Somehow
You forgot how to fly
You believed it was a childish lie
And you buried your wings apart from your heart
Tag: poetry blog
Letter to Baghdad| Short Poem
She swallowed the smoke and the bombs away
She exploded turning to shards that day
Baghdad I’m sorry for the burden you had to carry
Souls exploding and imploding that you bury
They don’t know the beauty that you used to be
The singing and dancing in your streets
The way the ground felt so safe and secure
Baghdad I don’t know you anymore
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About This Page
I have traveled far, escaped a war, and made a new life
The words in my head need to be said… or at least written down somewhere
I find comfort in colored pens and blank papers
If you’re reading this, I thank you for your curiosity
Lets’ inspire each other
Your Secret
You don’t remember falling
But you must’ve fallen… reasons why you were born crying
You forget what you’ve forgotten
You think they’ll think you’re insane
When you deny your new name
So you shut out what you remember
A haze of a spirit entering a body
Energizing this entity
Your secret is safe
Even you can no longer tell
The truth from the myth
Hunt Party | Short Poem
There was a shift in consciousness
A change in view
The monster was a man
Holding a gun at you
You were the duck that landed
Trusting when you should’ve flew
Now you are back to your body
Not knowing what to do
Maybe I am the monster and the victim
Or just consciousness floating between bodies
Trying to find an answer
Of why
Must we to kill to eat and live to die?
Alone
He said he’ll hold my hand
But here I am, falling on my own
Oceans deep or sands
I don’t think he’ll notice what’s wrong
My Guardian Angel
I will find you a way out
(He promised)
I will find another way
This cruel life is not what was promised
This cruel life is not where I plan to stay
Soul trapped in a body
Forgetting it’s purpose and its “why”
Spirit overtaken by a television screen
Forgetting how to fly
Where?
I lost it, somewhere
Between parking lots
Traffic lights
And
TV screens
That magic I used to see, unaided
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The Universe in My Hair
I found the magic
Hidden
Underneath a rock
I found the pieces
The big bang had left
Scattered in my hair
And I knew then
I was as old as this universe
And as young as I liked to believe I was
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A Note She Wrote
Take them…those treasures I hide
Leave me with thoughts hidden deep inside
Stranger Paths 
