James,
Let me take a look as well.
Bring peace to my restless mind.
Let historians and their visions dwell.
A peek at the sky.
Before my big bang will arrive.
One deep view before I die.
Eurotrash
”Once, many years ago.
I was playing online poker and bluffed my way through the game.
One player called me Eurotrash.
Well…”
M.P.Yasmine
Connect
You can connect dots.
By looking deeply at yourself.
Sincere.
Heartfelt doing good.
Intentions.
Humble and clear.
M.P.Yasmine
Meteor shower
”Watching shooting stars with my son in the middle of the night.
Whispering about them and life.
To me, is life.”
M.P.Yasmine
Time
Stars hide on gloomy nights.
Clouds equal time.
Through the hours.
Shining lights.
M.P.Yasmine
Eternity
The sound of love has changed.
Its beat lingers in death.
It makes me wonder.
If this is the only love I search for.
Eternity.
Many years from now.
The sound of immortality.
The beat of love waiting for me.
M.P.Yasmine
Empathetic
I can feel your energy from miles away.
It makes me low key dislike a lot of people anyway.
But when I take time understanding.
It is nothing more than pretending.
Pretending ignorance, smiling instead.
Remember myself each day it is a gift or curse that I’m a step ahead.
M.P.Yasmine
Speak
”It feels like it’s
Almost
My responsibility to speak out.
Almost
Erased.”
M.P.Yasmine
Zomer
Mag ik zijn, de zon van Nederlandse zomerdagen.
Dan laat ik los.
Moederlands zware bagage die ik niet meer wil dragen.
Mijn geschiedenis die ik zal moeten accepteren.
Een kind gevallen tussen wal en schip.
Die houden van heeft moeten leren.
M.P.Yasmine
Fathersday
When the evening arrives.
I remember you lived many lives.
Being a present father was not.
I was your most cherished blind spot,
I’m sorry for us Dad.
Let’s blame the time you haven’t had.
M.P.Yasmine
Time
For weeks now I’m thinking about buying a new clock.
I want a big one in country style, with the old muffled tick tock.
But when I’m holding a new one in my hands.
I quickly tell myself to put it back with all his anxious demands.
M.P.Yasmine
Human Kindness
”And sometimes I can’t imagine being unfriendly like a lot of people are.
But then again.
I can’t imagine what they have to go through.”
M.P.Yasmine
Moral Compass
”A lot of people praising society ethics.
Without having a strong, healthy moral compass.”
M.P.Yasmine
“Unlearning thinking in favorites is my new favorite type of growth.”
M.P.Yasmine
Boo
”Mirrors, some can handle many,
Many can’t handle one.”
M.P.Yasmine
Mothers
Do not assume all mothers are capable to.
To love children like some mothers do.
It needs a special kind of mother to love all children she meets.
Specially the kind of mother that doesn’t have the mother she needs.
Mothers who connect and care.
Mothers with love to share.
M.P.Yasmine
Aunt Rose
With Christmas, birthdays and gatherings,
Rose wasn’t present.
As a child I didn’t understand.
She was sweet the few times she was with us.
But now many years later I understand more than ever.
Why my aunt Rose left the family and chose not to get together.
M.P.Yasmine
To be seen
The recognition we seek usually comes after we die.
And is already present in people who treat us like we are dead.
What a joke, what a bliss.
Never knowing, knowing this.
M.P.Yasmine
Pain
When pain is your muse.
It’s most of the time the only thing you’ll use.
The words come in great deal.
Each sentence written for heartache to heal.
M.P.Yasmine
Dream World
the love hate relationship with sleep.
I’d rather run back and forth the high front balcony.
Than lie down crushing my own mind.
Thinking and feeling too deep.
M.P.Yasmine
Trees
We see you.
Teared up and cold.
Burying the hunger for normality beneath you.
With deep going roots you fight.
Between hope and fear.
In worlds plain sight.
Your strength is extremely high.
you lead a moral example.
The people around the globe can not deny.
We see you.
A beautiful forest with deep rooted trees.
Standing ground for the freedom you belong to.
M.P.Yasmine
Polderblues
Herman, je zet mij aan het denken.
Hoe ik mezelf een warm aandenken mag schenken.
Want de liefde voor mijn vaderland is in gebreken.
En iedere poging tot, heb ik jarenlang ontweken.
Ëen reis door waterland.
Een verwonderde blik op ieders mooiste grachtenpand.
De gure wind verheerlijkt op mijn gezicht.
De kus waarvoor ik zwicht.
En als de polders dan mijn zere liefde,
mijn pijn zullen ontvangen.
Reis ik voor het eerst naar huis met mijn ziel volledig bevangen.
M.P.Yasmine
Humanity
”We all suffer collective trauma that makes us create.
Environment and ethics influence the decisions we make.”
M.P.Yasmine
Vertigo
Why is my head spinning.
My ears continue ringing.
Maybe it’s the horror they called Meniere.
Or my body trying to be linear.
My higher self pulling the strings.
In one I am with all that spins.
M.P.Yasmine
Listen Doc
My body is dying.
My mind is terrifying.
Take this tumor out of my head.
Whether or not it’s in my head.