The fig tree by the house with no backyard
Always welcomed me
It was comforting and warm
Teaching me
A child I was
Not knowing death nor life
It taught me eternity
The fig tree in my grandmother’s house
Will always live within me
The fig tree by the house with no backyard
Always welcomed me
It was comforting and warm
Teaching me
A child I was
Not knowing death nor life
It taught me eternity
The fig tree in my grandmother’s house
Will always live within me
I wondered if he’d forgotten
As we fell from the sky
As our form touched the sands
And our being materialized
I wondered if I too will forget
The reason I chose this body
Will I soon regret
The heaviness it brings
As gravity sinks
It’s teeth into my bones
Then I blinked twice
And I remembered
Nothing
After my first cry
Foggy morning
Tall grass
I lay awake
Raindrops covering my face
My roots grow to the sky
As I lie
Reaching to the God I can not see
Foggy morning days
Chill my bones
Foggy morning days
Call me home
And I dare not resist
I rushed to meet the full moon
As I could finally see her face
A month of waiting could not be replaced
And as the moon turn around I knew
The rock looked much like you
My imaginary childhood friend
You survived this long
You were with me till the end
I wondered how your face was never changed
From Iraq to America
And somehow it did not feel strange
To befriend the moon
You are more than
A name
A gender
A career choice
You are what’s underneath
Buried deep
And between a definition and another
The essence was lost
Let’s put it back together
And leave definitions for those
Unsure of who they are
I find no need for man-made
Dictionaries
Sometimes
I forget that I can change the channel
That I have the power
Sometimes
I forget that I am
Powerful
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?
There’s a subtle difference in our understanding
The picture you paint
And the one I see
Are different
But I nod
Understanding
There is a subtle difference
In our experience
And the memories I had
Are sightly different
Than those you had
Laying next to me
My angel wore no cape
Had no wings
My angel flew in airplanes
She’s crazy more times than sane
My angel has more than one name
She’s
a sister
a mother
a friend
My angel always held my hand
And told me that we’ll be ok
Even if we don’t make it through the day
Heaven awaits
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