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Poisonous Plants
Did you plant this vine
The one that poisoned your hand
Did you set it free in your garden, in your land
?
This poison that you can’t seem to find
Is crippling your mind
Like that vine
That someone else planted
When their entrance was never granted
But their thoughts slipped away
Finding roots in your bay
And you allowed them to stay
Cause you needed the company
Until your body was covered in a rash
And your mind started to dash
Across the negativity of their thoughts
Can you now realize
That you are not ill
That there’re poisonous plants, still
Lingering in your garden, in your mind
Rid away with them all
And stand
Strong
Once more
Heaven
Some days I crave a sun so bright
Instead of Memphis rain
And people that can say my real name
Some days I feel my skin turning back
A darker shade close to black
And I hear my roots calling me home
But most days I know I am not alone
In feeling so far away from home
We’re all immigrants after all
Waiting for the call
To return to heaven
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I would love to see it in your library and hear your thoughts about my journey from Iraq to America, from war to hope.
I hope you join the child I was, as she stood watching missiles brighten the darkness of her village, smiling as she hopes for a change. I hope you see the positivity leaking through my pages bit by bit as poems continue on. I wish to share the untold story of my people, of the civilians at war, of the children that had no choice but to accept their fate.
Our days are numbered but our numbers mean that we have survived so much, that we’re all the same.
Stranger Paths, Video Introduction
Hello Friends!
I made a video to briefly describe my book for those more visually inclined.
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Wars
War took a different shape
One that was not so familiar
But they thought that my war was more valid
One that had actual bombing, shooting and destruction
But I see the validity in their pain
After all
We’re all the same
And
Divorce
Abuse
Illness
Boredom
Lack of inspiration
Are all battles we fight
None more significant than another
To those experiencing them
All teach us what we need
All point us to peace
To love
To the pursuit of happiness
Wishes
Would your finger wish your hand harm?
Would your finger wish your arm harm?
Would you?
Well-being is a choice
One that helps the body rejoice
For its master
…
Would you, a small part of this universe
Wish harm
On your larger self
Your whole?
No not at all
Well being comes from well wishing
Wish well
Strong
This time
I proved my own self wrong
I made my wish with a desire so strong
That even the gods couldn’t refuse it
I stood at the gates of hell
Banging on the flames they held
Wishing to have fled
Before their warnings
And I made it out alive
For you and I
To once more
Be embraced by heaven
I proved myself wrong
When I thought I could not be strong
Enough to withstand this hell I’m in
Tell me why do you keep on giving in?
Dam
He said
My words
Are not truly mine
I don’t feel the inspiration all the time
Like a river that has run dry
My fruits die
And I
Wait for the dam
To break loose
I ask him
Why
Does he continue to rely
On others to tear down the block
He looks at me with a shock
He realizes
He’s had the tools all along
Feeling empowered and strong
He breaks the barriers
And writes a new song
Naked
I wondered
How embarrassing must it be
To be naked
Outside
Like this tree
She has no shame
Not one bit
And she claims
That she had lived
A thousand and one
Days under the sun
Naked
Happy
And Free
I wondered how great it would be
To be naked like that tree
