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Salma Rahmat Poem
Drowning in this whirlpool of emotions and facing the darkness myself
Cyclones of flower petals pour all over the floor
Their beauty I compare to myself
Being force-fed the concept of beauty by shallow beings
An objective subject not meant to be demolished by a screen
Our definition , Our own bodies , Our own faiths , Our own soul
Strong men , women , human beings preach about self-love
They scream ; love yourself
They accept themselves for who they are , but
do I accept myself ?
My skin , My body , My face
I am the person I need to love the most
but I try to become the person that society will accept
My complexion , myself ; I am not an object
I am a living , breathing human being with my own beliefs
And yet I misplace my beliefs and I start to believe the shallow lies
Am I enough ? What is missing ?
How much of myself do I need to lose before I start to become
a fresh canvas
What else do I need to do to fit into society's mold?
My friends tell me I'm enough but I'm so fixed by what it
truly means to be beautiful
To me , my opinion doesn't matter yet it does the most
The truth ; I already know but I refuse to believe
Destroying myself
My mind in a state of war
I'll always hate my complexion
I'll never be enough , I'll never be more
Contradiction
A mixture of Self-love
And self-loathe
I Detest myself
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Salma Rahmat Poem
Calling out all broken dreams
Lost in perspective
Nouns and adjectives aren't what it seems
Stray from the original direactive
Lost in language
The truth and lies combine
You'll lose your mind in picking which-
For all you know , one is a Porcupine
Punishment to all those who behold
Keeping intact with all their actions
In the eyes of the old ;
Isolation at it's best is your reaction
Long last the child of isolation
murmuring nonsense at last
living in the shades of procrastination
long last the child til our decades past
Keep your mouth shut , conceal the truth
For all these things that're kept inside will be used
against you
Now , a new play to cast
Life's challenges at best
Copyright © Salma Rahmat | Year Posted 2018
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Salma Rahmat Poem
It's the end of an era
My sweat drips onto the floor while music of melancholic melodies spread throughout my room
My eyes don't see beauty anymore
I've succumbed to the numbness of my hideous reflection
An unpleasant taste left in my soul ,
no longer shall I be privileged to the sweet nourishment of bread nor wine
A burden held upon me to ring the bells of the cathedral of Notre-Dame
I will forever run
This sickly world that I've grown fond of ; the high hopes of it's entertainment has given me ,
I will never be as beautiful and I've made my peace
I've made my peace with myself , I've compromised with myself
My ungrateful desire to not be alive , my "ungrateful" desire to have never existed on this earth , in this world
My ungracious habit of saying thanks to this world that has so much to offer and so many stories to tell
As my body grows ill and fragile , as my soul cracks like porcelain ;
I will wish to have never been insecure with myself and I regret the time that I
stopped loving the only one true person who I should've loved the most :
myself
The person I've never come to love and yet the person who I've spent with for my whole entire existence
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Songs that make me want to fall in love
Even though I know it's false
But the emotions that make my heart flutter
The emotions that make me fly like a dove
jackets and the harsh smell of leather
When i'm dancing with you
I feel light as a feather
A dance that i'll never rue
I'll give you my heart under false pretenses
I wont mind
Even though my heart is surrounded by barbed wire fences
But your eyes still look more kind
Time passes and neon lights die
Under my bed , i'll cry
Alone without you
My future that i sadly knew
Your boney fingers that lures me closer
This ride im in with you is a rollercoaster
All these emotions that i've never felt
Things i've never had to dEalt
With alone
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