Posts Tagged ‘man’
Love Experience Part 1
Posted by: Farah on: April 5, 2009
- In: poetry
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when i sleep,
i drool enough to keep a goldfish alive for the night.
one morning, i awoke
with my wet cheek attached to the bare chest
of my man holding me tight.
he opened his eyes and looked down,
then took one hand,
wiped the drool off,
kissed me on my forehead
and went back to sleep.
and i felt love.
Battle of the Sexes
Posted by: Farah on: February 6, 2009
- In: poetry
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hardened as i may try to be,
i can’t run away from the fact
that i am in fact,
a woman.
i am strong without a doubt,
able to do whatever i set my mind to,
but inside i am soft as tissue,
sensitive like scarred skin,
delicate as seraphim and cherubim
and spend my energy cherishing
everyone around me.
sometimes the weather gets cloudy
and i [...]
This Ain’t About You
Posted by: Farah on: February 3, 2009
man, how do i write about you without
writing about you?
i feel like poems are special,
and though i suspect you’re just that,
i’m not ready to admit that.
words are powerful and when they are teamed up
to make melodies that melt souls and water eyes
and wet tongues and underwear,
they can take over the world.
but i suppose if i [...]
The Power of “Yes”
Posted by: Farah on: January 13, 2009
your eyes reveal as you look down at me
that with your shy politeness,
you could give me
my “yes” back.
my “no” has been ignored in the past,
pushed down so far that screams turned into gasps
and fight melted into surrender,
but for some reason,
i don’t feel like fighting when i see you.
i feel like saying “yes”
and enjoying the way [...]
The Nameless Woman
Posted by: Farah on: November 2, 2008
she told her friend that she liked him a lot
but she was scared because
he’s kinda rough and once told her that
he’d fight for anything,
including love.
after a few months,
the next scene cuts
to her banging on her friend’s door late at night
with blackened eyes and a bruised face
and she’s crying hard,
scared for her life
and begging her friend [...]
A Prayer For The Stranger Who is My Husband
Posted by: Farah on: October 31, 2008
- In: poetry
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God, i pray for my husband–
that he will be logical
and strong enough
to handle
me.
sometimes i operate so emotionally
that i treat my heart with irresponsibility,
not only wearing it on my sleeve
but throwing it at the back of a man’s head
in moments of distress,
hoping that once it bounces off
and leaves a knot,
i will feel at rest.
i will need [...]
Confrontation
Posted by: Farah on: October 22, 2008
i listened to a grown man with a breaking voice
attempt to maintain masculinity
as he told the story of his six-year-old nephew
that left me questioning you.
as he showed a picture of a cute tan boy
with black hair and a wide smile
and bright brown eyes,
tears grew in his eyes
as he recounted how one week before,
doctors found cancer [...]
Limbo Game
Posted by: Farah on: October 11, 2008
i set the bar high
to see if you are tall enough.
this time i will not lower it
in this limbo game,
i will not sing “how low can you go?”
because i already know.
i don’t want a man who
dances close to the dirt
when dealing with me.
my head is held high and so are my
standards.
if he’s willing to reach,
then [...]
Ode to Black Man
Posted by: Farah on: October 6, 2008
black man,
you are the still waters where bystanders pass time by
throwing pebbles on
with the hope that they will skip.
i see you as you ripple every which way
from that which is thrown at you
but still you manage not to break.
you are fluid,
cool, transforming when you need to
but still remaining faithful
to the form that is you…
beautiful.
your strength [...]
Missing Pieces
Posted by: Farah on: September 22, 2008
- In: poetry
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i kinda miss him
but i don’t know why.
i still desire
the one who broke my heart,
hoping that he kept the misplaced pieces
in case he ran into me again.
maybe he hid me in his wallet
next to a year-old condom
or in the bottom drawer
under his socks with holes in them.
i certainly live in memories
that hold such crucial portions [...]
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