marïama

Mar 2014

Denzil Greene

Have you ever taken the time to sit back & think about life? The ups and downs, the struggle, the pain. The heartache & despair
Have you ever laid in the grass and looked up...Thinking...how beautiful the night sky & if there was a place for you out there in the stars.
Have you ever felt abandoned? Like there's no one there to listen to you. No one to help you. No one to comfort you when you're in pain. No one to talk to. Or no one that understands you.
Have you ever felt trapped in your own mind? That the troubles in your life bother you even in your sleep & you can't seem to escape from them.
Have you ever lost someone special to you? Someone who you needed & thought that "if only they were here, my life would be easier."
Have you ever felt so drained, emotionally & spiritually? Like nothing seems to go your way. And it feels like even God has deserted you.
Have you ever felt so stressed that you drop everything & isolate yourself trying to escape your problems?
Have you ever broke down, because you tried to hold so much in & the gravity of your own thoughts start to weigh you down?
Have you ever..burst out in rage, not because you're angry but because there's so much held inside you?
Have you ever been asked "what's wrong?" But there's so much wrong that you don't know where to begin........Have you ever?

marïama Dec 2013

emotions

part of me wants to scream... i want to scream out to the world to get them to understand.
I want to scream until there isn’t a single breath left in my lungs, until they sting with the energy i’ve expended and my words hang in the air for all to hear.
to be poet you must write with a certain passion
live with the satisfaction that you can constantly assemble phrases, words and lines
because to truly write you must feel..
you must freely write your emotion
you must learn to let go of your darkest secrets
allow the words to flow from your mind
emancipate yourselves from mental salvery
they cannot comprehend why I write,
I am working for inner peace,
fighting for the freedom of my soul
writing is my form of release , because sometimes
poetry is not a turning loose of emotion but an escape of emotion
moments when I start writing and yet know what I am even to write of
poetry is about discovering , just like happiness
these aren't things ready made
we fear what we know but do not understand
we are loose at the seems
pretending to fine

marïama Dec 2013

you

Sometimes I wonder how I feel about you,
Scared of these feelings because it’s still new
I catch myself thinking of the best way to share,
Hoping you’ll return my confession showing you care
And then I catch myself again… and drag my thoughts back to reality
I am back at square one.
trying to ignore the fact that in actuality you've won my love
but because of me
we may not ever be
teach me to see my worth
you give me butterflies when you say sweet words
I feel as close to you as the wind is to my skin
I feel as powerful next to you as lightening in the nights storm
I feel as sad not seeing you as parting rain drops from dark clouds
with all I feel for you
I can't help but wonder
is this meant to be?
I can write a million different combinations of letters and words
a thousand ways, just to tell the world how I feel about
you
my words will blossom and expand and touch the sky just for
you
the world would never know we started off as strangers

marïama Dec 2013

who I am

I am open-minded and complex
I wonder about my future
I hear the ocean kiss the shore
I see the sun die every night for the moon to live
I want freedom
I am open-minded and complex
I pretend to be happy and content
I feel like a mother holding her baby for the first time
I touch every star in the nights sky
I worry I will get everything I dream of but will even be unhappy then
I cry over my fallen angel
I am open-minded and complex
I understand forgiveness
I say la ilaha illallah wa muhammadar rasulullah
I dream of blissful memories with her
I try to make her proud
I hope she is watching over me
I am open-minded and complex

marïama Nov 2013

finding myself

sometimes I feel kind of low
alone..
something in my mind
I need to take back control
they can't comprehend
or even come close to understanding me
maybe if i was boring they would love me
maybe if i was simple in the mind everything would be fine
everything redefined
in the heart and soul of a mastermind
body shaped like a muse for fine art
don't fall apart
sometimes I feel kind of low
alone..
in this battle for the freedom of my soul
maybe I shouldve let go long ago
maybe I shouldve give in
swallowed the bottle
cutt a little deeper
felt the rush of pain
for those who don't understand
for those who don't relate
and for those who think I'm crazy
there's a fine line between genius and insanity.
I have erased this line.

marïama Oct 2013

Mom

A thousand words won't bring you back, i know because i've tried
Neither will a million tears, i know because i've cried
Those we love don't go away, they
walk beside us every day
unseen, unheard, but always near
still loved, still missed and very dear.
If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.
I thought that I would miss you so, and never find my way, but you'll be forever in my heart, reminding me of the love we shared, so i'll be content with thinking about the peace that you've finally found.
Treasured in my heart you'll stay, untill we meet again some day. *Mom

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