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)
Somehow I knew I will find away Somehow I knew tomorrow will be a better day Advertisements
He said he hated himself Then he realized The self he hates And the self doing the hating Are separate entities So he killed what he hated Whilst living … Inspired by Eckhart Tolle
Tomorrow comes Disguised as Today And so I never know when to start What I promised Tomorrow
Digging Nails full of dirt Trying to find a magic spell That was lost Losing my sanity Despising gravity Then I remember I wrote the spell once before I can rewrite it once more! . . Image Credit Here
They told me to start over But I’ve only begun They said to change my course That I am not the one Yet I stand High above the ground I stand and I will not back down . . Image credit HERE
There’s so much more to you than you know
A memory that’s not yet old Her, laying on my dorm room bed Fever filling her head Gun shots sounding closer and closer Baghdad, what have we done? I kiss her forehead, cover her with my blankets Sister, what have we done? I told her I have to step outside But she couldn’t hear me…