My Peace

I close my eyes and I float away - beyond the Rainbow to that other place, where the subconscious takes over - an empty canvas replaces - Reality....Where the once green trees are now blue, the sky red, the grass purple, uncomplicated.
No babies crying, no mothers weeping, and my tears a distant memory. In fact no babies or mothers at all, no signs of life but me, my thoughts, my emotions, my love,
I stand in the open field and breath the sweetest air..as much as my lungs would hold....
I inhale life like i'm a coke head and this is my last hit, who knows what will come of all this but I inhale life. Quickly before it all disappears, after all...this is my one place of peace and I dont want anyone to be a disruption of it, I inhale the blue trees, the red sky, the purple grass - I dont want to share a leaf - this is my peace - I dream

Adolescence Gone

Rain Rain go away
Remember those games we used to play?
Where we couldn't wait for the next day...
Now I press on for Nite
I welcome the Rain with a warm smile
the dark clouds, the sun gone to hide
one drop, two - the trees going wild
Now I press on for Nite
Vivid mountain streams
The cooling summer breeze
I offer myself to the goddess of the seas
Now I press on for Nite
Monsoon tears, puddles, heavy winds
Standing Naked on the avenue of ends
I pray the rain will wash away my sins
I press on for the Nite
I press on for the Nite
I press on for the Nite

The Truth

I would love to think of myself as the most independant woman in the world..
But the the truth is...I need you more than you'll know
I would love to think of us always as one...
But the truth is... Alot of growing up we both had to do- so down different paths we had to go
For you my dear have probably forgotten that i'm alive, you know not even of the air I breath
But truth be told, Im in love with you
The only one whose ever exceeded my dreams...
And all this time, in my mind you've passed by never missing a beat.
I would wonder aloud if I posted these words would you even know its you I speak.
'Get out the clouds Rashida', my friends would say - come join us back on land..
For every thought I'd think of you -
You were carrying me away- hand in hand.
It got so bad - a consultation with the good doctor they thougt was a must....
No one could ever understand for the life of them, who was this I had put all my trust....
The doctors say this air does me well, but of course they haven't a clue..
So if truth be told sir...as I sit here inhaling...
The Air I Breath Is You

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Close your eyes, lay your head on my heart..
Let me massage your temples, loneliness need not take part.
In times like these, we shall come together and pray,
Lights off, hands held, promises of never going stray.
Time could never change what we share, tis' true,
Head first, I took the dive, all my trust in you-
So!, Over the years you've been tricked, haven't we all...
The key is to recognize the problem, learn from your falls.
To free your heart, you must willingly give...
Look deep into my eyes, can you see your reason to live?
When picking lifes roles be true to yourself and selfless..
In this world full of lies, trust god will always bless.
Finding lost treasures has never been the norm,
But once love is in charge...it weathers all storms

Next In Line

Today is the first day of the rest of your life,
Tomorrow is the first as well
When life gives you lemons, make lemonade,
But I have no sugar...so, WHAT THE HELL!?!
These people with their affirmations..
and automatically life is supose to be great!
But where on this earth can I get the Truth,
I need to know it's OK to make mistakes.
I need to be told that...(here we go again)
Life AINT all peaches and cream...
And in this life, you must pay close attention
cause hey, things arent always as they seem...
I guess these lessons, more or less
are ones for the "Live and Learn"
and even though its not your life,
takes notes, soon it will be your turn...

Beauty Am I (cowritten with C.A.R.)

Behold me, Object of Desire
Many have tried, but failed to acquire
The most essential part of what makes me a riddle,
A love story could never have a happy ending if everyone skips the middle.
Foolish mortals, how dare you try to remove the Queen from her throne,
The covert plot imitates the story of the dog and the bone........
They are all the same to me, fella's, men, boys and guys,
I've said many Hi's and even more Goodbyes
My eyes reflect the lies of those whose ties i've severed, causing pain to fill my cries...
Though with each passing day, the loneliness dies
Is it any wonder why I can hold my head up high?
No man shall ever desecrate the
Beauty That Is I