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I shall concern myself
with neither
the past nor the future
right now:

The past culminates in the present,
and the present is the gateway to the future:

I'm going to learn and anticipate,
but, most of all,
I'm going to live
right now.
 Oct 2014 elouazzani kenza
Helen
Here lies
her name in dust
She achieved
Love from Lust
She lays down
in a field of shame

then the grave marker
**ran out of dates
and forgot her name
How we treat Nature
Tells a lot about our nature
In the
uphill
struggle
of a soul...

..if
I have ever done ill,
it is only because
I have been ill.
Wrote this on the inside of a book on Zen I own. Funny concept, in itself.
Is on my back left shoulder.
I forget it's there sometimes.
It is a tree of life and all of it's changes.
Because of it, when I die, I won't be buried with my family.

Just burn me, turn me to dust, return me to the sea.
Because I really don't care what you think of it, or me.
it is also my profile pic.
When I see the moon shining,
bright in the night sky,
I think of you.
When I smell the fragrances,
of sweet roses and jasmines,
I think of you.
When I listen to the silver voices,
singing the melodies of love,
I think of you.
When I touch the velvet,
of the satin and the silks,
I think of you.
When I taste the honey,
fresh from the woods,
I think of you.
Feeling all empty,
in the dark corner of life.
Facing downward,
wanting to cry.

Tripping over yourself,
and over your crimes.
Can't turn away,
from all the white lies.

Causing much fear,
from each word you spoke.
Tossed in the fire
and feeling the choke.

Your words are your poison,
sinking in deep.
You slapped me around
and put me in sleep.

You are the evil,
that burns me inside.
Scorching my veins,
and blinding my eyes.

No more words,
no more lies.
You buried me deep,
saying cowardly goodbyes.
 Oct 2014 elouazzani kenza
Jack
If only my broken heart
could remember
to forget you
 Oct 2014 elouazzani kenza
X
Because she told me not to drink
She told me to stop drinking
So I didn't
Even if everybody pushed me to.

But then my mind flashed these things
that I can't ignore
I remember how
you didn't have to remind me
not to drink
and I said
'I won't drink.
I miss you.
I don't like it here.
I'd rather be with you.'


I remembered you
but still thought of her.

I wonder why
I still remember you
but choose to be with her.
Does it still hurt?... Yes, maybe.
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