If death comes for me
Would you blame me if I go along?
As she promises rest, on days so long
As she reaches out a helping hand
A loving smile
A cold embrace
For a while
Giving me pretty flower
Showing me a new way
If she comes for me
Would you blame me
If I don’t stay?
He missed
Who she used to be
When sleep came easily
When the world had much less demand
When he was her only man
Before the son
They created together
Before she endured
The harshest weather
Before her body changed forever
She said
Yes
I miss her too
But my joy outweighs
The struggles I went through
And I love me more
Knowing the miracles I can do
She let love grow in her garden
Uninterrupted
She let the sun bathe the earth
As she gifted
Seeds as an ancient as time
Her story became a rhyme
No one could forget
Eve
Your apples bled
Life into us
The sun decides to set
The birds stop the chirping
The town grows quiet
And the chimeys start singing
A bittersweet song
For a day that is ending
Here we lay in a warm bed
Our love story just beginning
I close my eyes
And fool my senses
And take barbed wires
For picket fences
Redolent of the ostrich
That did not want to see
Her world as it appeared to be
Imagination growing
Knowing
I’m ALMOST free
She wished to be
A lissome tree
A home
For leaves
For flowers
To grow on
Her wish was made true
Now she sits under the sun
Taking in its beautiful rays
Finally becoming one
With this universe
I think I saw you
As you fell
As the world crept closer
As your wings failed to hold you any longer
I knew my arms were too weak
My mouth couldn’t speak
My mind merged with yours
And we soared
That was the last day
An angel ever fell
The devil and the angel
Merged
I still see it
Through my brain’s eye
The dappled floors
As I skipped the halls
Sunshine covering me
Heat much too dry
School in the desert
Memories passing by
I
Let
Them
All
Go
A vague memory
A picturesque scene
As the world was ending
I dared to dream
Of the life I have now
Of what seemed so out of reach
The image solidified
As I laid on this beach
…….
If you know my story, you know that I was born in Iraq and escaped the war around 2008. I feel so blessed by the small things and the big things in my life right now. Grateful for it all.
Here’s some AI art of my creation inspired by this poem. Going from war to calm.
The wind howled
The ship swayed
The sonorous sirens’ cries
Made night of day
As the darkness veiled the light
Her true power shone bright
No evil shall come
The ship was female run
The siren spell broke
By the words she spoke
“I’m the captain of this sea. I do not fear you, but you must fear me.”
(Images inspired by this poem)
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