Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
I have traveled far, escaped a war, and made a new life The words in my head need to be said… or at least written down somewhere I find comfort in colored pens and blank papers If you’re reading this, I thank you for your curiosity Lets’ inspire each other
I called to the spirit within That thing that drives me And forces me to begin Another journey Another day Another hour And here she stays Not very far In fact, she’s so close that I could see That she was me . . Image Credit HERE Advertisements
Every is an opportunity To prove our strength . . Image credit HERE
Feet bare Shoes weighted by mud The wild dogs of my neighborhood escorting me home It was a day like no other Rain in the desert Streets Flooded Is this what we all prayed for?
She swallowed the smoke and the bombs away She exploded turning to shards that day Baghdad I’m sorry for the burden you had to carry Souls exploding and emploding that you bury They don’t know the beauty that you used to be The singing and dancing in your streets The way the ground felt so…
A bare foot on a snow day I want to feel this life I was given Rain washing me away I don’t run I stand still as I see it coming I see them run Rushing to avoid life Hurrying to graves too expensive to buy Burn me! When did digging in dirt become a…
I see you in the light and I wonder what you are A creature that must have been created in a land much too far I whisper as I pass you but my words are too foreign to hear Or did you hear me but just wished for me to disappear?
There’s so much more to you than you know