Falcon

Swerving dipping gliding on by
Riding the wind high up in the sky
From sun rise to sun set I soar in the air
I look down below me without a care

Truly am I, one that is free
Distance to concur as big as the sea
I chose my own path without regret
This is my one life’s goal, and it will always be met


Poem by, Amira

Wanting

Holding
myself back
Kissing
my dreams away
Hugging
my knees to my chest
Hands
that cant grasp sanity
Eyes
that see but cant take
A Smile
that makes me forget
A Heart
that aches with wanting


By, Amira

Salt Water

The sunlight dancing, trickling over my hair. I lean my head back to feel the soft caress of the sun as it kisses my face in greeting. Head against brick. Fingers cold as ice. I bet it look pretty. The way the sun hits the ocean. The way the sun hits the rain. The way the sun hits the tiny drops of salt water lingering on my face.

By, Amira

Unconrollable

Rage. It makes me wanna cry. Cry till my breaths come in hiccups and my lungs fill to a burst. But all the same it makes me want to throw my phone as hard as I can. Till it hits the chalk board and shatters into oblivion, and every head turns towards me.

Is this emotion boiling inside me, that I can’t deny, going to cause a fire? Or is there any way I can cool it down to a simmer.

Is it good? Should I let it grow or should I find a way to make it go away. Not keep it locked up, but not let I out either, make it vanish. I know I can, I’m good at calming myself. I just don’t want to. An emotion that gives you the courage, the rage, the reason to do something you’d never normally do?

It makes me restless though, uncontained, uncontent.  Uncontrollable. Should I let it take me under oblivion, till all I see is the pain lashing out. Uncontrolled, uncontent with staying in my body.

Or should I not let it get that far?

By, Amira