The Spell

I used to trust the shield

I’d create around me

As she told me

سلام و قول من رب رحيم

I told myself those words

Over and over

As I passed a terrorist stop

As I passed the bombed car

As I closed my eyes to sleep

But now I’m safe

Away from it all

And I say those words again

Salamun wa qaulun min rabin raheem

“Peace from a merciful God”

And I hope to rest

Forgetting what I can not forget

YOU

Can you truly be you

Unafraid

No make up

No filter

To alter your face

Can you find it

In your heart

To let them see

Who you truly are

For no other has been made

In exactly the same way

A Look Inside

My first poetry collection is published and I’m so excited to share it with you all!

Here’s a look inside Stranger Paths, The Magic in The Madness Poetry Collection by me, R.J. Zarkani

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Change

She never asked for the change

Coins in my hands

Collecting

In a jar made of glass

Clear to see

I was expecting

To be the richest out of change

But I didn’t see the change that was coming

As the first bomb fell

They ran for shelter

I was running

To the jar of change

I’ve been collecting

Kitten Heroes

Kitten

Stuck between the second and third floor

She screamed

Until we could take it no more

So we changed our plans

And luck would have it

The store we were to visit

Had been destroyed in seconds

By a bomber we didn’t see

And that’s how a stray kitten

Saved me

In 2007

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God

He left little pieces behind

God

A seed that grew from inside

And the tree

(You and me)

Forgot

The wider view

Possession

She cries about the things

She’s yet to obtain

But she forgets the things

Her life contains

Possessions left untouched

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Dare

Days spent

No words given

My mouth forgets how to speak

Nothing done to be forgiven

Days frozen

I dare not do