Only the sun, when my moon shines.
Only the moon, when my stars align.
I stayed and closed my eyes.
Waiting for the return of what was once mine.
Whispered my thoughts soft as a prayer.
For I was never a clever player.
At the gladiator.
So, I soaked my body.
In milk and honey.
Adding cinnamon for spice.
I sparkle, my eyes were sunny.
Perfumes of oils composed chord by chord.
For the most beautiful bride.
The bride of might.
My mind.
Trench coats and hats never hid me from what was destined for me.
God’s illumination, God’s wisdom, God’s love.
I prayed like a little dove.
Talking to God like I should have.
Spoken years ago.
But with life there’s time and with time there’s luck.
There’s just no shade from the disfiguration of moonlight.
And there’s no hope in the lines that belong to me.
Belonged. To me.
Now I am somehow free.
Of my one-way destination.
And there’s work yet to be done.
I write words which I think look beautiful together.
Turmeric, viscose, and tangerine.
I threw rocks to ricochet my dreams.
To snowball some validation along the way.
To create stories for me.
To be told to the people through art.
Milk and honey.
Milk and honey,
Roses of God of Elijah.
Beads of God of Solomon.
Ropes of God of Yassin.
Me and my dreams
- Author: Yassin Tamam ( Offline)
- Published: January 26th, 2024 22:21
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
I read this twice but I guess I am too dumb to know what it is about. It mentions dreams but doesn't describe what they are.
it's mainly about dealing with confusions and hardships, in the lines "Only the sun, when my moon shines. Only the moon, when my stars align." sun represents clarity and the moon represents confusion since its shadows can make objects appear differently, you cannot understand without being lost and confused at first, and without the stars "hope and ambitions" you can't even start your journey, then i mentioned vulnerability, and how i am a vulnerable person even though i try "I stayed and closed my eyes. Waiting for the return of what was once mine. Whispered my thoughts soft as a prayer. For I was never a clever player. At the gladiator.". covering oneself in milk and honey and cinnamon implies a love spell, self love and self admiration, even though i might be weak sometimes, i accept the mistakes i have done and it will not change how i perceive myself and how i admire the way i think and the wisdom i gained through the years, then i mentioned how i dealt with hardships and covering my identity never really helped, so i should remain the same, but there's minor changes can be done, like how i talk to god, how i perceive the light and the divine, god himself here is not necessarily the deity you worship but the connection you have with yourself and the universe itself. then talking about there's always time for you to evolve with eternal luck waiting for you to use, then talking about how hopeless i am, but no wait i "was"** then i talk about the juxtaposition between me and destiny, destiny works in a straight line, there's a path for you in the stars, but i just do what i think it's beautiful with no thoughts most of the times, admiring what is around me, and the beauty of art, and i how i throw rocks to ricochet my dreams, this lines is about how dreams changes throughout your life, you work and work and with the faintest ripples it all changes so now i listen to the energy and observe the frequencies i throw rocks and go with the flow of what appears in the water, to then get bigger and bigger with more work to be put hece the use of the snowballing verb, then i mentioned biblical figures like elijah and solomon and then my name, how i am no different of whoever was holy i now repent, i am no different of anything i put my mind to i am the reflection of god experiencing life, and we all are.
and that's it, i hope that helped and i am sure that you are not dumb at all i am the one who is not clear with my thoughts haha i hope you enjoyed my writing
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