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Sep 2020 · 89
On my Mind
Salma Sep 2020
On my mind, time standing still
The **** if it moves
On my mind, a soul vibrantly restless
The **** if it finds peace
On my mind, fractured heart-bones
The **** if they heal
On my mind this and that
The ****, the ****, If I mind
Sep 2020 · 81
You And I
Salma Sep 2020
And the withdrawal symptoms
And the nervous sweating
And the sleepless nights
And the daydreaming
And the lust
And your lips and mine craving time
Jul 2020 · 67
Confession
Salma Jul 2020
And baby I'm so sick with worship
I grind my teeth on your pillow and weep
Jun 2020 · 81
Forming words
Salma Jun 2020
I drank you,
on yet another Sunset
I misspelled words
and letters fell out

in turns

they fell
and I gathered

I fell
and then they gathered
When you experience emotions you can't even describe, you fail words and words fail you and you are conviently stuck there. #words #emotions #stuck #poet #lust #sunset #wine #imagination #short
Jun 2020 · 75
Salty Farewell
Salma Jun 2020
You leave
And I am a drop in an unknown ocean
pushed along with masses of salty waters
...
I hold on and I write with a swollen heart
only to imagine it all repeating again
and I drown
Apr 2020 · 419
Good Luck
Salma Apr 2020
I'm the kind of poetry that moves you,
I'm your favourite song on a long ride,
I'm a soulful dancer stimulating all your hidden instincts,
and I'm the taste of red wine after the second glass.
...
...
...
...

Good luck resisting me.
Mar 2020 · 786
If I could
Salma Mar 2020
If I could
I would let some people go, convince them I'm contagious and that I'm no good,
Some other people, I will walk out on, call them to meet,
but don't show up
If I could
I would paint my face *****, erasing my features, resembling a liar or a beggar.
I would then walk about invisible. I would cry a lot, everywhere unbothered.
Next, I would walk between borders, crossing lines, entering and exiting territories.
I would do that,
If I could
Nov 2019 · 210
Discomfort
Salma Nov 2019
I was born transparent
You can see all my colors
Embroidered on my face
Written with bold body language

These days I am clearly blue in discomfort
My edges are yellow in distrust
And I can't hide any of it
When I sigh, my rib cage dusts grey
When you feel displaced, and all your surroundings lack a big amount of love, like a giant hole that nothing can fill.
Oct 2019 · 300
Blood and Bones
Salma Oct 2019
One thing they say is impossible,
To give what you don't have
And baby, I'm doing the impossible with you
But some mornings, I wake up realizing I'm empty
And you come knocking at my door, with open hands
And I just can't give you blood and bones
Sep 2019 · 264
Almost grey
Salma Sep 2019
The sun is snowing here
and the blue, is shades colder
Almost grey
Moving hurts, staying still is worse
Aching blue joints
Almost grey
Sep 2019 · 385
Orphan
Salma Sep 2019
The aftermath of war
This unsettling urge to stop life,
To break things,
To run miles
with the agony and pain of a thousand
newly orphaned
premature children
Aug 2019 · 2.7k
Charcoal
Salma Aug 2019
It reminds me of when my heart burned and melted for
days and years
and no one saw
Now, it’s like calling the fire department to put out charcoal
Jul 2019 · 315
Lea's waist
Salma Jul 2019
Love is a different story. But this one, is about her waist.
On my right, she sat, wearing a pair of low-waist trousers, with a cotton t-shirt, short enough to reveal the skin, whenever she made the slightest movement.
Her waist was the rainy day, I so wanted to explore.
As if,
everything I ever wanted
was to kneel
and be on eye-level with her bellybutton
...
Jul 2019 · 142
Empathy
Salma Jul 2019
To the existing but almost dead, and
To the deemed dead but secretly breathing
  



I feel you
Jul 2019 · 417
Flow
Salma Jul 2019
Being stuck in your own thoughts, is the most dangerous of all.
Do small things, mundane flows.
And when the time comes
Shine don’t strike.
Jul 2019 · 50
I feel you
Salma Jul 2019
From stars shining relentlessly, taken for granted every night
until the vast thirsty desert
...
...



For trees growing over thousands of years, un-celebrated
To musical notes, repeatedly stuck in a musician's mind
...
...


From untouched landscapes and deep seas, yet undiscovered
To places discovered and neglected, time passing by
but no man counting
...
...
...


For the existing but almost dead
To the deemed dead, but secretly breathing

I feel you
Jul 2019 · 275
A Bored Millennial
Salma Jul 2019
Reveal something.
Brilliance,
A Genius Nature,
Or Magic Tricks

Blow my mind in ways unthinkable.
Take me by surprise.
Turn me speechless.
Twist my arm gently with no choice but face forward.


But if you can’t,
If you try and you fail,
Then Leave.
Leave your bedside, in the middle of the night
make sure to make some quiet noise
So that I know,


and so that you know:
I am bored,

tired, and

sick of the ordinary

— The End —