You looked so majestic sitting there
Delicate, divine, and bare
Vulnerable but I didn't care
How could I?
You, with your brown eyes and your short brown hair
Resting on a broken chair
Defeated but I didn't care
I had to lie
Over and over and over again to get you
Over and over and over again, I let you down
Over and over and you were over it, you'd even given up your crown
You should have known better when I said that I'd be there for you
You should have known better than to believe when I said that I would help you through
I'll tell you that I'm sorry but by now you should know the truth
Helping someone other than myself is something [that] I just can't do
I saw my chance and I acted fast
Things this pure (you see) they never last
At least they never have in my past
I bled you dry
I didn't want you to leave the shadow I cast
With your love so deep and your heart so vast
You'd be happier in a light you could bask
That's why
Over and over and over again I hurt you
Over and over and over again to keep you down
Over and over and you were over it, you couldn't even reach your crown
You should have known better when I said that I'd be there for you
You should have known better than to believe when I said that I'd be there for you
I'll tell you that I'm sorry but by now you should know the truth
Helping someone other than myself is something [that] I just can't do
I can't be good to you
Mar 26, 2020
Mar 26, 2020 at 8:20 PM UTC
left my phone unlocked
on the taxi’s back seat,
won't be the last time
called it a few times
finally, the driver picked up
he had a fare immediately after mine,
and was now headed way downtown,
and would call later
when fate returned him nearer my office
and so it came to pass,
very shortly thereafter,
we met on the street,
he rolled down the window
and with the greatest smile of pleasure,
as if he had won the lottery
beaming,
handed me my phone
I had two $20's to cover any expense he might have incurred,
neatly folded in my hand
and offered it right up, right away;
but the driver repeatedly pushed my hand away
as I insisted,
saying:
*"No sir, no no, not necessary!
Allah sent me a fare
that took me soon back close to you, so,
no loss of time did I suffer,
so your offer is kindly unnecessary!"*
to which I replied,
*"exactly!
Allah sent you to me
so I could reward you!"*
and with an equally, beaming smile I continued,
*"our ride and meeting today,
together was pre-ordained it was*
Inshallah!" ^
something he could not dispute...
or my knowledge thereof and it’s
proper pronouncement,
nor
his amazement,
to disguise!
we parted ways
each believing,
each receiving,
a heavenly check plus,
each, credited with a mitzvah^^
on our
respective trip logs,
our humanly divine balance sheets,
kept by the
single
supreme taxi dispatcher
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 4:23 AM UTC
I remember the evening
that we sat clinging
to paper cups
of coffee gone cold
over secrets spilled and memories told
two bodies cursed
with hearts grown old
behind your eyes
I found new worlds
A winding road stretched out for miles
to a small cafe at the end of the isle
Sweet pastries filled the mouths
of those who sat beside us
and stayed for a while.
How the hours went by,
people just passing through
The descending sun ending
a forever with you.
Oct 5, 2018
Oct 5, 2018 at 4:21 AM UTC
I was scared
And
I was scared straight
I was torn
And
I was a tornado
I was the pain
And
I was the painter
I was ******
And
I was ****** right
I was just
And
I was just enough
I was dependent
And
I was dependent on nothing
I was true*
And
I was truly ashamed
I was used
And
I was used to it
Sep 15, 2018
Sep 15, 2018 at 6:53 AM UTC
Bedroom eyes
tell lies of salvation
found between sheets.
Come, come...
We both know
you won't be saved here.
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 9:10 PM UTC
It’s people who go way back
That won’t give me a call back
I left them back in Philly
Left them in my old city
It’s people who go way back
But I don’t want to backtrack
Some of them will grow and glow
Others will reap what they sow
It’s people who go way back
And yet I have to fall back
We could have stacked together
And been best friends forever
It’s people who go way back,
That disappeared like yik yak
Please keep that same energy
Quand tu me voit sur Paris
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 9:03 PM UTC
I toed the ocean’s green.
It took me to his face,
a match in colors,
his eyes and this water
both hypnotizing,
like a moth to a flame.
But the sand was coarse
unlike his smoothness,
coat after creamy coat of membrane thin
porous loveliness, to let him live and breathe.
It looked unreal -
him a doll, and this sea
a painting -
‘twas all too much beauty
to encompass in one place,
one body.
That’s where balance storms in,
for the water she roars
she shouts and she tugs.
His eyes tug too, at my heart.
With matching habits
they pull and smash me
then carry me out till someone
cares to find me.
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 11:09 AM UTC
There is a bird on my window sill
So indecisive, sitting still
She could have been up on that tree
Instead, she came and talked to me
“Oh pretty girl you know things well
So tell me which one would be swell
To sing for a crowd that isn’t there
Or to die for a crowd that doesn’t care?”
I didn’t know quite what to say
And so the bird, she flew away
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 10:39 AM UTC
i’m sorry.
i know i will never find
a love like yours,
but then again,
maybe your love
wasn’t what i was
looking for to begin with.
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 7:44 PM UTC
I trudged on
Showing up with heavy eyes
Arms lifelessly swaying with my gait
Going through the motions
Then I got my fix
And like all of us creatures of habit
I formed a routine around this upper
Making it necessary
Like morning tea
Or perhaps coffee is your hot beverage of choice
You invigorated me
And now I can face anything unabashed
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 10:51 PM UTC