“I Know” a poem

I know I’m a lucky man.

I know I’m great.

I know it’s easy,

Just see past the hate.

I know I’m conscious.

I know I’m late.

I feel the moment,

Before you find faith.

A Poem for Ingenuity

“Good,” was the only word she could use to describe the ways so to choose.

“I’m alive” was the phrase that flipped like a switch, making her life begin, making every day a win.

“I’ll start anew,” never would I want to; it goes without say, but maybe a stronger maybe so I’ll start today.

Recovery

Thank you to the indivisible, you know who you are.

An understanding of time.

Practicing patience as a realistic step, keeping love-as-it-develops always in mind, as it becomes more true – I know you, I know you’re one-of-a-kind.

I’m wishing away in the way, ‘you know one of those dreams.’ As have I. If I knew how to tell it, I’d try.

Thank you,

Jasmin

Qusai-Back-To-Reality

I’m here,

Or was,

As I should say.

I’m free,

For now,

But what is in the way?

Nothing’s going to change.

Do you care to dance?

Nothing’s going to land.

Are we?

Are we?