if you feel that you are losing your mind
when the dark clouds gather around you
if your breath becomes tight and panicky
when people avoid you when you arrive
even if you don’t get your favourite food
STILL HOLD TIGHT
because your time is coming
the universe loves you with all its might
if you could see yourself how you actually are
you would dance naked on the beach with the joy of it all
Anger like a rock on a tin can
Sure, it might get to the guts
But so much gets bad and torn
Broken, mangled and useless.
Love, the sweetest languor
Finest way to open the heart
Quick, easy and so, so smooth
Darling let’s sweeten us up.
You may leave my nights.
But I never will.
Why am I a private thing?
Why do you keep me to yourself?
What’s so wrong with sharing me out?
Why don’t you ever tell them about me?
Can I ever be taken out of your cupboard?
Are you ever likely to be proud of me?
Why don’t you tell them about me?
Will you ever love me for me?
Because I know I’m worth it.
I know that I’m worth it.
I’m bright and clear.
You can drink me.
I just thought of a title for my first collection of poems. I wanted it to be a unique phrase that reflects the fact that I’ve never learned about how to put a poem together. In a sense, I’ve been writing poetry that predates the art form. The title of my choice is:
Poems from before Poetry was Invented
Wikipedia says “Poetry as an art form may predate literacy. The earliest poetry is believed to have been recited or sung, employed as a way of remembering oral history, genealogy, and law.” So the earliest poems were like pop songs. How good is that!
I look at my garden.
Weeds here and there.
Do I wait for them to die
Before I plant my sunflowers?
I get the feelings and emotions behind your words.
I get the confusions and longings.
I get the way that you want to express something real about your life.
I get that you want to move forward but are held back.
I get the way you are held helpless by your own nature.
I get that you will get to where you want to be.
I get you because I feel that way too.
(inspired by Reema)