1: Conversation

it’s the conversation they’re not having–
the one that hangs heavy in the room,
the silence deafening the longer they stay there,
what had once been a home now a tomb
of unspoken emotions
and unfulfilled dreams
it’s life, she tells herself every morning,
one that’s long broken from its seams.

Daily Prompt

The World is A Mess

the world is a mess
a great stinking mess
where animals are dying their time
and all we do is protest
that it’s not our fault–
for it’s survival of the fittest
you can’t blame it on global warming, girl,
that bear simply failed life’s test.
But what do I know about the world around me
where deeds so dark
have become part of reality,
where a brush of a hand is now sexual assault
and forcing one to have sex with another
has got to be ‘their’ fault,
where children are no longer immune
to weapons that leave them maimed and dead
where the world turns a blind eye
to every bit of bad news they’ve read
for it’s too overwhelming when on days like this
I don’t know who to believe anymore
and sometimes, ignorance can be bliss
but I can’t remain asleep forever, I can’t ignore
the world is a mess,
the life that I once knew
is no more.

via Daily Prompt: Theory

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Belong

I remember the days
when I jokingly wrote about
the things I feared the most,
I think it was zombies
and earthquakes
Until the day came
when simply the act
of walking out my door
pretty much does it

because I’m not white,
and I’m an immigrant.
And somewhere out there,
someone is angrily
and righteously thinking,
that I don’t belong.

And in their hateful eyes,
they’re convinced they’re not wrong.

Reprieve

it’s a different world out there
a sense of darkness lingers in the air
where hatred and prejudice have claimed the day,
where humanness and compassion have lost their way

will hatred win and will love lose?
what now should our children choose
when words of hatred spew from everywhere
from mouths of leaders who do not care?

where courageous acts go unnoticed
indifference reigns, a sad prognosis
for the world that once was, nothing but a dream now
how do we move on? I no longer know how.

via Daily Prompt: Reprieve

Adrift

adrift, she watches
life passing her by
observing, pretending
that nothing is a lie

from a baby’s laughter
to an old man’s grin
she’s ruminating, believing
that her life is filled to the brim

with everything that she wants
all that she needs
as the fragile world around her
cuts and bleeds

via Daily Prompt: Adrift

Unmoored

she’s feeling unmoored
undone
not knowing if she’s awake
or caught in the web she’d spun

seeking solace in her thoughts,
she pensively weaves
threads of happiness and laughter
and sweet deceit

until he comes,
unsuspecting
caught in the lies she tells,
unrelenting

in her need for submission
to his desires
until he rules her heart
and quenches her fires

via Daily Prompt: Unmoored