Posts Tagged ‘family’
Still Born
Posted by: Farah on: February 16, 2009
i feel frozen,
hard to do anything,
not justified in joy,
stuck in anxiety,
crying while running
because there is no time for stopping.
my mother,
example of strength,
template for beauty,
example of generosity,
standard of selflessness,
feeling of family,
antidote for insanity
is struggling.
my soul is still connected
by an invisible umbilical cord
feeding me medication and hope
and faith and pain
and they course through my veins
as i try [...]
Without Love
Posted by: Farah on: January 25, 2009
- In: poetry
- 4 Comments
where would i be without love?
perhaps shivering naked in a closet,
never having experienced touch;
or sleeping on park benches hoping to get mugged
because violence is at least physical contact
and physical contact sometimes simulates
or at least emulates
love.
where would i be?
mouth devoid of four-letter words
and heart symbols to connect others to me,
interactions without laughter,
days without passion,
existence without meaning,
living [...]
Love Me
Posted by: Farah on: January 4, 2009
- In: poetry
- 5 Comments
i want you to love me,
not in that agape unconditional love type way,
but that “please baby please baby please” type way,
that get on your knees and pray
that God answers and allows us
to cross paths again type way,
that you remember my birthday
without Facebook or Myspace type way.
i want to be the last thought on your mind [...]
Little Girl, Big Shoes
Posted by: Farah on: December 21, 2008
- In: poetry
- 2 Comments
i feel like a fake adult,
like how i did when i was a little girl
and put on daddy’s shoes and flopped around
trying to fill them,
but grateful that i was too small
to make them fit.
now i’m tired of this,
ungrateful for being so tight with my youth
that people think we’re best friends who refuse
to separate.
i am the [...]
The Revolution Will Be Digitized
Posted by: Farah on: November 18, 2008
the revolution will not be televised!
instead it will be DIGITIZED
because today’s society has no time
for the tears in a grown man’s eyes
when he is told he is being replaced by
a computer.
the job market is sick at home
with chicken pox of broken economy
and the calamine lotion and oatmeal bath
provide no relief
to struggling families.
“How are we going [...]
Family Tree
Posted by: Farah on: November 7, 2008
- In: poetry
- 2 Comments
my green-white-green flag superimposes with
red, white, and blue on
dark brown skin,
white teeth,
shining black eyes filled with pride.
i am a rainbow inside and outside
with clouds that try to block my sight
but i still manage to shine.
my heart beat is drum beats
and every time i move my feet,
i commune with the deepest part of me.
i am a [...]
Living Conditions
Posted by: Farah on: October 27, 2008
sweet smells from candles are sometimes
all that keep me at peace.
i want so badly to explore,
to pick up and go
to a place where i know no one
and reinvent myself.
it would be fun and scary at the same time
but i have a feeling
that i better capitalize on this life
while it’s still mine
because Lord knows
one day i [...]
Definitions
Posted by: Farah on: October 7, 2008
Family:
the people who can make you burn
with anger and compassion
simultaneously
like a baby who can’t decide whether to laugh
or cry.
Friends:
the people who are there
when you stand at the ledge about to jump;
sometimes they plead with you to come inside
but on other days,
leave you shivering outside.
despite hurt and clouded feelings that hold
raindrops of lack of [...]
Intervention
Posted by: Farah on: September 2, 2008
little kitten,
come join us in a house that is warm.
come out of the cold
where your fur stands on end,
where you walk in circles that don’t end.
here there are no confusing curves but straight edges,
corners so that you don’t have to stay in the same space
forever.
outside can be deceiving.
sometimes freedom isn’t without but within,
so come on [...]
Monkey Babies
Posted by: Farah on: July 9, 2008
*Written July 5, 2008*
i was watching TV the other night and i saw
rich people buying monkeys to raise them as babies.
what ever happened to adoption?
as another black child or baby is in foster care crying or getting abused,
rich white people are buying colorful satin dresses to put on little monkeys with diapers.
they’re “part of the [...]
Recent Comments