present.

The entirety of me mourns the fact, I'll never have the entirety of you.

What's missing from me

will always be you.

R.A.

you’ll find I’m not in.

this creeping around, pretending to be alive when inside those voices vying for the light.

beside me always, this trickery; give us a laugh and we shall bow, give you some rhymes to pass the time. sipping wine & passersby stop and stare for just a moment longer.

oh, dear me. forgive a jester for their bemusement; tis all we have left to pester. Fore this facade hides such fester not fit for consumption.

no need to applaud that which seems so febrile

so foolish to us all

But also do it when you’ve been dumped

When you’ve been abused

When you’ve been heart broken

When your family pisses you off

When work sucks

you dwell within me in a way

a person should not fit,

and yet,

my hungry love can't drink enough

of what your runneth-over cup

cannot but give.

our love's a labyrinth-

deeper that it goes,

the more there is.

i glow upon the threshold,

knowing only home

in a heart destined to heal. 

I have not been able to exist like I used to

After you left

Biological clock that does not change the hour

Always pointing at the minutes

Fixed in time and space

I ended, and you began

Days that felt like decades

Decadence of will

Sadness that seeps in through the cracks within my ribs

My heart is heavier than my body

And within it, the weight of my love is being measured

How many pounds does a broken life weigh?

I skip through the endless pages of my journal

All of them wrinkled, some torn

Beautiful blue pages, I write in pink ink

To remind myself of hope amongst sorrow

Rainbow after rain

But you rain perpetually

The day I was born was also a wednesday, I told you

And you asked me why I said this

On the next day, you abandoned me

Who was only born

The day before

Since then, time has been stuck

Nine in the morning, I was in a boat

And though you were with me

It never gave me any comfort

How do you recover from abandonment?

How do you heal from pain?

Every time I see the clock I am reminded

They will look upon me and say

Everything I want to say

Connection like a bird

Flying away at every approach

I hold it in

You never run out of things to say

Your life so much more

Exiting

And I stay quiet

Was there a time you wanted to know me?

Was there a day

You missed my voice

Or was it always me one-sided

Wishing to be heard

Loved

Important in your world

Impressions run out

You bunker down

And I hold it in

a ritual duty in Islam to wash the deceased. Seemingly nothing but naked body to be cleaned while I stand over the crippling permanence of death, the marriage of wood and medicine overpowering all else.

The story was written. The life was concluded. An entire history, just that: history. I will reside in past tense here; deteriorating into memory, possessing nothing but shame as I step into the akhirah.

Flesh of my flesh, bone of my bone— pray me into salvation, I beg of you. Say something to grant me some light within the pits of this grave.

But to be able to meet you there, id have to learn to fly

Id jump off from the pedestal I've placed you upon and

Practice spreading my wings that I once thought were gone

But they're merely a delusion, and they open so wide

That I know I can reach you, I can fly by your side

But I reach the top, and wonder why you aren't there

Then I fall back to the bottom, the hell that we share

If you were a cigarette, I would smoke the whole pack

So I could breathe you in, have your taste back to back

I heard someone once said 'cigarettes are good for you'

Funny that I have the same sick delusion about you...

If I could consume you, you'd take up every part of me

If I could break my obsession id learn to leave you be

But I cant close my eyes without seeing your face

So even though you're awful, you're the perfection I Chase

J.h.s.

when all you do is feel and feel and feel

and the world is a cold, dead pearl-less oyster

when all you want is missing

no words for your filling

you can hear a feather falling

shadows calling–

step back into your darkness

dance the light away

~

some existence or another

i reach for you

though coming back

empty, know i

needn’t look far

do you see me

as i do you?

oh how i wonder

constellations in your eyes

come now don’t tell lies

swear i can take it

if you can’t say it

that’s alright

take your time

So let's retry—it'll be at this time in my life's demise I shall redesign to keep what's mine While I define my words and rhymes with these eyes or within my mind Which I'll then divide within the world's finest lines It must take some time from the other side to then decide for what I find to redefine all that's mine— or I'll then realize this world I might truly despise. I'm in a dire need to find life's keys to whom I must really be. It's only when I truly believe that nothing is free.. Then I may just receive the Rays indeed. So I'll be relieved, heart set free, as I just received something in life I need... As it's life's delight I see the rays of sunlight. Things are getting ever so bright—Soul ignites!

Oh, what a beautiful sight

As the Sun makes room it rewrites life's bright lights—for In which I must fight— shines upon me ever so right it makes my words take flight within all its cosmic might.

I realized I've been terrified of life's design But after my soul got purified through out the lies no longer am I paralyzed by the glorified, Set aside great divide of the world's potential of loves genocide, I have verified my redesign of who's inside— for which whom I must find; to clarify:

Fortified by the dollar signs and credit lines and in the back of the mind it's been petrified this whole damn time.

Seems I'll never be free to live my dreams; I can now see my mistakes are written all over me. I've been blind within my lies to find out why my mind's been confined from my life's design for internal sunshine stuck emotionally erupting it doesn't seem to function In the production lines of all my valentines my heart will always be on the front lines of their firing lines ..Love always seems like a minus sign..

Oh, starry-eyed surprise my words in lines when spoken in rhythm and rhymes they devise my new design the heart then binds to the inside the midnight sky.

As I thrive to feel alive— I must enjoy this ride let life realign with my new design the stars should always be your tour guide