On my own again
Stranded on an island
Of my thoughts-
The waters that surround me
Are currents of my memories,
Swirling whirlpools of chaos
Keeping me isolated.
I can’t escape
The dangerous waves of
“What ifs”
Formed with the wind and the choices of my past-
But I’ll construct
My escape from this godforsaken island
With a study raft of good intentions
And move forward on unsteady waters
To a new world yet unexplored.
Age-old stories of coming to America
With nothing but minuscule amounts of money
To determine worth
And sell your soul.
How can you free yourself
From societal binds and pressures
Without first succumbing to them?
Monopolize your time
Build properties on your day to day life
And watch them come tumbling down
With every step forward that you make.
Has the patriarchy crushed you?
What about all the world’s woes?
When are we free
If we have done nothing to fight?
Lace your shoes tight
And fight with your sole-
Getting closer to your goal
Step by step.
Our visit was brief
But necessary.
It was good to
Get back to my roots-
Seeing you
Brought back so many memories.
Hearing you call out to me
Made me feel like a toddler
Stumbling over their feet
When they’re learning to walk,
But trusting
That you’ll be there
To catch them
When they fall.
Thank you for reminding me
Of who I am-
The strength I was born with.
Our bittersweet goodbyes
Will not last forever.
I leave,
Walking away
With sand trailing behind me,
But turn back
For one last glance.
Just in time
To watch you wave.
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Everything glitters
From motion
From life.
Watch the world
Move around us
As we sit in silence
Thinking about time.
The time when
We discussed the page
We were on
In the book
Of our relationship,
And we ageed
On page 314.
Or when we drove
Through the night
Straight ’til morning
And we struggled
To stay awake together
But pulled through
To watch the sunrise.
We’ve seen so many
Sunrises
And sunsets
And city lights.
And here we are
Watching the lights blur
Past us in a flurry
As we sit
Picture perfect
With my head on your shoulder
And your arm around my waist
Pulling me close
Holding me tight
Forever frozen
In this moment.
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I yearn to be in your presence,
Feel the warmth you provide
Just from being near.
Cleanse my soul
While I drink in your essence
Upon my return
And soak you in.
I promise to visit soon
And we’ll converse
In our own language-
A code
Made up
Of whispers and secrets-
I’ll tell you of all my travels
And listen to your tales
Of everything you’ve witnessed
From around the world.
I can’t wait to see you again…
I’ll catch a glimpse of you in the distance
And you’ll wave,
Just like you always do,
Welcoming me home.
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Anyone who is looking for help
On their darkest days
Or even in their happiest of times
Does not deserve to suffer.
The act of seeking support
Shows a desire to change
A hunger for growth
A passion to live their lives
In the best way possible.
The pursuit of self enlightenment
Finding one’s purpose
And traveling through the
Hills and valleys of life
With their dignity in tact
Is reached through
Helping others
So they can build their foundation
And support themselves
And helping yourself
Be the best version of you.
Happy Father’s Day to all of the Dad’s out there! This poem was inspired by my dad. He is the most giving person that I know, and has helped more people than I can count. My family continues to inspire me and teach me lessons about life, and I couldn’t have asked for better support.
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I thought
I did all there was to do
Yet here I stand
On unsure footing
Stopped on a road…
Leading where?
She wanted to see the world
See the ocean crashing on foreign sands,
The architecture of religion,
Accents in the cafes.
She promised to see the world
Dine with the Queen
Safari, Sahara, Sayonara
A journey from North America to anywhere else…
But her passport was expired.
Running away to L.A. under the shadow of the clouds
A day that I will never forget
I’ll be a runaway in L.A., my mind is set
I’m leaving today, a cloudy spring day.
I’m leaving today
Before I change my mind,
Before you realize I’m gone
And I see what I’ll be missing.
I’m leaving all of it behind.
Hollywood is dead, the stars are diminishing
The audience sits waiting, criticising, slowly killing them.
They need something new on the silver screen
And I’ll be the bright and shining star.
Hand me the script, I’ll captivate the crowd
Standing alone in the spotlight
Solitude- the way of life
For the runaway.
Walking miles in their shoes-
No shoes…
Soleless Souls
Traversing treacherous terrains.
No haven in view,
But we keep walking-
I keep walking
Despite blisters brimming with blood.
Regardless of where you’re heading
I shall follow.