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demyjozeph · 6 years

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Painting

I wish I could paint a painting, Each stroke of my brush a mirror of your strength, Each sweep, swipe and splatter of pigment a mirror of your courage, Hues of vibrant yellows, tints of inky blacks, and shades of velvet reds, All created with these hands of admiration, These hands of care, These hands of mine. I saw it all, Every flicker of pain in your eyes, Every spasm your body made, Every hawk-like stare on the empty grounds, Every tightened grip on your K Cider, Every time your eyes followed my lips, My hips, My trips. The blatant concern sketched over your face, Faded with the realisation that I was no longer of your concern. Every time your head spun, Every time you redirected attention on a wrapper on the floor, A stranger at the door, Another dark can in the drawer. I wonder now, do you know how silly you looked? I wonder now, did you see how silly I looked? Observing every twitch from the corner of my left eye, Protecting you, guarding you, even though you are no longer of my concern.

I am painting you a painting, for the admiration I have for you. Even, All the times you lost hope; because you didn’t know what else to lose, All the times you gave up, because you were tired of feeling low, All the times you were alone, in a space crammed with people, All the times you suffocated in pain, and fear, and sadness.

As I paint this painting, I pray for you. Everyday, I pray for you. I ask God to take care of you, Engulf you in his omnibenevolence, Guard you and protect you from evil, I pray for you.

Rouba Mustafa

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demyjozeph · 6 years

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A woman’s worth

A woman’s worth is difficult to explain,

Finer than wines, cheeses and champagne,

Richer than Rhodium, platinum and gold,

A woman’s worth is worthy as it cannot be sold.

A woman’s worth is difficult to explain,

A definition way too difficult to obtain,

Abstract and complex in every single way,

A woman’s worth isn’t something to ever downplay.

A woman’s worth is difficult to explain,

Every Artery, capillary and every vein,

Pumping warmth and endearment through and through,

A woman’s worth dances and sparkles like dew.

A woman’s worth is difficult to explain,

9 months of hellish pain,

Yet still won’t complain,

18 years, depositing efforts and love,

A woman’s worth some superlative that fits like a glove.

A mother, a daughter, an aunt, a wife,

A sibling, a cousin, a best friend for life,

A woman’s worth always difficult to explain,

A woman’s worth too intricate for the human membrane.

Rouba Mustafa

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demyjozeph · 6 years

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Dear mum

Coming from a family that did have a lot,

Income and finances were always in a knot,

Bills and credit card applications stacking the shelves,

I’ll never be ungrateful for the life you blessed me with yourself.

Not much help from dad, you did so much alone,

Other than straining the family what could he offer?

Coming home late, the betting shop his best friend,

You spent nights at home screaming, crying to find a mend.

Too young to understand, I questioned so much,

Answers you couldn’t provide, why I couldn’t afford any lunch,

Sixteen years old I started working,

Gave more to my family than my dad and his ‘networking’.

Links he promised that never came through,

Bills we paid, just me and you,

Carried four kids and ourselves on our backs,

But now, my darling, I promise you can relax.

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demyjozeph · 6 years

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Young love

Why don’t we take steps into the unknown? Let’s search for pleasure in vines of youth and mystery. Let the creeping plant snake up our feet, Let’s explore the depths and deepness of our affection. Twist about our ankles, let’s find the bottom of the bottoms of our love. Travel up our hamstrings, let’s elope away from innocence and purity. Around our knees, Forward to our thighs, let’s fly far from wise and smart decisions. Baby, let’s be reckless. Come with me, let’s do something dumb, let’s do something young. Let’s rush into something far beyond our comprehension, stumble and tumble head over heels, let’s blush our way into rapture and euphoria. Let our hands go north, east, south and west. Let our tongues taste the best of the very best. Let’s scream and shout until our vocal chords rip, lets try something new, here’s the tip. Today won’t happen ever again, nineteen won’t ever be this sweet again. Today we’re drunk off the highest dosage of love there is. Let’s explore, for today- tomorrow we can chill. Today, just today, let’s take the young love pill.

Rouba Mustafa

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demyjozeph · 6 years

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In the dark

And in the dark I found the strength, To take my love and care at length, Chuck them far, away from sight, And grow myself with all my might. Three years I exhausted myself with you, Thinking you’d always be my boo, You cheated me, lied and twisted about, Filled me to the brim with self doubt. Now here I stand apart from you, Cut the ties and embraced the blue, No friendship lies, Or relation lies, Only tender endearment falling from my eyes.

Rouba Mustafa

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demyjozeph · 6 years

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Maiden

No farewell or pardon from me to you, No consideration or apology that could’ve chased away the blue. The morning skies bring mourning eyes, I didn’t want to let go, But moving hands to different lands debarked me into woe. My lashes fluttered, for a second my mind was distracted, Shamefully, an element of my character subtracted, Extracted, impacted because of the way I acted that time, Melancholy and gloom fast upon me; constantly they chime.

But now, Your hands are careful and slow, They play and kneed me firmly like dough, Safe and protected within your sous finger, How can you expect my heart not to linger?

Rouba Mustafa

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demyjozeph · 6 years

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