We mourn the people who are dead Putting flowers on their graves And sending up prayers for them . But what of those Who are the living dead? . Sometimes it’s hard to see the glaze in their eyes behind their bright smiles Smiles they conjure up to avoid unnecessary questions Questions asked by strangersContinue reading “thoughts on the living dead (poem)”
Monthly Archives: August 2021
sky (poem)
always the optimist, never saw the empty glass eyes so hopeful, never felt the broken wings heart and soul so in the clouds, never saw reality for dreams heartbeat so loud, forgot to hear my own pain. . I’m still on the ground, I see now that my eyes are opening . but I knowContinue reading “sky (poem)”
Faiza 