Fortunes

I craved it

The thing I hated the most

The dry hot air

The lack of clouds

The mosquitoes in my hair

I craved what I once wished to escape

Now living in a land where no palm trees grow

Where no one knows

How to say my name

Alien

Became I

Refusing to cry

Over my fortunes

Darkness

Did you ever think to bring a second candle?
The optimist in you did not think the darkness will last
The wax dripping off of its handle
As it burns much too fast
But I who’s seen darkness, I who was birthed away from light
I hoard all the candles
Fearing that they might
Not be enough

Home

There’s a corner so small

That fit me perfectly

In my childhood home

Where I loved to be

There’s a smell

Of what?

I can no longer tell

But it comforted me

There are places that I know

I’ll never again see

Circumstances

That I wished have gone differently

There are pieces scattered

Along the Mediterranean sea

Pieces of me

Still stuck in a small corner

Of a childhood home

Where life played out

Perfectly

Birth

Can you feel it
A circle completing itself
Through you
Through the generations

You’re the shooting star
The one that spiralled far
Reaching the infinity
That they always talked about
But never realized

You’re the continuation
Of many generations
You are
A scroll
A story told
A never ending beginning
You’re millions of tales spinning
But you’re only a day old
In this universal hold
We can’t wait for the stories
You’ll be telling

Day Dream

The sight of green leaves gives me joy

The wind wrestling the trees fills my soul

And I think of the forests burning

Of droughts

Of how I found my way out

Of struggles and overcoming

Of never truly knowing

The unpromised tomorrow

Of the challenges of living with true sorrow

Of being another

Of being lost forever

Of having no hope

Of the bliss that comes

When a rain drop

Finds its way to my sands

Happiness the flowers must feel

In a spring dance

Then my wifi gets connected

And I forget thoughts I thought I could think