WALLS OF GLASS
Walls of glass, her reflection surrounds
Bare skinned and vulnerable, she looks around
Hard to recognize the girl looking back,
Hard to recall a few months back
Look past the surface, to what lies beneath
Past tears and confusion, to the soul underneath
Beyond the scars that since have healed
Closed up, not forgotten, just buried and sealed
Crawled out from an abyss, emerged from a hole
Once broken, now stronger, from life’s unfair toll
Her strength within, the passion in her heart
No longer contained, eager for a new start
She glances again at the girl looking back
She smiles, she knows, no longer does she lack
The void that was missing, her fire now reclaimed
Burning brighter, stronger, her spark regained
Familiar again, the girl she always knew
The same heart and soul remaining true
She smiles as she turns and walks away
Her reflection, reflecting what her heart has to say
Copyright 2011 © Nada A. Sakher
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Friday, December 23, 2011
The warm summer sun
The colorful leaves
The sparkling snow
The puddles in spring
Opened my eyes
Made me see things
I was blind to before
Or had lost interest in
The warmth of your smile
Lifted my heart
The depth of your eyes
Pulled me in
You brought back my laughter
The sparkle in my eyes
Brought life to my life
Gave me drive
Now I bask in the sun
Run through the leaves
Play in the snow
Dance in the rain
I love how you dance right next to me
To the song that you wrote while I was asleep
Copyright © 2011 by Nada A. Sakher
The colorful leaves
The sparkling snow
The puddles in spring
Opened my eyes
Made me see things
I was blind to before
Or had lost interest in
The warmth of your smile
Lifted my heart
The depth of your eyes
Pulled me in
You brought back my laughter
The sparkle in my eyes
Brought life to my life
Gave me drive
Now I bask in the sun
Run through the leaves
Play in the snow
Dance in the rain
I love how you dance right next to me
To the song that you wrote while I was asleep
Copyright © 2011 by Nada A. Sakher
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Unshackled
UNSHACKLED
Walking a road, destination unknown
A crossroads I reach, I stand alone
A choice to make, two different paths
Gather my thoughts, reflect on my past
A path familiar, lined trees young and old
Traditions deeply rooted, expectations to uphold
A trail cut to follow, molded and planned
Another branch on a tree, a speck in the sand
A path unfamiliar, tall grasses and weeds
No trail cut by formers, unknown where it leads
Seeking fulfillment, strong, driven and bold
My dreams passionately eager, waiting to unfold
Torn between aspiration and others dictation
Fearful of regret, fearful of alienation
Hopeful for understanding, hopeful for a day
They’ll understand my desire, the need for my say
Unshackle the roots, snap my branch
Gather my courage, I must take a chance
My choices, my consequences, my own to make
Trails to carve out, my journey to take
Copyright © 2011 by Nada A. Sakher
Walking a road, destination unknown
A crossroads I reach, I stand alone
A choice to make, two different paths
Gather my thoughts, reflect on my past
A path familiar, lined trees young and old
Traditions deeply rooted, expectations to uphold
A trail cut to follow, molded and planned
Another branch on a tree, a speck in the sand
A path unfamiliar, tall grasses and weeds
No trail cut by formers, unknown where it leads
Seeking fulfillment, strong, driven and bold
My dreams passionately eager, waiting to unfold
Torn between aspiration and others dictation
Fearful of regret, fearful of alienation
Hopeful for understanding, hopeful for a day
They’ll understand my desire, the need for my say
Unshackle the roots, snap my branch
Gather my courage, I must take a chance
My choices, my consequences, my own to make
Trails to carve out, my journey to take
Copyright © 2011 by Nada A. Sakher