A poem for the grieving
the phantom of grief
grips the heart
with iron hands
demanding stillness
until pain becomes
an all consuming moment
asking:
“Why did you leave me?”
no answer
will ever satiate the longing
for return
nor the hope to wake
from what should be a bad dream
but in the quiet
between wails and sighs
a still whisper echoes
in the distance
“i’m always here,
by your side”
New poetry for healing by Jael R. Bakari
Who cower at the sound of the other shoe
Contacting distant memories
Conjuring images of hurt and pain
Old wounds that never quite healed
But refuse to fester
May you find strength in surrender
To the urge to blossom
Through muddied layers of self expression
May you be granted the…
A note on how to know when you’ve found yourself
My Dearest One,
Remember your purpose is not a box for you to fit into.
It is the full expression of who you are and have always been colored by the collective experiences of this lifetime and influenced by the experiences of the ones who came before you.
It is not a thing to be forced, though it may be something you fight.
And it is always supposed to be the best expression for you.
Not anyone else. Just you.
With love,
Jael R. Bakari
