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  Dec 2014 Kayla Burns
Gul e Dawoodi
I am from Pakistan...
Yesterday on 16 December, 2014 our city Peshawar got attacked.  Terrorism at it's peak!
Innocent kids and teachers were brutally killed by the terrorists. These martyrs didn't know that there    life was going to end like this!
My whole nation is bleeding.teachers were burnt in front of their students. Bullets were sprayed on innocent lives. THIS ISN'T HUMANITY!  THIS ISN'T WHAT ISLAM TEACHES! THOSE TERRORISTS **** OTHERS IN THE NAME OF GOD BUT THIS ISN'T WHAT GOD WANTS FROM US.
I REQUEST you all to pray for the young martyrs because humanity has no Boundaries!  
Thankyou.
Please pray for the safety of every country because everyone's life is precious!
  Dec 2014 Kayla Burns
David
you see,
well rather ironically
you dont...
or at least i dont
(...my mistake)
(that was my perception/projection of "you" based on "me" because we (again sorry or/ sorry again) can only see the world egocentrically)
i lost my glasses last week
havent seemed keen
on finding them on the streets of
O, (Oh) (OH) how i keened after them (IO)
driving on a mirror this morning, mourning, before the sun, a rose, arose.
i finally noticed them gone.
the acid lined upper middle class road from my
(socially speaking)
lower class acid ridden
(economically speaking)
upper middle class mind
had dis(re)appeared^(infinity)

all time was lost

and for the first time in my driving career
i found myself, spending more time looking at the street than at the road
shooting stars of red streamed after taillights
as if always trying to catch up
  greens joined in from lights above
...but did not muddle the stars  
like the perfectly controlled watercolor artisan

what Virtuoso, what Perfectionist, what Letter-dash-letter of a being
could create such an immaculate emasculating picture (lack of question mark)
i am humbled.

p.s
i gave up looking for my glasses
my vision seemed perfectly clear
so was yours (Sorry)
Word Study #2
Kayla Burns Dec 2014
i love you
i miss you
im sorry baby this time
i wont go
i ring you on a two am call
im sorry
that when i cant see out my window is when i get emotional
sometimes i take a brisk walk outside in the winter and wonder what it feels like to be a plant
i wish i was a plant
you would carve flowers into a tree with a knife
i guess you never cared to give me real ones
either you really enjoyed the irony
or you knew that i ruin everything i touch
my tears were never gentle droplets you always backed away from them like they'd burn your skin
i have acid in my blood stream
im sorry baby
it gets darker in the winter
im sorry that when i can't see out my window is when i get emotional
my two am calls are starting to sound like ranson notes
i love you
i miss you
im sorry baby this time
i wont go
i tried to carve you flowers in trees but i ended up bleeding petals
im sorry that every time i try to be romantic i hurt
i have acid in my blood stream but are you sure there isn't any in yours too?
the second i thought i would get real flowers for christmas
you thought to have my heart for dinner instead
i love you
i miss you
im sorry baby this time
i wont go
everything i've ever let go of had claw marks in it

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