Ruhani Khadijah
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In a small fit of rage i cleansed my whole page, but these are years of poems not just one whole day haha… &in a silly order! but anywaysssss.
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A Light Bulb
around the days you transitioned were the days I questioned. around the days you transitioned I tried to find the meaning of existence. around the days you transitioned I tried to find the trail you could've left behind for me to tell me you're alright.
By Ruhani Khadijah6 days ago in Poets
everything will always be okay in the end
You remember how good it feels to sleep, now your answer should be yes and no, you re-member re-join and re-emerge with this gift of sleep seeping us closest to death, the peace, the lightness, the nothing and everything within those moments is true bliss, we have no clue how many pauses we've gone through that sat us right next to death, the idea of death is scarily beautiful in the number of times we've held hands, gazed in each other's eyes and become one again and again over and over, we don't really remember but we re-member, a member of this whole, outside the concept walls of 'time' how long were we gone for?
By Ruhani Khadijah6 days ago in Poets
Roundhouse Romance (Part 1)
Roundhouse romance. There are four homes within roundhouse romance. 1) Water I look at you and I see me, you look at me and you see you. A true reflection of what I've known to be true, what I've known to be real, what I've known to be my peace. I've always known, I've just finally taken hold of its hand and it's now staring right at me, smiling right at me and confirming all that I've known. The reflection lies in the stillness of the water, this home belongs to the truth of your biggest pain and your biggest peace, it will show you your biggest fears and your biggest strengths. This home within the roundhouse romance says "to be naked around someone, that's easy, most people do it without blinking, but it's hard to be open and even harder to be transparent." Alas, water has its chaos as well as its stillness. Ripples. Sometimes your vision is blurred, sometimes the ripples look like questions, the ones that make you feel uneasy, uncomfortable and out of balance. The ripples make you dizzy and so sometimes you can't think straight and you aggressively shake your head more and more in hope to silence your mind from the confusion, but it just gets worse. This home in these moments is telling you to let go and release into the waves instead of fighting them; you'll never see the bottom again if you also fight, just let it drift 'til it's still again. Don't try too hard to think what caused the ripples, who is at the fault of unsettling the water and which person will take the responsibility of calming the water back down because sometimes the water will ripple to test you, not anyone else around but you. You can get mad and walk away from perfectly good, drinkable water and thirst 'til you find new waters, but remember the new waters are likely to have flown and grown from the old waters; it's just a bit further downstream, you cannot run on the water and so, therefore, you cannot run from the water. Stay calm and remember what the stillness of the water had taught you, as there is a lesson in every ripple and stillness.
By Ruhani Khadijah6 days ago in Humans
have you ever so strongly felt that your own purpose here had nothing to do with receiving love from others, and only giving…
A penny just dropped and has been echoing through my space recently i’ve been wondering around in this particularly sinking and liberating maze
By Ruhani Khadijah6 days ago in Poets
