Inside the mind of an immigrant
I thought you were healedbut I didn't know I was wrongthis strength I saw in youwasn't because you were strongit was because you were trying to mend yourselfinto the person you wanted to bebut you leaned on anger and we failed to seethat the cure you were searching forwas nothing but a poisonous fruitthat it … Continue reading Anger
Ever since I was young, I remember always being pushed back. I remember being behind the curtains and never on the front line. I remember being scared of love and affection. Everything was always about my cousins and how beautiful their drawings are, and how cute they look. That made me very insecure. I love … Continue reading Why I write
I cried to the earth and told her how broken I was she gently cradled me into her lap and told me she was broken into pieces and only then had she become a refuge for us. Pan-Gaia(Many people assume that I spelled pangea wrong. No, I didn't. In Greek mythology Pan is the god … Continue reading Pan-Gia
I sat on the ground with my broken pieces shattered around. Blood was dripping from the sky and Allah was watching me cry. Tears were slowly streaming and the winds were screaming. The mountain I was trying to climb to reach the heavens of desire and love broke into pieces and I fell from above. … Continue reading The battle of righteousness!
Leave the scent of your soul behind I’ll follow it to get to you. But don’t go too far what if in search of you I lose myself too. Just stay close to me hold my hand and help me rise but don’t look at me like that I’ll lose myself in your eyes I … Continue reading For someone special…