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Shaima Jun 2020
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.
Shaima Nov 2018
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.
Shaima Sep 2018
you drove me off a cliff
no wonder I can’t hear you,
now luckily for me
your bullshitting is see-through.
Shaima Jul 2018
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.
Shaima Jul 2018
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
Shaima Jun 2018
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.
Shaima Apr 2018
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.
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