Hiba Junaid Poet Free verse

The Empty Room

an empty room
and I stare at the ceiling
blank eyes and a blanker slate, 
my poker face
arms spread over my head
all I can see are
whirring blades blurring into
creamy paint and
the small cracks in between
the shadows in my chest,
mahogany
branching out their needles,
ebony
one pricks my eye
red ink taints crisp alabaster
damps it slow, slow, slow
I exhale shaky, shaky, shaky
heavy lids droop to a close
and no one sees
no one can.

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CayCay Godwin March 29, 2025 at 1:48 PM Oh, my, you just did something 'spiced emotionally-other' to me through this poem. I understood the imagery w/o effort and was thus naturally affected in the true, natural pieces of me. I've missed u which, thank you God, led me to this. I'm putting it in my favs. Think of you all the days in ways that make me wonder if we've known each other 'before.' Let me know what condition your condition is in, please. Love ... CayCay Hiba Junaid March 30, 2025 at 2:24 AM CayCay, I missed you too, dear friend. How have you been these past few days? I've been well; there is an annual festive day tomorrow where I live - excited for it. Thank you for your encouraging comment. If we knew each other 'before,' then this meeting truly is fated, even though I would cherish it the same if serendipitous. Love, Hiba.

Howard Kerr December 18, 2024 at 2:08 AM Hilba, First and foremost a genuine thank you for your kind observations on my tribute to a wonderful sister, Jay. In turn the above poem is a literary masterpiece on your part. A poignant narrative allied to deeply emotional lines. Superb descriptions imbued with intense passion. Howard Hiba Junaid December 18, 2024 at 2:22 AM Thank you so much Howard!! So glad to see you here; you're a phenomenal poet, yourself. Be Blessed.

I Am Anaya August 11, 2024 at 2:25 PM Hiba, your poetry is like an abstract painting, very unique. I love how you weave your colors through and through. Keep on writing, dear Hiba ~Anaya Hiba Junaid August 11, 2024 at 11:09 PM Thank you very much, Anaya!!! This really motivated me.

Constance La France June 27, 2024 at 3:17 AM Hiba, you have such an emotional way of expressing your poems, I admire this poem very much, Constance Hiba Junaid June 27, 2024 at 8:53 AM Ah thank you so very much Constance, I appreciate you <3

Sara Kendrick June 7, 2024 at 12:34 PM Good one about addiction. I enjoyed reading it today. Thanks for sharing. If for a contest, it reads like a good contender to me. Way to go. Sara K Hiba Junaid June 7, 2024 at 9:38 PM Oooooo interesting interpretation. I quite like that. Thank you for dropping by, Sara <3