Poisonous Plants

Did you plant this vine

The one that poisoned your hand

Did you set it free in your garden, in your land

?

This poison that you can’t seem to find

Is crippling your mind

Like that vine

That someone else planted

When their entrance was never granted

But their thoughts slipped away

Finding roots in your bay

And you allowed them to stay

Cause you needed the company

 

Until your body was covered in a rash

And your mind started to dash

Across the negativity of their thoughts

Can you now realize

That you are not ill

That there’re poisonous plants, still

Lingering in your garden, in your mind

Rid away with them all

And stand

Strong

Once more

Stranger Paths, The Book

Stranger Paths, The Magic in The Madness Poetry Collection is now available on Amazon

This book contains three chapters, each starts with a short story about the author.

R.J. Zarkani, was born in Iraq and lived through the Iraq war which influenced her writing in unexpected ways. This book brings a unique perspective of the war from a child’s point of view. You can witness what she had witnessed and stand where she stood. Watching the bombs as she now watches fire works on 4th of July and you can know that you are safe.

Wars

War took a different shape

One that was not so familiar

But they thought that my war was more valid

One that had actual bombing, shooting and destruction

But I see the validity in their pain

After all

We’re all the same

And

Divorce

Abuse

Illness

Boredom

Lack of inspiration

Are all battles we fight

None more significant than another

To those experiencing them

All teach us what we need

All point us to peace

To love

To the pursuit of happiness

 

Wishes

Would your finger wish your hand harm?

Would your finger wish your arm harm?

Would you?

Well-being is a choice

One that helps the body rejoice

For its master

…

Would you, a small part of this universe

Wish harm

On your larger self

Your whole?

No not at all

Well being comes from well wishing

Wish well