Walking Desert

I never thought it a desert

Nor did I ever judge the sands

I thought it a home

That I could hold in the palm of my hands

Sticking to my curly hair

And the shoes I wear

I became a walking desert

Completely unaware

Of the sands of my people

Clinging to my form

I wore as proudly as a soldier

Wearing his uniform

 

 

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

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

Good Bye

The things that could never fit within a bag, are the things I desperately wanted to pack

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FIGHT| Short Poem

How did you lose your footing

On a dry day

How did you find no other option

And have nothing to say

You are one in MILLIONS

Not meant to give up your right

Here to be inspired

Here to keep up the fight

Don’t lose your footing to a brick

On your path

 

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!