In your arms
All of my stress
And my weariness
Falls away
And you kiss me
Causing me to breathe
Sugar
And I feel like I am flying
So high!
-'Dira
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
WONDERFUL YOU AND ME
I am so drawn to you
I can’t get enough of your presence
Your smile melts me
Your voice soothes me
Your spirit fills me
Your hands warm me
Your charm enchants me
Your humility impresses me
Your talents amaze me
Your touch intoxicates me
Your love empowers me
Your laughter cheers me
You are such a wonderful you
That fits wonderful me so wonderfully!
by Nadira Norjahan
Good Girl
Sometimes
I don’t wanna be
What people
expect me to be
Sometimes
I just wanna break free
And just be
Who I want to be
In the moment
Sometimes I wanna be soul
The next, I wanna be rock and roll
Or sing me a ballad
To soothe
Just me
And just please
Me
Just me
Sometimes
I don’t wanna say
What people
Expect me to say
I wanna tell them to go away
Sometimes
I just wanna say
Every harsh word that comes to mind
Because they deserve it all
Sometimes
People make you
Wanna go there
Because it seems they don’t care
Sometimes
People push you
And hurt you
On purpose
But I
Choose to be kind
I choose to love
I choose to think of
others first
Even when it hurts
But deep inside
if I’m honest
Sometimes I
Don’t feel like being
a good girl
Sometimes
I don’t want to get up
When the alarm goes off
I wanna say ef’ it and bury myself
Under the covers
For a few more hours
Get there when I’m ready
Sometimes
I wanna get in my car
with no one along
just me and my dog
and drive
till I run out of gas
but these thoughts don’t last
Always thinking of who I leave behind
Even when they forget me
Cuz I
Choose to be kind
I choose to love
I choose to think of
others first
Even when it hurts
But deep inside
if I’m honest
with you and me
Sometimes I
Don’t feel like being
a good girl
It’s never really hard
For me to just be me
Although I am judged
And people criticize me
They go about their business
Sometimes I reach
They don’t reach back
But at the end of the day
They ain’t payin my way
So why should I care anyway
But I
Choose to be kind
I choose to love
I choose to think of
others first
Even when it hurts
But deep inside
if I’m honest
Sometimes I
Don’t feel like being
a good girl
Bless Her
BLESS HER
Swimming through a sea of salt and sugar
She is preserved
With clipped wings
And sprinkles of mercy
She flies low through the trenches
She flies high enough to see
There is no true substance in the clouds
On her knees she seeks forgiveness
On her toes she reaches for bits of scattered dreams
Ancestors hum experience through her core
Her heart is a war drum
Her blood runs hot through her veins
Like a pure boiling spring that threatens to erupt
Her lips wish to speak
but spares you the lash with silence
Deep rooted anger she hides
For the sake of all
She has scars that you see
And pain that you don’t
She is heroic
yet seeks no honor
Her hair sometimes unkempt
Yet her hands often polish
Her face bears streaks of black from eye to cheek
When she is alone
The corners of her eyes mock the crow as the center twinkles
When she adores
She dances when no one is watching
She sings when no one is listening
She teaches never to doubt
Yet her spirit worries daily
She makes a dollar out of fifteen cents
And wears the clearance rack well
Celebrating all
She goes unnoticed
Cursing out loud
She blesses you in silence
Her body is broken
Yet her spirit is elastic
Slapped with judgments
She turns the other cheek
Still strutting her stuff!
She is strong
She is weak
She is the strangest element
That breaks
Bends
Tears
Mends!
Pieced together
She is fierce
She is LIFE!
She is your Sister, Daughter, Auntie, your Lover
Your Friend, often part-time Daddy, your Mother
She is WOMAN!
Bless her.
She is preserved
With clipped wings
And sprinkles of mercy
She flies low through the trenches
She flies high enough to see
There is no true substance in the clouds
On her knees she seeks forgiveness
On her toes she reaches for bits of scattered dreams
Ancestors hum experience through her core
Her heart is a war drum
Her blood runs hot through her veins
Like a pure boiling spring that threatens to erupt
Her lips wish to speak
but spares you the lash with silence
Deep rooted anger she hides
For the sake of all
She has scars that you see
And pain that you don’t
She is heroic
yet seeks no honor
Her hair sometimes unkempt
Yet her hands often polish
Her face bears streaks of black from eye to cheek
When she is alone
The corners of her eyes mock the crow as the center twinkles
When she adores
She dances when no one is watching
She sings when no one is listening
She teaches never to doubt
Yet her spirit worries daily
She makes a dollar out of fifteen cents
And wears the clearance rack well
Celebrating all
She goes unnoticed
Cursing out loud
She blesses you in silence
Her body is broken
Yet her spirit is elastic
Slapped with judgments
She turns the other cheek
Still strutting her stuff!
She is strong
She is weak
She is the strangest element
That breaks
Bends
Tears
Mends!
Pieced together
She is fierce
She is LIFE!
She is your Sister, Daughter, Auntie, your Lover
Your Friend, often part-time Daddy, your Mother
She is WOMAN!
Bless her.
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