Arms stretching out
Feeling the boarders of my imagination
Running my fingers on an unseen destination
How could I see things I can not imagine?
How could I become what I do not dare to be?
This box
Was not
Made
For
ME
.
.
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Tag: short poem
Homes
I crave a world
With no boarders
Free
We were born to roam
Now
Houses boarded
Trying to feel at home
Decide
We were strangers
Until
We decided
Not to be
Simple
Shadows to a light I can’t find
The soldier standing
I stood behind
A metal door
Bullet holes in the wall
Of my grandma’s house
Simpler time
When I wished I knew
How to say hello
Without getting shot
.
.
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Missing
I had wandered far
And after all
I found you
The thing that was never missing
The thing I refused to see
The missing piece was just me
.
.
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Tomorrows
Enslaved
Without knowing
No shackles
But we’re not going
Here we stay
Our tomorrows
Much like today
Lightening
On top of the world
We stood
Or so we thought
On the dorm’s rooftops
We slept
Explosions lit the sky
No thunder to fear
Just man’s lightening growing near
In time to get a shuteye
[That’s my Baghdad in 2007]
Imagine| Short Poem
I know this is a Black and White battle
And Brown is not in between
Maybe it is a color that your lens has not seen
But imagine for a moment or two
That it was you
Imagine being born to such a bad circumstance
That being caught in a boarder provides a better chance
Have you earned that ground you call home?
Or were you, just like them, just born?
Live
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
Moments| Short Poem
How can the end just begin
When I was just promised a tomorrow
That day that never comes
I spend my nights begging to borrow
Another minute or two
With people much like you
People who care
About little moments like these
Stranger Paths 
