there is a modest
one-story home
with white stucco walls
and a red tiled roof
waiting for me somewhere
near a floridian beach.

the yard is flat and dry.
some days, i’ll lie there
on top of a patterned quilt
in a two-piece
hand over brow
reading a thick memoir
on loan from the library
that sits on the other side
of the brush, beyond
the wooden fence.

winter will just be a memory.
every week, my toenails
will sink into the sand
wearing a different shade of pink.
i will not fold away
my sundresses and shove them
under the bed.
they will only leave
their wooden hangers
to be worn and washed.

time simply records the falling
and growing and falling of things.
one of these days,
i will be the budding lily
pushing up dirt
to greet the other side with
all of the beauty
i am ready to be.

i have fallen enough.

We were one
My one life
And my other
Unaware of each other
But then the world broke
And showed to me
That I shouldn't be happy
I'll only run away

It's not over

Now I'm lost
My other life
Devoured the one
Protective walls toppled down
Because when the world broke
It was revealed to me
I shouldn't be happy
But still I fight
No longer running away

It's not over
Until I smolder

Manifest Destiny
How dare you break me
When I deserve to be happy
How dare you do this to me
Erase all trace of normalcy
In my life

It's not over
Until I smolder
The life

Manifest Destiny
Please forgive me
I won't fall early
Manifest Destiny
Don't embrace me
Just keep me safe from normalcy
Entering my life

It's not over
Until I smolder
The life
But, I lost

There are days I dream and feel like an imposter

until I remember we’re all imposters living in unrealized dreams.

Look into my eyes,
Keep your eyes on me,
I feel your energy rise,
Your soul is for mines to keep,
Show me your fears,
Tell me your secrets,
I’ve been here for years,
I originated from Egypt,
I come out in the night,
The day is where I sleep,
This realm has no light,
Your the only light that creeps,
You’ll make it out of the realm safe and sound,
But beware of the demons that lingers in earthbound.

Live your life , enjoy your life, love your life . I don’t wanna die knowing I didn’t live my dream and was all that I wanted to be in life . It’s starting to become more clear to me that if I don’t do what I love and what’s meant for me I won’t be happy . I’m never happy doing something I’m forced to do you shouldn’t feel forced you should want to have a certain career not be forced into it and hate it and waste your life etc I know I love to sing , act and dance I know that’s always been in me it’s my dream . What I need is a manager someone who knows what they’re doing , someone who has connections . Connections are important in this industry . I know I’m gonna make it if I keep trying at least I can say I never gave up . I’m never giving up on myself or my dreams again . **** dreaming I’m trying to manifest and create my own reality .

Me - the poet,
Made up of griefs and frustration,
Stretched between skies and the darkest bottoms.
A withered winded tree
full of blossoms

Me - the poet,
Beyond all realities with deep *******,
Upon all good and bad perceived by the mass.
Poems - my dead dreams
I carry in my arms

Me - the poet,
Have no age or link with any generation
The frantic solitude will always light me
And I will proudly stand
For the solitaries like me

Me - the poet,
Fallen apart losing my all cognition
Trying to fix myself among the pieces of mine
holding on non-compliance
where I've found my shrine

Me - the poet,
Now have found my essence in empty repetition,
welcome my joyful and recuperative faith
- all will find themselves
In the embrace of death!

We - the poets!
We must endure and stand just only for ourselves!
We will destroy all 'holy' principles they serve!
You can beat them with the endless love in your heart!
I will not let you just unfairly fall apart
and we will be paid the price we actually deserve!
I feel your burning heart and feel how you grin,
now,
are you satisfied, my dear poet brethren?!