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?

Hope

You found a pothole

A place to start the crack

And the dream was born

Between the dark and dark

The whole was broken

And now you manifest

A dream unspoken

A place you can rest

Your head

For just

Today

My friend you survive

This way

And the best is yet to come

There’s no end to your dreams

There’s none

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

Believe

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!

Tomorrow | Short Poem

Tomorrow comes

Disguised as Today

And so

I never know when to start

What I promised Tomorrow

You Are The Savior

My pieces that gathered to make me

Often say

Help us to help you through another day

Never give up!

Transmutation

They said he was a victim

Of strangers and a system

Of things no one could control

But he chose to be an inspiration

Used his challenge as motivation

And proved it to them all

Now he guides the people

Teaching them of what they’re able

Expanding boxes and making them few

This hero is no stranger

This hero could easily be YOU

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Pieces

We were pieces

Broken apart…

Continue reading “Pieces”