Through A Dead Girls Eyes

…Only the dead have seen the end of war. (Plato) Or so they say. There was always dust. Dust in my eyes, my hair, and my breath. Everywhere was dusty so I stopped trying to clean the windows everyday. We didn’t go out much; we usually just stay at home and listen to death on the box machine. Schools were out. The park wasn’t a park anymore, it smelled of burned childhood. We had soups that did...

Love, God and Infinity

White black and brown mountains, Blue white and grey skies There must be a God There has to be As the beautiful flakes fell, I took several scoops and pressed them to my face It was divine Maybe this is how to feel God Or in the stars If i stared hard enough Maybe i could see a face Love is God and my love for him is Godly His hands pressed to my face Maybe, Just maybe if i pressed them hard enough I...

My Kind of People

I found a perfect description of my relationship with the world. Do not be surprised when you see me just falling in love with people just for being intelligent (i do that all the time): "i actually feed on intelligence i love it when people know a lot about a lot of things about music, films, religion, beliefs, history i love listening to peoples opinions  i love big words i want to suck...

For us with thirsty hands

It's 8am On a cold saturday morning And i wonder if you think of me. As the sun rose Did i rise in your mind? It's so bright out here I wonder if it's bright where you are it reminds me of how bright your eyes are And how you words soften my bones Makes me feel light Do you think of my eyes? My hands my lips my feet? Or has your brain drowned me In a pool of your other conquests? My thirsty hands...

America is a nation Built on blood and genocide Buried occupation Israel is a nation Been built on blood and genocide Occupation occupation occupation Difference? America was built behind the eyes of the world Israel is been built in front of the world. -welcome to the great US of...

My blood is black, Ink Black, I bleed words. -for us who eat,breath and bleed wor...

Sexual Harassment

Note: This something i am going to be writing about a lot so brace yourselves for a truck load of feminist ideologies. Realise that this is a highly sensitive topic for me. More than a feminist, i am a Humanist(not in the actual definition but a complete pro human rights) and a violation of human rights regardless of gender/religion/race enrages me and brings me to this blog. Ok Listen: You know...

....a poem is an egg. You don't want it over cooked and you don't want to serve it half done so you leave it at a comfortable balance between the two. (How to cook a po...

How To Not Get Raped

Do not look like a female.  Do not smile.  Do not make eye contact.  Walk with your head down.  Wear robes.  Avoid at all cost shorts and mini skirts.  If possible, walk around wearing masks.  Shave head.   Bandage up boobs and ass.   Do not go out at night or during the day.  If possible, live in a cave.  Make sure you do not draw...

Too White??

What is “too white”?? Is it 5 shades lighter than Barack Obama or 3 shades lighter than Miley Cyrus? So lately, I have being spending a lot of time by myself, thinking, writing, not sleeping and all that and I have being getting very interesting comments when I speak to people. The most surprising one is “you are being too white”. It’s always a brick to my skull that phrase and I have gotten it...

The Irrelevance of Birthdays

I became a year older this month and i have being completely bummed out about it and just overly depressed about getting older. If you do not feel this way about birthdays, that's fine. Ya'all are gorgeous you know, don't let one sadist ruin birthdays for you :D Recently, I’ve started to see the irrelevance of the amount of effort we put into doing something “fun” on our birthdays. I mean, do...

-the beginning of madness

My lungs expanding in my chest my throat was on fire i was on fire my fingers grabbed for sanity redemption was gone drowning in a sea of myself eyes rolled back into madness head erupting a lava of commotion chaos was loud peace was silent fire fire fire STOP calm "breathe" i told myself one,two,three in,out,in,out calm sanity slowly sipping back into swollen lungs cold stone, the lava froze cold madness peace...

Salt

So, i am super excited about getting Salt by the amazing Nayyirah Waheed. Her words speak to me in a way two souls intertwined in space and time speak to one another. She is amazing and her book is out on amazon. Order it and tell me if it does not change you. I told you, words are not just words sometimes, sometimes they are what heals our brokenness and brands us an...

-That's one thing with pain. It demands to be fe...

Sleepless with you

sleeping alone In my spacious bed With my body hugging itself My knees held up high to my chest Both arms tucked safely beneath my head Falling in love felt safe Instead of hugging my knees I hugged you My head laying softly on your chest Arms wrapped around one another My body does not feel the need  To constrict on itself I open up to you Knowing you got me It was safe Last...

LIFE

Have you ever asked yourself what it is you are living for? Forget everything you think you know, open your mind now. Did you ever imagine a certain utopia, where every single person just looks at another person and thinks about the life that person is going through? The homeless man down the street and the man in the big mansion next door are living two parallel lives, one is just a side story,...

For My Daughter On Her First Heartbreak

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First is sadness, then there is anger, alot of anger, and then there comes the annoying loneliness and after that is my favorite part.....numbness/indifference. (Separati...

....and i pray to God that you find a girl that looks at you and sees you, that sees right through the mask of righteousness and virtue that you so love to wear, i pray that she sees past the garment of you, and sees your lies and your one two three broken sincerity and innocence and when she does see past all that, i pray to God that she will be everything i never was. (Cowardi...

- I lied through gritted teeth and swore i was fine. I wasn't. I didn't even know what fine meant. (Brok...

- Love took me by feet and shook me like a wet do...

- It was never about you and me, or me and you, or me, or my heart or love, no not love, it was always about you, and you and the other you and you again. (Surviv...

Child Not Bride or Child Not Adult?

This is one article that is long overdue. I ask you to read this to the end once you have started it and if you are a bigot I urge you not to start reading this because I would hate for any reader to not fully comprehend my point here. Read to the end, I am not spewing words that I do not understand, I know full well what my argument is and I stand by it also I have proof of all that I write so….read...

- Last night, i wore blood red lipstick, coloured my eyes black and painted my face several layers of brown, i looked like the definition of angels in heaven. Inside, i was tumbling down valleys of self hatred and several years of repressed ang...

- After the color  in your eyes fade,  take a walk,  you will find color  and this time,  you get to choose  what color  your eyes refle...

- Reading saved my life. A book is so much more than words, it is medication, it hea...

-Music is not just sound for me, it is a Journey. It has taken me to places i have never been ...

Tears Of My Mother

I grew up with the idea that only the weak cry. It worked for me. I wasn’t one of those kids that cried all the time when they didn’t get what they want, I sit and strategize and I always end up getting what I wanted. I was a smart kid like that. I blame my father tho, he bought me books that thought me to be smart. 0 0 1 445 2540 Bahcesehir University 21 5 2980 14.0 ...