OUR MARTYRS ALIVE FOREVER

Our martyr

When the people
Have won a victory
whether small
or big
do you have wonder
at the moment
where the martyrs
would be?
they who sacrificed
themselves
to bring to life
something unknown
though nonetheless precious
than their blood.
I like to think of them
hovering over us
wherever we have gathered
to weep and to rejoice,
smiling and laughing
actually slapping each other's palms
in glee,
their blood has dried
and become rose petals.
what you feel brushing your cheek
is not only your tears
but these.
MARTYRS never regret
what they have done
having done it.
Amazing too
they never frown
it is all so mysterious
the way they remain
above us
beside us
within us,
how they beam
a human sunrise
and are so proud.


By: Alice Walker

THE DILEMMA - By Sylvia Salima

THE DILEMMA

My heart has this one beat of only you
My heart has this lock, with a lost key
My heart has this way hard for people to predict
And now I  have a  dilemma of you

I gave up you and I keep walking an endless street
I choose a path harder than a thousand miles
How can I feel, when I had a lock in me
And now I have a  dilemma of you

Time is at hand
Searching for the unknown
Going at a distance when all is close
How could I be searching when the answer was right in front of me
And bow I have a dilemma of you

I got hurt
I hurt you
We both got hurt
We suffered the consequences
I walk in the streets, left in darkness
I was ungrateful, I was not contented
And now I have this dilemma of you within me.


- Written by: Sylvia Salima

THE TRUTH WITHIN - By Sylvia Salima

THE TRUTH WITHIN

The Violin in his hand, His mind is at a far
The tears held within the winds resemble his sorrows
The strength in his voice, the pain in his soul
Why hold it all when the truth lies in your soul

The smiley face fades like the watery paint 
The thought hit him like a dream in broad daylight 
Patient was his virtue, but sorrow was to overcome 
Why hold it all when the truth lies in your soul 

His silence got the best of him 
Now his pain cant be faded by her words 
He would rather hold her than leave her,
His words wont change her mind 
Why hold it all when the truth lies in your soul 

She was a treasure worth keeping
but the wrong treasure for him 'she once said 
Healing the truth, Healing the wounds 
Regret is unbearable, Time is at its essence 
Why hold it all when the truth lies in your soul 

Sometimes the truth makes us walk away without a word 
Sometimes it avoids us hurting the treasures in our lives 
The best he hopes times forgives him 
But it never does it reminds him the constant mistakes of his silence.


- Written by: Sylvia Salima

Falls - By Greg Cameron

Falls

the water sweeps over the rocks 
one tree peers tentatively over the edge 
at the top 
a pool at bottom - looks deep 
she sits on a blanket 
opening a lunch basket 
blinking her eyes at you 
seeming nude in spirit 
if not in fact 
you're reminded of something 
high cultural 
but who needs high culture 
when a bird wheels away 
with a joy you'll never know? 
one cloud dots the sky 
with chubby insolence 
as if to say 
"here I am, bud!" 
and a Yank gets out of his car, 
says,"what you going?" 
and you say "nothing" 
because nothing is what is going on 
nothing is all you need 
you could fall into the sky 
sink to the bottom of the pond 
and a dog spills out of the 
Yank's car 
and sniffs the green 
garbage can.....


- Written by: Greg Cameron

SYMPATHY - By Sylvia Salima

SYMPATHY

I am trying to say I love you but in my soul it's not right,
I am trying to show you I care, but it never comes out right,
I am trying to make it work, even when I know its falling apart,
Am by you;because I know it is not fair.

Walking out of the door crosses my mind,
Never coming back is a done deal,
How could I when my heart longs for you,
Making up my mind, is harder than it seems,
Am by you, because I know it is not fair.

Longing for another is what my heart does,
Wanting to be yours but my heart cant let go,
My heart tells me am greedy,
What has become of me,
Am by you, because I know it is not fair.

Our hands seem at a side line,
We are either together or falling apart,
I make you happy but my priorities are forgone like the dust,
How can sympathy blend into love,
Am by you;because I know it is not fair.


- Written by: Sylvia Salima

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Lights go out and I can't be saved ...

Lights go out and I can't be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have brought me down upon my knees
Oh, I beg, I beg and plead, singing
Come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head
And a trouble that can't be named
Tigers waiting to be tamed, singing
You are, You are
Confusion never stops
Closing walls and ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop but you now know, singing
Come out upon my seas,
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I a part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease, singing
You are, you are
And nothing else compares
And nothing else compares
You are, you are
Home, home where I wanted to go