strength,
for softness sake.
rainbows,
so in darkness
we blissfully lie awake.
just how cruel
and heartless
do monsters have to be
for the silent to be disgusted,
and rewrite history?
when our granddaughters
and grandsons,
recall this time in grief,
will they curse you
for your silence?
or praise you
for your speech?
how many
rightful angels,
have to be thrown out to hell,
before you realize
that god loves us as well.
Jun 15, 2020
Jun 15, 2020 at 5:58 AM UTC
I should’ve kissed you longer.
I should’ve taken advantage
and stole all the air from your lungs
cause they’re obviously stronger.
I should’ve healed my skinless soul,
I never knew the lonely
would try to infect my bones.
I should’ve blinked faster,
I forgot that true darkness,
will always try to fester.
I will hold on no more,
I’ll take all my rubble and build a new home.
Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 7:25 AM UTC
you drove me off a cliff
no wonder I can’t hear you,
now luckily for me
your bullshitting is see-through.
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
so much destruction that can take you places,
so many idiots lying to our faces.
the truth of the wicked,
the truth of the dead,
the truth of the children that live in your head.
war and division,
based solely on fear,
have hate and collisions
sharpening their spears.
no idols stripped naked
can protect a strong mind,
no rules when dissected
maintain their first rind.
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 7:47 PM UTC
my body, a temple,
my faith neglected
my soul a forgotten god, no offerings presented.
your hands shaky,
your mind young,
your love so timid, barely reaching your tongue.
our story begun,
our lives connected,
our souls too distant to comprehend all the reckless.
but
my body, a temple,
my faith restored,
I won’t let the fire distract me from hope.
-shaima
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
let us find purpose
in the bottom of coffee mugs,
in the feeling after a hug,
in the slow dance of lightning bugs.
we’ll find peace
in the midst of most sunny days,
in the right path inside a maze,
in the gleam of a lover’s gaze.
don’t despair when a lonely night,
full of questions left in the dark
makes you question if there’ll be light.
cause the sun we’ll forever rise,
doesn’t matter what ***** lies,
your reflection will tell your eyes.
Jun 4, 2018
Jun 4, 2018 at 7:36 PM UTC
I chose night and regretted it every day,
I faked light and hoped you’d find the way;
I burnt my sins and tried to sell their bottled smoke,
but pretty ribbons made bare souls choke.
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 6:32 PM UTC
I know the way your eyes feel,
when they’re grazing my eyes.
I miss having no reason
to distrust your simile.
Why am I so accustomed
to letting it all die
when you only gave me chances to love our pink sky.
Apr 29, 2018
Apr 29, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
sometimes the stars are the only beauty you need,
somebody’s arms the only reason to breath,
though joyful and finite
like a homeless man’s mead,
simplistic ideals are a lover bug’s ****
drunken and lonely, a beggar’s voice sings,
“life is not worth it if souls have no seeds”.
Apr 22, 2018
Apr 22, 2018 at 12:05 PM UTC
How many sunshines have you seen today?
Enough for your eyes to’ve memorized the patterns of the golden strands of light as they drift away?
Away?
Why? Why away?
Do they seem to float when they’re drowning and burn when they’re standing? Cause let me tell you that if that’s the case, if flowers seem to grow underneath their gaze, let me tell you that those strands of sunshine are probably just bits of snow,
frozen crystals with a pearly glow that unlike the sun, will burn your retinas and your iris’ coal.
I’m sorry to be the one to tell you but if you think you’ve seen more than one sunshine today,
if you think you’ve only seen flower petals as they fall on the ground and lay,
I’m sorry to tell you you’re the reason why I’ve also tried to be a sunshine and
now?
now I’m trying not to choke on one of your ****** sunshine’s rays.
~Shaima
Jan 30, 2018
Jan 30, 2018 at 2:49 PM UTC