After much encouragment from my didi(big sister) and much reluctance from me, I decided to share some of my poetry for #ThursdayThoughts
Dear world, there’s intense bombing right now. Why are you silent? Why? Why? Why? Fear is killing me & my kids. – Fatemah #Aleppo
— Bana Alabed (@AlabedBana) December 14, 2016
Let the dead raise again,
And Death I shall becometh, lay your smoky ring upon my finger.
You are the entity of inevitable choice,
And from Chaos we were all born. It’s what binds us, keeps us and forgets us…
There is but only one face I would condemn all of my humanity.
So I say this now. Yes, Hear Me!
Bring me the Doors of thyself,
So I may retrieve what was taken.
Lay claim to my soul and punish my sin,
But deny me none, for Death I shall becometh.
A scene, for years, my mind protested.
Too frantic a life it shamed denial.
I would like to say a fire of will was ushered,
Truly it was the void, of no distraction left.
In curiosity, the scene became wanted
Yearning to witness the words, I exclaimed at the keyboard.
Passionate and demented strokes, driving their narrative in flow.
In hilarity, the scene became a chapter and that chapter became illuminated after twenty instalments.
A story was born, an origin story unlike any other but like some.
Characters became emotion, emotion became flaws and flaws became doorways to humanity.
“A cure exists! A cure exists!” I bellow to the skies,
Hurting ten ways to Sunday in no sleep patterns of pungent coffee and teeth-staining Death sticks.
I curl the fetus and clutch the airplane, headaches bruising my corneas.
The story was realized, without outright complaint, at twenty-six instalments.
A graph was thought into creation, a graph to illustrate both character tags and word counts.
It was not the summit that congealed the suffering to enjoyment and wonder,
But the under-looked journey, in all its extreme sweat droplets.
Written and Smitten,
A writer I am.
Words are immortal.
Your beauty doth my heart ensnared
My life disarray, my soul alight
I love you now more so with each breath unto me.
I have to dare
I have to be
Your one true love from all loves to soul laid bare.
Take me or have me, I was yours always, now and forever. – €
Far fetched the winds of trade blow
Winged angel up above
How sweet it is you’ve come to show
Without you here all color faded
I was abreast
My heart all manner of desinflated
Now you’re back, the world grows
The song melodies
Those dang’d birds churp
Mist covered droplets descend
Frost flaked butterflies ascend — €
Dark destiny show me your purpose
Live now, live forever
Live for never
Whistle, it’s not o’er the sundry summery bliss
Bounce! Bounce that ounce you malice of this Monday blue
Thunder through, least you die
Harder still is the After
Softer still is the Heart — €
Whisper to my soul
Hush Hush skittle brittle
Little by little
Whenever darkness approaches
When shadows engulf the world
You battle, you fight, you endure
My warrior, eternal
And of light-stitched particles
This heart, this ventricular organ beats.
It beats, beats only for you — €
Darkness colors my soul
in a way the light never could.
It binds, to coils, it fractures
Rage is all I feel,
Against those who harm
Harm those who cannot
I want to defend, I want to protect
I want to hide
I must destroy.
© Enricoh Alfonzo ~ Alfonzo Words