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 Jun 2015 PassivIre
Tahirih Manoo
Light of my eyes,
angel that saved my soul,
beauty so divine,
more precious to me than gold,
warmth so tender
my skin never feels cold,
pressed against yours
I can grow old with you by my side
I Fear no more,
The one I was searching for has finally come home.
Where she belongs is here with me,
Tahirih we were meant for eachother
-of that I am sure.


Scarlet red were your lips that night,
So tender to mine I can feel it so close, taste so good I can hardly control my desire for you,
holding back is the greatest challenge,
you are one of kind there is no rival,
you are my Queen Tahirih
.. There is no reason for us to part
any who interfere should be charged for treason.
For I am your king and you are my Queen, and we shall create our own dynasty
for we are both royalty


King of the seas,
Queen of the fires,
beauty that burns a hole through any attire,
strength so powerful all shall bow,
we were born to take this world for ours. Waking to destiny,
you and I have begun,
our journey has started,
Tahirih are you ready to fight with me by your side?
Any in sight we shall conquer,
for you my love,  
give me strength to lead,
let us strive forward and plant our seeds, that they may grow and become trees.

Abundance awaits with your belief,
you and I,
There is nothing we cannot defeat!

8:18pm, Sunday, 24th May,  2015
 Feb 2014 PassivIre
Tahirih Manoo
Cold and stagnant* - I was found by a creature with two legs and two arms.
I was in a safe, concealed space before it took me.

Buried - it stuck me down without my consent.
It would not listen to me, almost as if it couldn't hear me.
Probably because I was too tiny. 

Panicked - I was afraid I'd suffocate but somehow I found a way to breathe. 

Scared - It always came back to spy on me, but I was smart-
I stayed hidden below and remained unseen. 

Thirsty -  I soon discovered and made a friend called Water.
 It told me to let it in- that it'll help me feel better.
 It seemed friendly, so I did what I was told-
and let as much in, to my heart's content. 

Changing - I felt myself swelling.
I was nervous of this new bulging yet I kept in-taking-
before Water stopped visiting.

Stronger - I became comfortable with new found energy and decided to stretch below and tour my new home.
 When I did that I met another friend called Soil.
It gave me delicious treats and later in life taught me to search on my own for more.

Brave - One day I had the courage to peek outside.
I stretched upwards amazed that I can change myself in such a manner!
It was then I felt myself glow for the first time!
Instantly, a new friend I met!
Helpful and wise- her name was Sunlight!
She taught me how to make my own food and reassured me that I can utilize her glow whenever she came out to play. 
Seeing Sunlight was the best part of my day.

Bonding - Water said he and Sunlight are best friends.
He goes up to see her and he hitches a ride back down with his Cloud allies.
I wanted to have a close relationship too,
so I started to stretch even more,
reaching as high as I could,
trying to touch her. ( never been able to touch her but at least I felt her)

Growing, stretching and enhancing- below and above -
Green velvets graced my brown limbs and down below I sunk deeper.
I sprouted delicate pink studs on top and learnt to dance with the Wind.
That was the most blissful thing.

LIVING -
Soon after, I even grew fond of Human! That's the word, a Butterfly who drank my nectar, told me it was called.
In the day, out of kindness I gift Human with rich oxygen and in return it enriches my home with good intentions.
Just to let me be me-
pretty as could be-
It sends me positive energy, much to my glee.
Human had let me be free-
never plucked at me.
I was and still am thankful.
I blossomed to the best of my ability until the day I started to wither.

Serene - Soil told me to be optimistic, that it will let me be one with it.
How kind.
It even said "Together, we can help the newcomer and show it how to fend for itself. "
I was overjoyed to hear that - for that meant even in my death- I can still help one more, allowing my essence and presence to be absorbed by its fresh existence

Fading
Just wanted to tell my story
-Before the fall of my last petal.
My life as a flowering plant was exceptional
.

- Feb 28th , 2014        2: 44 am.
A friend of mine asked me, two years ago, why I wouldn't pick the flowers in my garden.
I said and still believe " If I pick that flower just for me then that would be selfish- something so beautiful- deserves to be seen by everyone, also -picking it would shorten it's sweet cycle and I don't have the heart to do that"

~ Tahirih is a flower child in the daytime ~  I cannot hurt my fellow kin.
Death drove up to me
In his shiny black car.
It was smooth, it was sleek
It was a Jaguar.

He opened the door
And waved at the chair,
Yet all I could do
Was stand there and stare.

He spoke to me in a voice
Seductive and calm,
"Come my dear,
Let me take you by the arm."

"You've had a good life
As you well know,
I see everyone's lives
Played back like a show."

"Some that are sad
And I weep and weep.
Others that are interesting -
Those I like to keep."

"Yours made me laugh,
Yours made me smile.
Though laughing and smiling
Is not my style."

I looked at him.
He stared at me.
I gazed over his shoulder
At the sighing sea.

I got in the car
And we drove into the sun.
My old life had ended,
My new just begun.
a note: I wrote this aged 12 when myself and my family were going through a difficult time. I dedicate this poem to my inspirational Granny Penketh.

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