Thursday, July 28, 2016

deluge of tears

a deluge of tears
fell down my cheek
as I read parting words
that slit my heart open

I did not think
I could hurt so much
from an affair that
lasted only a season

but I had my hopes
I suppose I still do
but it gets harder
to believe in such dreams

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

heartbroken on a hot July night

I had just broken up with my boyfriend of two years.  The need to shed reminders of him was strong.  I drown them in cold alcoholic drinks under city lights.  Who knew a baby shower could be like a night at the club.

Afterwards I sat on a porch under the stars.  Row houses can be so steamy in summer.  In reality, it was probably that flying cockroach that led us outside.  The three of us chatted the night away before the sky lighten.  Slowly I began the process of piecing myself back together.

hot and humid days
turn into long, steamy nights
never-ending heat

- Written for dVerse Haliban Monday #17 - summer heat

"Lamp light sun"
Photo courtesy of

Monday, July 25, 2016

Once believed

I once believed in Santa until my inquisitive mind
began to question the holes in the story
maybe I should have questioned the things
I noticed in you – out loud – instead of in my head
maybe I would not be as hurt as I am now
or question whether love will ever come for me
or does only death has my name

A/N:  This poem was inspired by dVerse's 5th anniversary celebration prompt for Friday July 22, 2016, in which you had to write about a belief you once had and how it transformed you and your life throughout time.  I didn't read the post in time to participate because I have been really busy these last few days, but it did inspire me to do some writing so I could have a post for today. 

Thursday, July 21, 2016

kisses between us

kisses between us were short
I wish they lingered longer
on my lips, now you have gone
into the light, I am left alone
with only my memories

still I dream

my time is short
but still I dream
of a future with you
even if the world
transpires against us
water fills my lungs
my last vision is you

Monday, July 18, 2016

when time runs out

Photo by Vera Kratochvil
Courtesy of

"when time runs out"

I never got the chance
to do all the things
I wanted to do
my time ran out
sand in the hourglass
has fully drained
I now shed tears
for all lost things
I couldn’t hold onto
slipping through my
fingers like water drops
I knew this day would come
I even prayed for it
in my darkest nights
but no one is prepared
for its eventual arrival
now I only have memories
to hold onto tightly
hoping they will not
fade away in time

Thursday, July 14, 2016

“growing distance between us”

we were once close
like twins
but in time we
drifted apart
like ghost ships floating
the seas
I see your face
just slightly
and no longer hear
your voice
becoming no more than
a memory

Tower in the distance at Lake Nipigon, Ontario, Canada.  
Courtesy of

Monday, July 11, 2016

“Don’t assume”

please do not assume
about who I am
or what I stand for
based on whether my eyes
are brown or blue
or the color of my skin tone
do not judge based on
who I pray to or not pray to
do not based me on
where I come from
or the languages I speak
do not make assumptions
on my job title
or the uniform I wear
on what music I listen to
who I chose to date or love,
or whether I wear a bikini,
a suit, a dress or a hijab
please don’t judge based
on how I wear my hair
because a professor once told me
when you assume, you make an ass
out of you and me
and it is the wisest thing
I have heard so far

Friday, July 8, 2016

Photo by George Hodan

“in the summer rain”

I waited for you
even in summer rainstorms
hoping you would come
back to my arms, but instead
you left me to wither in Fall

Tuesday, July 5, 2016

"Sevenling: Making wishes”

I made wishes
upon moon, stars
even the sun

searched for promises
in mountains, valleys
exotic islands

I found my answers in you