Posted by: Farah on: June 17, 2009
when i was a little girl,
i was not afraid of the dark,
but of shadows.
cluttered closet in Mama’s room
influenced the curious mind of a girl
too soon scared of the unknown.
i saw witches,
evil ones with big noses
and if i closed my eyes for long enough,
i could kind of hear them cackling.
maybe they concocted brews
and poured them into [...]
Posted by: Farah on: June 1, 2009
what if the heaven i am waiting for is already here?
what if i lived in today and yesterday wasn’t even near?
what if i loved freely?
what if i quit being unhappy?
what if poems became reality
and inner thoughts spoke clearly?
what if i truly honored me?
where or who
would i be?
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