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)
They were barefooted Running after the tanks Men dressed the color of desert Staring at the foreigner’s hands Children waving Glorious day When they believed what the soldiers had to say Freedom I long to know Freedom they told me so . . Image Credit HERE Advertisements
Did you ? Find your way through the jungle’s mist The fog rupturing the soul you called your own…
I lost my home again They wrote to me, asking where I’ve been But I had no clue Address as strange as my name Putting numbers together, everything sounds the same Home, I’ll come back again But you change places Home, tell me where your place is
My road was strange On this path, I’ve changed The stillness within me grew I’ll find my home again Then I’ll trap it within And Never let go . . Image credit HERE
Oh soul of mine Why do you wander far? Places I can’t reach Only to come back with something new to teach
When you were old You remember being told To keep on believing– at some point in your life Memory so vague that you can’t seem to shake But you forget What to believe in My friend, I’m here to remind you to Believe in yourself!
Somehow I knew I will find away Somehow I knew tomorrow will be a better day