"raad" poems
sy wil iets beteken
nie iets hê
of word
of kry
of raak nie
nie nut
of hulp
of help
of raad nie
sy wil net iets beteken
wat sy nie in haarself maak nie
Nov 19, 2009
Nov 19, 2009 at 2:34 AM UTC
Drome is gemaak om n lang nag interesant te maak.
Dis n sprokies verhaal van goeie dinge of selfs die slegte.
Van kastele en weelde, n lewe vele meer voor sal soek of selfs drome van cowboys en crooks met perde wat gallop op en af die berge, opsoek na diamante en gewere.
Dan is daar die nagmerries wat mens se hare laat rys, n skrik en n gesnik en wakker voor die wekker en n gewonder wat sopas gebeur het!
n Droom kan beloon, n droom kan verloon, n droom kan waarheid word dit hang af *** jy voel.
Egter klein bietjie raad van n nuwe jaar se digter… droom n droom, leef die oomblik met of sonder die donker nag, want n ware droom is oomblik van waarheid waaruit jy jou kastele kan bou in n ware sprokiesland vandag. 2016/01/26
Dec 20, 2016
Dec 20, 2016 at 1:42 AM UTC
I admit.
I used to wake up
in the middle of the night
and stare at you.
I absorbed your body in my eyes.
Nothing amazed me more than
watching a violent hostile human
remain calm and intact.
It was my only moment of peace
with you next to me.
It was the moment you reminded me
of the person I first fell in love with
"Goodnight"
Sara I. Raad
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 3:16 PM UTC
Although this life can be blinding
I will always
have an eye
for you.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:30 PM UTC
We get lost in time
Like it's a bad thing.
But time lost itself
When it found you and I.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 3:12 PM UTC
You can give someone the world.
You can walk a thousand miles in their shoes.
If they don't want to take responsibility for their actions,
their choice of destroying parts of you,
their choice of treating you wrong,
their choice of not putting you first,
they are not going to.
Stop bending over backwards
for someone who wouldn't
make a slight turn for you.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:47 PM UTC
I push away the people who are closest to me.
Maybe it's because
they are so quick to come and help me.
But what if I don't want to be saved?
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:40 PM UTC
Watching you suffer was delightful
Like a box of chocolates
Taking my time, and in the moment
You see, I don't wish pain on anyone.
But you, oh you Mr.
You need it
You don't know the pain you've caused by body
My skin, my heart, my brain
You drove an innocent woman insane
That's the most sinful thing you can ever do
Drive a woman of God into pieces of two.
You ripped my skin into pieces
Expecting me to remain sane.
You stripped my voice,
The one weapon I had against you,
And turned it into pain
Sara I. Raad
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 3:10 PM UTC
There are struggles in your eyes
Tell me who caused them
Sara I. Raad
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 3:06 PM UTC
My body is not your battleground.
It is not your right to play with.
It is not your home to invite others
or yourself without good intent.
Nor is it a message that you pass around.
like a bottle in the sea.
My body is my sacred place
Warm.
My body is my home.
My body plants.
My body nourishes.
My body creates.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:18 PM UTC
I was staring at the most beautiful flower
Just there to clear my mind
The wind was touching me softly
It was nurturing.
As I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply
She whispered in my ear
"Just do it, give it all that you got. Surprise them"
She put a smile on my face :)
It was her that took my breath away
I exhaled and opened my eyes
A dream
She was a dream
reminding me
to chase my dreams
#mom
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:29 PM UTC
You bought me two bouquets of wilted roses.
You handed them to me with that smirk on your face.
You know, the one you used to give me before you laid
your hands on me. I seen beauty in them. In fact, I had our future
in my hands.
A dozen reasons why I loved you
and a dozen reasons why we could never be.
All wrapped together by the man who abused me.
You see,
I did not throw them away.
I did not rip them apart.
Instead, I laid them to rest.
Which then
Soothed the pain from my breaking heart.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:21 PM UTC
Calming his temper felt like
placing my hand in boiling water
expecting it not to bur
yet,
the burning felt serene
as it was numbing the las hit
he engraved on my body
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:26 PM UTC
Do you know how much it took out of me to give you
pieces of me that
I,
Till this day,
cannot accept?
-You may have a way with words, but you also have a way of freeing me from my own demons.
and that's why..
I really don't want to let you go.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:23 PM UTC
Have you ever talked to yourself?
Not your average talk though
I'm talking about the person inside you, the inner you.
The child in you.
We hold on to our childhood deep down inside.
Deeper than our hearts. Look a little deeper,
I mean in your soul.
That person needs you.
Our emotions today
reflect a lot on our childhood memories.
The way we talk, act, and perceive others.
Give that child in you some time and dedication.
Reach your hand out to them. Help them grow,
help them understand the world you are currently in.
We often look and blame our experiences with others
as an excuse for our actions today.
It's not that.
There is a person inside you, you have to mend things with.
Your true self. Your inner child.
You.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:34 PM UTC
You held my heart with the tightest grip,
To only let go,
and break it
Into
P
I
E
C
E
S
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:39 PM UTC
I use my promises
like i use my weapons
recklessly,
filled with regret.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:15 PM UTC
Ik geloof dat gaandeweg de wereld kan
gered, woorden
zonder zingen, los van lopen, min de moorden
die men eerder heeft erkend als toen en dan
het enige dat oplosbaar kan.
Er is niet niets, er is wel wij,
Eris zoveel van ons.
raad maar zottie,
't is ons lottie
om te kletsen op zondagnamiddag
met een koffie en een koek,
tis in eenvoud dat het hoort
behalve als wat anders jou bekoort.
Kies maar
denk ook aan de anderen.
Of *** je alles in een posi+ieve zin
kan veranderen.
Jul 25, 2019
Jul 25, 2019 at 8:26 PM UTC
If I told you how many tears
I've cried since I let you go..
You'd question if I ever really loved you.
Spoiler:
You can still love someone from a distance.
Sara I. Raad
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 10:25 PM UTC
Abandoned houses sit across the city,
People drive past them
Just looking at them up and down.
I just wonder sometimes,
How much life used to be in those houses?
Often, I think, we do the same with people
They’re beaten down and tormented
Losing control of their image
Because their mind is consumed by a disease
That spreads rapidly, poisoning any good thought
Of themselves in their head.
Depression.
Appearances mislead
Sara I. Raad
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 10:44 AM UTC