Sorrows Of One Who

Those nuzzling beaks

a vulture's crime

to steal something

that was once mine

Those prying hands

a pickpocket's aim

to breathe life

from whence I gain

Those slender fingers

meant to undress

a resolution

that was not to break

those words

are clutching

a soul

broken

I count some pennies

a bus moves

nearby a tree

is growling

A new house

an exquisite staircase

a bed

to be a martyr again

Varied Things

It was like a mitosis
that had a slender frame

a glass exhibitionist

beckoning to touch

Sin tastes good in the mouth

a fulfillment of the belly

a disease of the spasmodic soul
I was littered

a grain in the field

a powder on the cheek

lights on the bulb

electric skin

eeled heart

mouth waters

cherries plucked

dust unwavering

water

it all makes a thin net

breaking like fog

all rhapsodies

a shadow listens

to

these

writing

in stains

in eyes

in souls

in earth

quenched by all

that

dies

A Thicker Blood

No one wonders about it
Those scars that open

slightly as a diary pages

with some

ink

reading

out

daily

verses

crimes/copulations

of all the

universes

No one wonders

why he held that near him

a shredded piece of

diary entry

like a lover's hair

poignant

memory

No one wonders

why she held the poems

baptized by them

no one wondered

Ah, a scar is a feather bourne on skin

born lucky to be torn in death

faded only if skin succumbs/dominates

with a tempest cycle

Ah, a shredded page

bleeds nothing

it's so illusionary

Ah, a poem

words of no usage

Ah, a bone

no longer skeletal

fossilized

a fuel-matter

Ah, a soul knocking

I can hear

but doors are closed.

Too lazy to unveil that vale.

Nobody

He was a nobody
Need I say more?

It's not like I cared

He was a nobody
a body to savour

as an entertainment-mirage

He was a nobody
my husband loved better
was wealthier

He was a nobody
I stayed at home

and he came over

He was a nobody
I stated it before

out loud when my husband slept

He was a nobody
he bought me stuff

while my husband never gave the time

He was a nobody
I could see him declare

a love that was false as well

He was a nobody
my husband hit me
as if I were wrong?

He was a nobody
he took me in

like I gave a damn

He was a nobody
nobody blames him

but all fingers are pointed at me

So if he was nobody why should it matter?
How can others think he's better, why is he better off than me?

Baby Survived The Night

ALLAHHUAKBAR, SUBHANALLAH, MASHALLAH, ALHAMDULILLAH - Butch has survived the night and has gotten better today. He is walking about. Praises to be My FORGER for helping him. However, he needs time to recover because water is in his lungs. I hope medication helps. Love my Butchuu (nickname) so much. He has been my comrade for 11 years.

I got to know there was water in his lungs because he was breathing heavily even in deep sleep. So, I asked my mom why this was happening. We snuck nearer and observed. Then we called the doctor. He said that medication was needed and that he had water in his lungs - my father suspected yesterday that he had a brain stroke.

I hope Allah Almighty protects him and helps him.

A Love Not Needed

She was a love not needed

but still I cling

for clinging had become a habit

She was a love not needed

I told my wife
I loved her so

She was a love not needed

she wasn't like my wife

their bodies was different

She was a love not needed

but still I lied

to keep her lips sealed and near in me

She was a love not needed

I did not respect

what she called loving

She was a love not needed

but my wife misunderstood

and left

She was a love not needed

I tried to tell my wife

but she never came back

She was a love not needed

but why did I need?

This haunts me deeper

She was a love not needed

never needed

my love gone

So why was the love I needed so secondplace?
What encouraged the man I had become?

Baby suffered a Stroke

My Butch, my dog, who has grown up with me for eleven years, has suffered a stroke. At first I thought he was only ill but then we called the vet and found out what was the real reason for him looking sick.

My mom has administered the life saving drugs via injections (it's late, Mom has experience so the Doctor didn't come by). However, the doctor said he needs to pass the night. He's breathing heavy. He's sleeping.

Allah Almighty...please...help him...