Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif

It looked shallow But he still wallowed Not knowing   Sinking isn’t drinking Neither is filled, any satisfying   The bank of the river always looks Sandy But each particle of sand is Shaped differently   When the sea waves move the water to Cover your feet The feeling is different Depending on your state of mind   First, it was your eyes And the beauty that lies In them But now, it's more than that   The whispers of the night The morning adornments The sparks in your voice when you speak of me And what is mine   The blossoming of what could be The strides of your heart The crosses of mine And the intersecting threads   Now, I realize my folly Of folding upfront Now, I unfold Spreading to the ends of the world What could amaze it

We lay on the floor Well, half bed, half-floor Our backs against each other Not talking Just lying there   I rubbed my back against hers I took her hand Robbed her smallest finger Then her ring finger Then her palm   From a distant place, I felt something A surge of emotions Emotions that have eluded me for so long   Tears stood in my eyes I wanted to speak But my voice was chocked So I just lay there Hoping she’d speak But she kept mute   A shut mouth threatening To rip apart a heart that was full So I just kept rubbing her fingers   Finally, "are you hungry?" She asked I smiled And found the strength to get up   Love comes in varying forms and shapes What's yours?

Shattered into pieces She shelved herself Hoping to come back stronger Alone, and bigger   She hadn’t realized it yet But she was stronger, alone A lone wolf Who either leads the pack Or walks alone   She had mingled Lost her mojo Attached to the other And let down   Good thing No? Doesn’t it get worse Before it gets better? Now she knows Not to shed her husk Without a backup skin   Like the lone star, she shines Brighter and better But she was still worried About all the stars That had deserted her She was broken, Inside out   But now, she is formidable In ways that amaze The crowd surges forward But she is far ahead Because like the lone star, She shines brighter all on her own.

Waist in the balance The last straw Consequences be damned But no Not this time Mirrors show our inner self But you have to be willing to see it Else, all you see is your ugly face   In the distance, The sky and the earth began to make out In silence, they took turns Swinging to different sides of the room   Their groans, loudly silent Present, only to the eyes Absent to the ears Let those in the act perceive The universe is moving in your direction   In a split second, they made a baby The sky changed colour, the baby The sea responded accordingly   From under me, She moaned and asked, amidst it "Do we want a baby?"           TO BE CONTINUED...                                    Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif                               ...

That vim, it vanishes A body that builds, well, it breaks Strength wanes Then the body becomes frail   Humans expire Not just after death But also before it And it’s dire Every day that passes Your worth to this world diminishes Finally, your name will be showered away Except for those you did good to The ones you touched, gently   When next you think of a legacy Think of the person next to you.                        Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif                       ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com

In the heat of the moment He wondered how fast losing your mind could be He reminded himself of all the reasons To stay away from it But before he realized It was done   People talk of self control As though it’s a magic pill Swallow it and all your impulses are within your control But here he is, time and again, losing to his most deafening fears   Lots of people need help With so many stuff Including self control   Self control is not a piece of cake You cant just slice it And have your piece   Lets offer the help we can           Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif             ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com

When I climbed down from the tree You were there Waiting To offer the sweetest of pep talks I didn’t understand   So I looked back But when I turned to your position You had vanished I froze A voice from behind probed “Do you really like her?” I said, yes, I do The voice said “You barely know her” I asked, “does it matter” Then the voice disappeared   You are a girl of many things Built into a formidable force Picking the pieces into peace   Just the way you are.            Yussif Ahmed Ibn Yussif             ahmed.yussiph@gmail.com