Thursday, 1 January 2015

Not a poem

I want to write on muslim youth musings
A little direction and discipline is in order
I wander too much
And all my wonderings cover the same ground again and again
Maybe sow a few seeds of goodness
Maybe this uncomfortableness needs roots
Maybe home is soil , is earth , is us
We are home racing towards home
I want to write like the meanings aren't dripping
Off the page with each sentence lacking punctuation

I want to write

1 comment:

  1. Reminds of me how heavily edited one of my mym submissions was a while back...while it made sense to me, I don't think it was clear enough for the general public lol.
    MashaAllah, I love your writing style sis...refine it if need be, but you don't have to dismantle a good foundation.