fear
-of what?
of getting hurt.
-but if you can hurt then you can heal
and if i cant?
-Trust Allah.
-He created the Heavens and the Earth, He created you, and created pain.
-He’ll create your health, glory, and gain.
okay, I’ll trust Allah, take the risk, and live.
-and learn and love.
and learn and love.
-now live.
I’m a queen of my own making
My sweat adorns me with gold
My feet carry me to my throne
And my lowered eyes make me high
security is my sword
upright shoulders and a solemn tongue
I have honor shadowing my path
Virtue has draped me in a cape
And my heart has become my veil
My secrets are my strength, of which is no one’s avail.
I’ve no ditches dug for blackmail or treachery
I don’t need a fort to keep me snug
My honor is the sun and cool air beeming around me and creating happy shadows,
I have nothing to hide
I can’t be fought over a drought dried of delight and rain
I’ve distanced myself from your woeful gain
There is no usury without the ingredient of misery
and I have none, thus I’m unbeatable
And my journey has just begun
My head is bare of a crown, my keen scrutiny is enough for a noticable light of status.
I don’t look into murky water, it’s a waste of divine time
I’m a queen of my own making, and my successor is my good deeds
Thus creating Never ending waves as my army
My name may be one day forgotten
But my work will be everlasting
And that makes me
The fairest of em all
#sjw
#female
you think this is beauty
you think this is the end
and have reached the end of the pulpit
to make your amends
let no hand hold you back from where you stand
there’s more to your story
and there’s more than these societal binds
that force you to be inclined
to what’s reflected into your mind
you think this is beauty
you think this is the end
but it’s merely a stone-cold friend
I know it’s hard to see when you think you’re free
but believe me you are above this fathomed glee
this is not the destination,
culmination has not reach its peak
reset your determination
and
watch them as they speak
you’re not sitting in the audience,
spotlight is on you
there are shadows within the radiance
tell me, what will you do?
Courage, Kindness, Forgiveness
These precious gifts to humanity
Faith, Love, Sacrifice
Have we given these up for vanity?
Humility, Respect, Justice
Has greed contaminated our sanity?
Our eyes see none but ourselves
as giving is really a question of receiving
Bounties and blessings fermented into a toxic wine
searing our hearts into the ash of swine
tongues longer than the serpent’s life
devouring all in it’s dark midnight slither
lest the prey wither away
Now as innocence is the fading wisp of sweet incense
Its a fortune to guard and protect against the
suffocating bellows of tornadoes ablaze
on the land of the free
or so you thought
locked under industrial slave-ships of captain Greed-
these plains which we birth our future unto-
waned,
depleted of their right to reign
with forestry and mothering shelter, freedom,
abundance-
no its been traded
no it’s been stolen for relish
too hyper, too eager to wait to
dance on the throne of one only parish
behind the curtains
above these windows
with not a single star in sight
there gazes a certain light
belonging to no source
despite the thundering plight
ringing against my ears
bringing me to tears
I’m fighting for my sake
because my purpose is all I have
far away from the regular world
swarmed by the stories that are lived as untold
It’s not the material I desire to take
and rub it into my hands
pretending it won’t turn to dust
nor is it the lust
that bewitches hearts to rust
rather it’s what dries away my tears
the cool wind thriving through my years
guiding me to the light
I was sure was ever real
helping me see myself
above the petty things
that were grown with crooked wings
failing me to fly
to the greatest height of one’s sight
no
I see myself
above those petty things
grown with crooked wings
above the lavish
that seizes to quench the thirst of gluttonous eyes
I see myself rise,
not needing the sugar in the lies-
nor the endless tales in ties-
I see myself
going
towards the heaviest in size, succulent clouds
with rain drops
of no owner shared
ready to give
to that which is none unless paired
so here I am
behind these dark curtains
listening to the lightning
with no stars in sighting
having the one thing
that is the world’s most heightened
glory, with the wind keeping my secrets
to myself
never make your secrets free for your foes to hear
lest the first thing be that you’re brought to your knees and instructed to fear
since silence is safer for your hopes to remain clear
than your own hands be used against your own garments to sheer
because others become queer when they see you as sharp as a Spear in a world they try to keep for themselves to steer
theyd rather have you be below as a dainty little peer
and be furthest from near–
lost, looking for the treasures in a mirage
stuck at the rear of an hourglass
placed as the jewel on the taj of the friend you hold so dear
whose claimed himself Raj
and imprisoned you as his forever entourage
blooming with glee
freedom is near
how can’t you hear
the voice of the sea
folding into itself yet expanding over the horizon
it’s not just a dream it’s everything above real
where upon the wind travels with you
and the galaxies lead the way
the curves that surround you are what keep you at bay
all tied with affinity
no sign of disarray
eyes, clear
and the hearts, sound
is this forever? is there another side
where obstacles are bound?
how far can the strides go
without finding a foe
a glimpse of danger
or the fears of peers
is there anything stranger
than nonchalance,
crowned?
sometimes you want to find a place
where there’s nothing to chase
nor a goal to ace
a place to be calm
a place where you don’t give a damn
alone and free just feelings of glee
no need to share
nor dare to compare
no failing stares following the backward stars
or counting from minutes to hours
hoping to find an end to despair
a place where time welcomes allowing you to shine with every spec of glitter sparkling one after another
you want to find this place you want it so bad
so that each blade of grass you pass finds your shadow never ending as you stand strong facing the wind until dawn arrives for a new beginning giving you the courtesy to rule, forever grinning
victory
Note To My Sanity 