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 Sep 2013 Mariam Paracha
Lux
You don’t notice my words
The feelings or truth in them
You don’t appreciate the time
To write and capture
You don’t read
You don’t see how it hurts
Feels
Crushes my insides
You don’t know
How much my words mean
You don’t give it the time of day it deserves
And when you notice,
It'll  be too late.
Just how does one define friendship?
Oh, I already know what the Dictionary says.
It's far more than merely one word, or two.
You could apply many verbs to describe it.
Few, on their own will justice due.
It is more about one's emotional perception,
than a mere sentence of words, though descriptive.

For sure it's a feeling, a strong visceral response
evoked by respect, even love of a thing above all other's.
Friends come in many shapes, sizes and colors.
They can be inanimate or living breathing.

All inspire in us a near electrical resonance of reassurance,
a sense of peace, surely comfort. Maybe it starts with
the rhythmic beating of our own mothers heart,
the sound and vibration of our first true friendship.
A little later her breast and the nourishment it gave,
became our first outer world dearest best companion.
Mother's milk, served warm, sweet and tenderly,
Love's personification.

Yes of course Friendship can be an extension of a
strong lasting bond with other people, yet even more.
Our family's are our closest best friends, if we are lucky.
But what of the others?

I have been  befriended by books, movies, dogs and
many other non human living friends, I even have
a old film camera I packed completely around the world,
that I count among my closest companions.
A soft warm favorite wool blanket acquired down in
New Zealand, also fits nicely that same description.
An old bamboo fly rod that belonged to my Father,
Is a friend I would not part with for any amount of dollars.

And less I forget (No pun intended) our memories too are
right there, with the best and oldest of our dearest, lasting friends,
Conjured up at a minutes notice.

And perhaps last of all, (you may have more on your list),
I can not leave out the most important friendship of all,
It's the friendship we have with our selves, to which I'm referring.
For if that very personal friendship is not strong and on going,
It's truly doubtful that we will have, or sustain for long, any others.
To all who believe themselves "All Alone" and perhaps
"Friendless".
If you never met me
How good it would be
How much more you would have
How much less you would need
If you never met me

If you never met me
Would you actually see
The true beauty reflected
And not pinch closed your eyes
Would you see what I see?

I have ruined you so
When I think of it all
And we fall every Winter
We fall every Fall
I fail, I **** up
You cry and I call

And I love you I love you
But I act like a child
I haven't seen your dimples in such a long while
If you never met me
How much more would you smile

It runs through my mind
And it burns down my neck
I'm a failure a fool
I'm a walking car wreck
You lost oh so much on that day that we met
That day that I'll always and never regret.
That day I met love I will never forget.
Shatter the myth of life,
Laugh insanely for there
Is no soul except what
You have placed deep
Down your thoughts.

Shatter the cosmologies
Of western world, for
Your world in itself is the
Constellation of your
Reality, and the wilderness of

Your weird universe.
In memory of Friedrich Nietzsche, the first postmodern man.
Quezon City, Philippines
Septermber 14, 2013
I'm falling from a height that I once boasted of
In a sky that is way too clear, but still it looks like rain
And I'm crashing through a glass ceiling that some call love
And aside from the shards in my back, I can't really complain

And the view from each story get less and less breathtaking
So I guess I must rely on my mind for the rest
Each glass floor and ceiling I crash through seems to be my dreams
But they say once I hit the ground floor, it'll hurt a bit less

And the words of the worldly wise ring clearly in my head
Telling me of how death is the greatest adventure of all
But I swear on my life I won't believe it until I'm dead
For what could be more utterly thrilling than a rather long fall

And my life flashed before my very eyes, but I think that I missed it
The commercials in between just made me want to skip the whole thing
The volume was too low and the plot was too slow with few good bits
And I'm much more preoccupied with the crashing and falling

How long I would fall was a wonder beyond comprehension
Whether Heaven or Hell would be at the end, I had no clue
But before I feel the thud of the ground floor, I guess I should mention
If I die from this fall then at least I was falling for you
 Sep 2013 Mariam Paracha
Basko
He asked me
"Basko, whats life about?
What is it about?"
Life is to live my cousin
why such doubt?

"To live? but how?"
To live till your breath shall allow
"But brother of mine,
do we live to breathe and waste time?"

Waste time? time is not your possession
Time cannot take an intervention
and cannot be used
It flows and blows
never hurt,
never bruised.
It simply
moves
 Sep 2013 Mariam Paracha
Helen
from the moment I'm born
to the day I die
the dash between the dates
on my gravestone
is what is important to me
those reading between the lines
don't cry
for me
for you are the dash
the dotted i and crossed t
beginning to end
are the friendships
that became family
don't see where I started or when I was gone, picture our love for each other and move on...
Be my Dash
We all question our sanity,
Or insanity, for that matter
Moments of blankness, staring into
Eternity and wondering "who am I",
Not "who have I become?"

After brief concentration our
Response rapidly
Evolves, and then some-

Thing clicks.
Heels on the floor
Enticing me to succumb.

Diverting my attention,
Effortlessly thwarting
Another perfectly good
Thought that was pre-
Heated, only partially done.

Out of the frying pan and into the
Fire tends to be a rule of thumb

Maybe this last time,
Eternity won.
The heels clicked on, and so did the clock. Counting down the staring match between Eternity and I.
 Sep 2013 Mariam Paracha
Andrea
1.
so young and unsure
of what feelings even were
we do not talk now

2.
I knew you shortly
I met you on a cruise ship
You are far away

3.
We used to be close
Now you have habits that scare
and you hurt people

4.
Dated you shortly
I'm sorry for how things went
I made you so sad

5.
You were my first girl
you made me question a lot
feelings had been weird

6.
we were both so drunk
made the mistake and fell hard
was nothing to you

7.
we were best friends for
so long, things changed and
now we do not talk

8.
we clicked right away
you left me for someone else
not over it yet

9.
I was so so drunk
you used me for attention
I resent you now

10.
You are a vision
you're from another country
why would YOU kiss ME?

11.
we are together
you make me feel important
I hope this will last
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