9.4.16- Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

9.4.16

This is how you know they can’t be fixed When you can hear the guilt talking. Screaming from behind what they are really saying. When they have grazed upon an apology and returned way too many times. I wish you have it in you to forgive. All the people you have been.

The Caterpillar- Momina Arif's Blog
Writing

The Caterpillar

When the days came crashing I whispered promises into debris Made demon deals and blind dives into things you don’t return from But I wanted my skin off I was no butterfly and I was a wicked caterpillar I believed in nothing and with every feather I collected off the earth I wanted to fly […]

15.4.13 Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

15.4.13

At the bottom of misery’s ocean Is a soul manic to its core Pride that lingers the wreck Doesn’t bring it back life The closest we ever get Is that we forget The invisible boundaries if not touched Will never be found The only reason that keeps you around are roses that bloom right out […]

Writing

The Woman

I promise you sometimes the world is on my side.  and I write the future.  I let the trees grow their barks through walls  and then they are homes no longer sometimes the pavement cracks open  for a clover.  sometimes a deer in the woods gets to decide the trickle down of planets. and when […]

The British Law- Momina Arif's Blog
Writing

The British Law

Behold the British Law, the horse breeder and his reptilian bastards.  May they grow into men. May they know better than fear.  Behold the Shakespearean threat.  Women who tasted freedom and never returned  May they never return.  May they never learn.  Behold the blood that ran blue and tangled you in it’s web  Let it […]

15.5.15. year of sorrow
Year of Sorrow

15.5.15.

Let go, let go when it seems you have to let it all go let it fly across the room and escape if you hold on you’ll trample the heavens and then the angels will send hell  let go when it seems gone of all the lessons that left marks behind this is the one […]

8.2.16 Year of Sorrow
Year of Sorrow

8.2.16.

And do not wither into foolishness Thinking crystals of diamonds. In every fiber you hold the strength of lifetimes that blister the hands of death. And never believe that you’re delicate. The skies tremble for the souls that wake to try again every time. Even if the eternal wrecks in toll. They will never be […]