Poems by i.a

Poems by i.a.

when mankind struggles 2 overcome the forces of violence it engages everyone 2 translate life’s fabrics of fragile relationships that arise from childhood choices affecting our adult lives. where u watch your morals & standards disappear & u hate what has become of us

u bury it & don’t look back

but u peek into a desert of shard mirrors & realize it was just a mere thought

the shelves are bare of ethnic heritage & family blood that once reminded us of brotherhood, blueprints of ourselves the way we saw the world as black & white praying beads, reciting verses living in silence, lost in dreams, realizing that if u don’t stand up for yourself, u won’t stand up 2 anything we are thin-boned frames of unmarked stones in abandoned cemeteries rusty & decayed, grief-stricken, coming 2 terms that we are foreign sounds of now & then our way of life has already ended

now things are settled with brass knuckles & insults & removing people from where they once belonged straining their fears under their broken silence they have become rooftop spectators amidst a blistering sun in the tournament of their lives.

forgetting again the difference between memory & imagination the indifference lingers in the air drifting, starring as heavens move & stars will me 2 believe in what cannot be seen pulling me with tremendous gravity 2 a space & x of 0 stories & 0 plots

of un-seeable bareness, of cold existence a fear of hiding forcing breathing 2 be a chore realizing that one moment is not granted & has no endless supply there are absolutely no emotions behind curtains of questions only fragments & abstracts with sudden whispers & falling quiet 2 an opening of a trap the dead dark-night of the mind

united joined hands pause 2 detain reality.

do not remain do not stand stay if the truth is not complete. a spring of experiences cast a mountainside of architectural grace.

seeing it a limited given moment a fathom of things a reality of ideas.