Weaved by the spider
The webs were supposed to be strong
Connecting points on the wall
With the arachnid, there and tall
Once it hunted the ants on the ground
Now tried to get flies surround
The webs he built were tough and sound
The walls were there, there and around
But the weaver thought of the points
To be strong like his joints
Unaware of fragility of webs
Caused by the slippery points
The points were unhinged
Tangled was the poor eight legged
Cuffed in the webs he weaved
But even then he never begged
Remade cobweb once again
Now checks the points' oil in rain
Tries not to let his guard down
But still fears the tangling sound
I asked you once for something small—
just truth, unpolished, plain.
But you wrapped it up in careful words
and handed back a stain.
It looked like honesty at first,
it sounded almost real,
but somewhere in the quiet cracks
I felt the edges peel.
Now every sentence echoes twice,
one version, then the doubt—
like footsteps in an empty hall
that never quite fade out.
I turn your words like fragile glass,
hold them to the light,
searching for the hidden seams
you tucked just out of sight.
And maybe you meant no harm at all,
maybe you thought it kind—
but broken trust is rarely loud,
it fractures in the mind.
So here we stand, a careful space,
no anger left to defend—
just the quiet, certain knowing:
I can’t trust you again.
The Shadow of Your Deceit
You read my diary you stole in the dark
My private thoughts, a feast for your deceit,
Now you rewrite my sanity with lies.
You’re gaslighting me
I’m on the edge, a fracture made complete,
While you watch on with hollow, predator eyes.
Think you’re a friend? You’re a ghost, a fraud, a thief.
I’m gathering the breath to scream your crime.
Your reign is over; mine is the relief,
I imagine to do the same back
To take you down to the train station
And push you on the train down to hell
With one great push and we lock the door
In time for it to leave.
Silk Smiles, Silent Knives
I gave my time, I gave my name,
I hid the cracks, I took the blame.
I stoked their fires, I kept the light,
I bled my nights to feed their fight.
They smiled in silk, they smiled in lies,
They painted truths with poisoned dyes.
Their colours bled; their masks unrolled,
They bought my trust and sold my soul.
I kept my pace, I kept my place,
I stood the long, unpaid embrace.
They learned my steps, they learned my track,
Then found my back and drove the jack.
The blade was theirs, I never knew,
The hand I trusted cut me through.
~Fizza Bukhari
Mint
Flavored
Emotions
Chomping on heart
I can no longer be the one you trust
When trust is broken can it ever be fixed again?
I don’t trust anymore
It’s hard to believe anything that comes out of people’s mouths
Maybe it’s because I haven’t fully healed yet
I don’t know
Maybe I’ve had enough from trusting the wrong ones over and over again
inspired by Malia’s poem ‘crack the code’
the unspoken poems
are the loudest
the ones you don’t utter
the times you don’t bother
symphonies of silence
votes of no confidence
trust marbled with rust
what’s become of us?
You were my friend, at least that is what I thought,
I could not prevent my self from falling, I tried to not,
I don't know why you felt you had to lie,
Now the truth is out and causes my mind to fill with doubt,
Now, here I sit astonished at my foolish naivety,
Showing your true colors, you've lost your dignity,
You threw away respect, this you can not undo,
Severely disappointing is the best I can say about you,
I thought you were a better man not just a flake,
Beguiled I was, like so many others you're just a fake,
Now I can relate to the hollow, solitary tree,
the one among-st the emerald sea, engraved in my memory,
to still be surrounded by life and beauty yet mar it so vividly,
My love was given easily and never taken away,
Yet it was not my love, but my trust you did betray.
Reap what you sow, in time you'll receive your due,
Just remember in your solitude...
what you did...
when some one truly loved you.
*I wrote this many years ago.*
Trust is the ability to give yourself,
Wholeheartedly to another believing and hoping,
That they in return will do the same but they never do.
Yet knowing the truth about them you,
Have lost all hope.
You start to doubt all the words and emotions,
You have felt within your heart.
They have broke the trust you,
Believed in and it dissolves day by day,
As the blood drips from your heart and,
You lose all hope in what was the relationship.
You start to notice the lies and,
Deceptions within them.
Knowing there is no way to survive,
This knowledge of broken Trust.
The relationship starts to weaken,
And you lose the faith and hope,
That was built upon trust.
Forgiveness will never repair the trust,
That they have broken.
Leaving is the only possible response.
I never thought my days would lose all their color or the brightness would fade from my smile.
But after awhile...
I got scared when you got close to me.
I didnt see my feelings for what they ought to be...
Why?!
All because I was afraid of a harsh reality.
But now I cry...
Why!!
I realize ... Only now
What I've done and how...
But what can I do now?
I didn't think it would bother me like it did you.
But.... that was wrong too.
Never thought seeing you touch her would make me feel so sick.
Or make my breath so thick...
I can't breathe without strain.
As those images repeat in my brain...
What do I do about the pain?
I guess I just watch this game...
And take it because I deserve this torture.
All because I did the same horror....
I'm sorry....
But it will never be..
enough...
BROKEN TRUST
Everyday of my life came with sadness.
I tried to let go,
but i couldn't.
For, it's larger than my destiny.
I thought i could be loved by everyone,
but the opposite i got.
With my life crumbled,
but no one to come to my aid.
At age six (6), being molested
and abused at varying degrees.
Emotionally, physically, sexually, amongst others,
I was abused.
I tried to let go of the pasts,
i tried to let go of the saddened scenes,
i tried to let go the worst day of my life,
but, i just couldn't.
It seems God left me to be alone.
Molestation and abuses came,
even without notice.
I was shown the other sides of life.
Those saddened events, a lifetime memories,
Even when i think of committing suicide.
I think i will forever know sadness,
because i am a loser in the game of hope.
Alimi Abdulkabir's Poetry
Not all my wounds will heal.
Some are just too deep for that.
Sorry doesn't make things better.
I have lost more than i have won.
My head is full of broken memories.
There's no painkillers for emotion pain.
It's easy to break a heart and break trust.
But some broken things can never be mended.
Her chest cavity empty
Drained carelessly, caves
His brows smooth in relief
Hands wandering her body
Her insecurity replaced
by fraudulent worship
His muddy irises obscured
tears refusing to spill
This masked artifice
Unknowingly worn
Beguiles the youth
Her body atop, temporarily filled
bends with his breaths
cheeks tarnished by water
His lips brush her skin
She imagines her face
Empty again
She trusted him no more
She’s not broken yet she’s mad.
Everytime she looked at him,
Her blood is boiling hot.
She wants to hurt anyone
And stopped trusting other people
Because of that man,
Her anger went to her other friends
Unconsciously, not knowing it.
He crossed the line
And yet he’s acting like nothing happened.
He’s desperate, didn’t know if he noticed it.
Their friendship’s over
And she started to hate other people
Because of what he did.
Broken Trust
I went for a walk today
Just to try and clear my mind
The things that really troubled me
The answers so hard to find
You left me for another
And it broke my heart in two
I cried so many tears
Because my love for you was true
Now you have come back to me
And said leaving a big mistake
You have left me in a quandary
Because I fear you are too late.
I cried a million tears
Yes, that is oh so true
But the pain finally went away
and I got over you.
Now you are asking me to love you
Just the way I used to do
If only there was a way for us
But the trust I had is missing too
We simply cannot go back
That was another life and time
I gave you all I had to give
And you crushed this love of mine
I am sorry I cannot retrieve it
Because Trust and love go together
My trust for you is broken
And the love is gone forever.
So I went for a walk today
Just to try to clear my mind
And I finally found the answers
They had been there all the time.
Connie Moore
Dec 28, 2013
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