With No Horizons

by Nema   Aug 28, 2012

(For Syria)

I find a way
between my thoughts
and your soul.
A single line, thin and starving,
Like that of a horizon, in a pitch black night

I walk with my extremely long shadow
(Yes, long is the word),
Though I'm short on thoughts;
I'm barely reflecting,
I'm probably just deflecting

From every thought, but you,
Calling in for some hero to
Save you, to embrace your anger
Because it's only fair -
It's fair for you to be angry enough
To scream, to break the horizon
between us, and make us
-You, I, the world-

No, this is not a love poem
Wake up
From your emotional imprisonment
your sentimentality,

Wake up
Because cowardice is an ocean,
it comes fatal like a single wave
And sometimes so cold,
So tepid you can hardly
feel it on your feet -
Yet it lingers

Breathe in
Breathe in, for the sands of time will
immerse you in dangerous feelings
Like getting used to statistics
Not souls, taken away in half a blink


I'm going to break this line even
I'm going to make your soul my thoughts
-My soul, your thoughts-
So we don't recognize
Sea from sky

And your shadow will no longer be
Be heavy on me.
I'm going to make me you
You, me,
And right then,
We will, they will
-the world will-
be free.


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  • 6 years ago

    by Adelle

    Your poem is beautiful, wonderfully written, it flows beautifully and it pulls you in till your there sitting as one with the poet.

  • 6 years ago

    by Xanthe

    Lovely tribute, Nema. I've been finding it so hard to comment on poems right now and this would just be useless.. but just wanted you to know I love this piece; the clever play on words, creating double meanings, repetition, subtle imagery - all so perfect and breathtaking.
    To me, the tone in the beginning was quite calm. but when I reached the "no this in not a love poem".. it showed your voice. It was really powerful - as though I'm hearing it, rather than reading this..
    Of course the message itsepf is powerful. Its just that the tone, I found very impacting aswell.
    If yhere were no 'horizons', lines dividing us, and we all just become one - or act as one, we'd all be free. Lovely. Keep writing,

  • 6 years ago

    by One Man Clan

    You know, It's poetry like this that gets through to the most Black of hearts.
    you didn't fail to inspire me fully
    I hope Syria will forever be free from tyrants and harm

    god bless you

  • 6 years ago

    by nourayasmine

    <3 This touched me way so hard. Will come back with a detailed comment. But wanted to say ..a well-deserved win.

  • 6 years ago

    by Chelsey

    Nema, this was just brilliant. I can't tell you how many times I've read this because I've stopped counting. I don't know why youve ever stopped writing, but I sure am glad your back and can grace us all with your amazing talent.

    Your first stanza is absolutely incredible. I envy your creativity there with the use of "between", then you describe that as thin, and compare it to a horizon..Oh if only you can see what I envision in my head.

    Wake up
    Because cowardice is an ocean,
    it comes fatal like a single wave
    And sometimes so cold,
    So tepid you can hardly
    feel it on your feet -
    Yet it lingers

    ^ gave me goosebumps. I agree with Hellon, best stanza of the whole poem.

    So happy you have won and are featured on the front page, I will be sure to send people your way to read this because it really deserves more credit!

    • 6 years ago

      by Nema

      Thank you heaps Chels :) You really are that sweet! To be completely fair, I wouldn't have appeared anywhere if it wasn't for the great Hellon.
      I'm working on getting some poetry words back :) Thanks for your support and for remembrance!!