They say To stop expecting To be responsive To the non-responsiveness But that Shuts the door On possibility Sets in stone This suboptimal Way of living And yes Shutting the door Opens a window But what if That’s not where We want to go
You minimize my devotion and effort By telling me I have Extraordinary capacity But I didn’t know What capacity I had Until I took the risk That you are unwilling to take Because it requires So much devotion and effort
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I have a tit For each of your tats But I don’t flaunt them Use them like a 2x4 Hitting you over the head Bringing you down I just quietly move forward Into a new positive reality While you stew in the Mire of your negativity Attracting others with your Victim cries Wallowing in the [...]
When I stop driving The car stands still And I discover What you are made of And where we are headed Which is nowhere ©2017 by Loolwa Khazzoom. All rights reserved. No portion of this article may be copied without author’s permission.
You call me your partner But I feel like your tag-along An afterthought Navigating life as “I” not “we” You announce your plans As a fait accompli Failing to take me into consideration In matters that impact my world Which actively weaves you through it I’m tired of having the same conversations And being set up in [...]
I lay on the grass beside you And looked up at Your soft brown eyes With the bright sun Behind you You were so beautiful I felt so soothed content And happy I looked across At your soft strong body The water glistened On your skin And your eyes Danced with joy I’ve never seen [...]
I am your daughter Playing out the role Of your teacher Your mother Using my precious energy To steer you on course Again and Again So that you can Do the right thing And come through for me You have glimmers Of understanding and care Then fall back into The darkness That envelops you And [...]
Victim to your life You live out the consequences Of your choices For which you expected others To hold the burden And take the fall But that didn’t happen Yet still you expected demanded it Failing to step up Instead falling down More deeply Into your misery Which you used as a whip To punish [...]
Just because It didn’t happen to you You declare definitively It doesn’t happen Pointing a finger at me For experiencing it Making some judgment In your smug self-righteous Pseudo-spirituality What kind of an idiot are you ©2017 by Loolwa Khazzoom. All rights reserved. No portion of this article may be copied without author’s permission.