Bite the Bullet

They say bite the bullet
I say fight the bullet
be a man
don’t pull it.
That trigger
that you think’ll make you happy
just one moment
take a look at the map,
see?
That’s your journey
the courtroom and attorney
inside and out
you ain’t free.
I don’t want a fight, B,
but to me
you’re less than a man…
You’re just angry?
Let it settle internally
‘cos externally
we’re battling the true fight.
Now just bite.

© Umm Junayd, September 2009.

Blog Cull

Welcome, welcome. Yes, you are on the right page… it’s Umm Junayd’s blog. There is no need to click links to confirm, this really is my blog.

I know, it’s looking rather empty, and in all honesty it reflects how I’m feeling right now. I needed a new start. 6 years worth of posts have been removed to start my blog writing journey over in ‘10. I haven’t got the faintest idea how it’s going to turn out, but I’ve decided to be true to myself, and be true to you – my readers – so what you see will be truly me.

Here’s a little something I can leave you with.

Mirrored Dreams

It was picturesque
perfectly painted dreams
where
clouds of happiness
hung afar and near
that reflection
that she saw
in the world of
her closed eyes
where
everything was just
perfect
her eyelids opened
they shattered
every ounce of
the frame
every shimmer
of brightness
that she’d seen
they shattered
and the pain
stemmed from
the impossibility
of collecting the shards
as the mirror of her
dreams
evaporated
never to be seen
again.

© Umm Junayd, March 2010.