Upon reflection on a year gone by,
I notice that life is short and needs to fly.
As time dissipates in the fog of winter
Storms that flog your optimism into a pauper,
I lie back and wonder …
How do I make the following year better?
My goals are set for my self-improvement,
Where I wish to feel no bereavement.
Goals are so arbitrary, that, at times
They pull you down into hades.
As I set my goals: reducing my intrusive
Conversation and being more conservative
In my opinions, but only with certain
Peoples, who lack perception.
Another goal is to write more,
Submit more, and succeed more.
I believe the latter more feasible,
As the first requires me to be more biddable.
I hope to achieve a certain censorship
As not to come to hardship.
Tag: self awareness
Heart, ohhh sweet heart,
I long for the days you were red,
Not a sunburnt heart full of dread.
Disillusioned organ full of cheer,
Don’t give the fight that’ll impart
Moral, knowledge, friendship,
To all those who value
Mentorship over the need for material that rip
Your heart and soul
Replacing them with a money bowl.
By: Malak Kalmoni Chehab
Meet Me Halway
People who feel a connection to their humanity,
I implore you to set aside learned cruelty,
Open your minds to others, brothers sisters,
In comparison and empathy reigning freely.