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Only the great warriors fall down from their horses; one would not fall who rides a donkey cart. — Waheed Ibne Musa
i have never understood.
will
probably never understand.
the white mans lust
to eat the world.
to eat the universe. (mars is next)
why he was born with such a rabid
starvation.
why he feigns for power
like
crack rock. doing everything. and anything.
to have it.
no matter how deranged.
why he is in so much pain
he needs to rip the roots of happiness
from the earth
and
burn them into
his smile.
what happened in his relationship with our mother.
that he needs to set a person on fire.
watch them burn.
to
feel powerful.
not every white man
is
born this way,
but,
it stands to remain
there are many
who
are. — Nayyirah Waheed
If you deserve
honey
mine will flow from my arms to
yours
no effort, no asking.
but, if there is none
and
you feel wind instead.
know
that my spirit already
senses that
when you smell sweetness
you
begin harvesting blades in your
hands.
- kindness is a form of intelligence — Nayyirah Waheed
If you have pain in your ass, it doesn't mean you have done something wrong, but it's probably because you're wearing your little brother's underwear. — Waheed Ibne Musa
It takes a lot of hard work, devotion, good food, balanced diet, enough money, etcetera. Do you have any of them? — Waheed Ibne Musa
Do not choose the lesser life. do you hear me. do you hear me. choose the life that is. yours. the life that is seducing your lungs. that is dripping down your chin. — Nayyirah Waheed
When you meet that person. a person. one of your soulmates. let the connection. relationship be what it is. it may be five mins. five hours. five days. five months. five years. a lifetime. let it manifest itself, the way it is meant to. it has an organic destiny. this way if it stays or if it leaves, you will be softer from having been loved this authentically. souls come into, return, open, and sweep through your life for a myriad of reasons, let them be who and what they are meant. — Nayyirah Waheed
Just because someone desires you, it does not mean that they value you.
Read it over.
Again.
Let those words resonate in your mind. — Nayyirah Waheed
Even the small poems mean something. they are often whales in the bodies of tiny fish. — Nayyirah Waheed
my mother gave me islam.
my father gave me the god of absence.
and here i am.
a religion made of myself. — Nayyirah Waheed
I am your friend. a soul for your soul. a place for your life. home. know this. sun or water. here or away. we are a lighthouse. we leave. and we stay. — Nayyirah Waheed
Success by one's efforts is the achievement gained through ability, not through deception. — Waheed Ibne Musa
There were people dying everywhere getting massacred in every town and village, there were people being picked up and thrown into dark jails in unknown parts, there were dungeons in the city where hundreds of young men were kept in heavy chains and from where many never emerged alive, there were thousands who had disappeared leaving behind women with photographs and perennial waiting ,there were multitudes of dead bodies on the roads, in hospital beds, in fresh martyrs' graveyards and scattered casually on the snow of mindless borders. — Mirza Waheed
I do not expect my child's respect.
just because i have given birth to their life.
does not mean they owe me.
anything.
what i want most
is to look into my child's eyes
and
see
that i have given birth
to
a
heart.
have
honored.
held and feed.
someones
heart.
from the moment we first met.
and
they love me for it. — Nayyirah Waheed
there is no healthier drug than creativity. — Nayyirah Waheed
we are never our own.
we must change this fact.
- acceptance — Nayyirah Waheed
You are a story. do not become a word. one word. because you want to be loved. love does not ask you to be nothing for something. — Nayyirah Waheed
A heart filled with emotions doesn't require rituals and venues for expressing true love. — Waheed Ibne Musa
you ask your heart why it is always hurting. it says 'this is the only thing you will allow me to say to you. the only feeling you are willing to feel. — Nayyirah Waheed
apologize to your body.
maybe,
that's where the healing
begins. — Nayyirah Waheed
Amidst the crowd, tumbling like a stone, although lying on the roads, I'm but a life. — Waheed Ibne Musa
I loved you
because
it was easier
than
loving myself. — Nayyirah Waheed
Sometimes the night wakes in the middle of me. and i can do nothing but become the moon. — Nayyirah Waheed
i cannot see you anymore. your smile. your legs. your heat. is lonely. the honey, grandmother said, is for your blood. it is to bring you back. — Nayyirah Waheed
I am a soft revolution. the one whose hair is bleeding. — Nayyirah Waheed
You
not wanting me
was
the beginning of me
wanting myself
thank you — Nayyirah Waheed
the cure for apathy is memory. — Nayyirah Waheed
When you talk about escape, know that it doesn't take place from the front. Hidden paths are always on the back. — Waheed Ibne Musa
Someone can be madly in love with you and still not be ready. They can love you in a way you have never been loved and still not join you on the bridge. And whatever their reasons you must leave. Because you never ever have to inspire anyone to meet you on the bridge. You never ever have to convince someone to do the work to be ready. There is more extraordinary love, more love that you have never seen, out here in this wide and wild universe. And there is the love that will be ready. — Nayyirah Waheed
No'
might make them angry
but
it will make
you
free. — Nayyirah Waheed
Does he not remember he is half woman. — Nayyirah Waheed
I will be lost and unlost, over
and over again, relax love. You
were meant to be this glorious.
Epic. Story. — Nayyirah Waheed
decolonization requires acknowledging. that your needs and desires should never come at the expense of another's life energy. it is being honest that you have been spoiled by a machine that is not feeding you freedom but feeding you the milk of pain. — Nayyirah Waheed
you and the poems have a lot to talk about. — Nayyirah Waheed
Are ya waiting for an invitation? Getchya self in. I ain't gonna scare ya. — Waheed Ibne Musa
all the women. in me. are tired. — Nayyirah Waheed
she asked 'you are in love what does love look like' to which i replied 'like everything i've ever lost come back to me. — Nayyirah Waheed
Desire is the kind of thing that
eats you
and
leaves you starving. — Nayyirah Waheed
i am a silk field of vulnerability. — Nayyirah Waheed
When it comes to family, everything gets personal. — Waheed Ibne Musa
i have lost millions and millions
of words to fear.
tell me that is not violence.
- the deaths — Nayyirah Waheed
Listen to my poems
but do not look for me
look for you. — Nayyirah Waheed
There's gonna be a lot of heat inside. — Waheed Ibne Musa
If an angry bull is running toward you, and your pants become wet despite holding the red cloth, make sure the other side of the cloth is white. — Waheed Ibne Musa
My english is broken.
on purpose.
you
have to try harder to understand
me.
breaking this language
you so love
is my pleasure.
in your arrogance
you presume that i want your
skinny language.
that my mouth is building
a room for
it
in the back of my throat.
it is not.
i have seven different words for love. you have only one. that makes a lot of sense — Nayyirah Waheed
I don't pay attention to the
world Ending.
It has ended for me
many Times
and began again in the morning. — Nayyirah Waheed
Sure! Tomorrow night, they'll have a show down to witness. — Waheed Ibne Musa
Would
you still want to travel to
that
country
if
you could not take a camera with you.
-a question of appropriation — Nayyirah Waheed
You travel to lush looted countries. parts of earth laying on their sides. barely breathing. hot with rust, infection, and tourist anemia. you and your camera arrive. start tearing at bodies with your lust. it's harmless. appreciating culture. sharing. honoring clothing. the way certain skin exists. — Nayyirah Waheed
Can we speak in flowers.
it will be easier for me to understand. — Nayyirah Waheed
i am a brutally soft woman. — Nayyirah Waheed
Sometimes i want to say it. and there is nothing in english. that will say it. — Nayyirah Waheed
If someone does not want me it is not the end of the world. But if I do not want me, the world is nothing but endings. — Nayyirah Waheed
As a writer, if someone falls in love with my work, I know they have fallen in love with my mind. Having no idea what my face looks like, they chose my mind. Art may be the only place a woman can be whole without being seen. — Nayyirah Waheed
Never
trust anyone
who says
they do not see color.
this means
to them,
you are invisible. — Nayyirah Waheed
Remember,
you were a writer
before
you ever
put
pen to paper.
just because you were not writing
externally.
does not mean you were not writing
internally. — Nayyirah Waheed
Now is the time to reap rewards. Now is the time to claim supremacy over others. It is the time to gain and to lose, to display one's ability, to exhibit acts of one's valour. Are you ready? — Waheed Ibne Musa
There is a god in writing.
a soft. roaring. unconditional.
home of a god.
who prays to me. — Nayyirah Waheed
your skin smells like light. i think you are the moon. — Nayyirah Waheed
I want to keep our body above water. you want to make us a fish. - fish — Nayyirah Waheed
We
softened. and broke. and kneeled over in pain. and sang. and threw ourselves against the walls. against each other. and hid. and caved. and opened. and tossed ourselves into work. and danced. and shrank. and closed. and ate. and bled. and held on. and ignored. and accepted. and lied. and laughed. and created. and undid. and drank. and drugged. and loved something. someone. somewhere. ourselves. fiercer. and hated. something. someone. somewhere. fiercer. and swam. and rejected. and yearned. and distanced. and clawed. and touched. and some of us will disown you. because you hurt too much. some of us will have to say your name for a year. before we are able to sleep. — Nayyirah Waheed
The truth is
you were born for you.
you were wanted by you.
you came for you.
you are here for you.
your existence is yours.
yes. — Nayyirah Waheed
These precious things should be proud of their luck, if a woman like you owns them. — Waheed Ibne Musa
They take no from our first breath. go back and return it to your mouth. your heart. your light. — Nayyirah Waheed
i am mine.
before i am ever anyone else's. — Nayyirah Waheed
And i heard her say, 'you
are afraid of love. but
love is not afraid of you. — Nayyirah Waheed
sometimes i smell my parents on my words. and i weep. — Nayyirah Waheed
Poetry alters my dna. every poem is a different life. every poem brings me closer to myself. and breaks open a new future inside of me. — Nayyirah Waheed
The dusk here does not arrive on the shoulders of golden sunsets any more, but on the heels of long, encroaching shadows of untraceable trees in the distance, gloomy parallel patterns that cascade over the undulating landscape of unevenly dispersed corpses and other things. — Mirza Waheed
If
the ocean
can calm itself,
so can you.
we
are both
salt water
mixed with
air. — Nayyirah Waheed
When I am afraid to speak is when I speak.
That is when it is most important. — Nayyirah Waheed
as a woman i know the difference between appreciation and teeth. what really hurts is that as a girl i had to know the same thing. — Nayyirah Waheed
poetry.
is the fire leaving my body. — Nayyirah Waheed
Tell him, Cosa Nostra says, HELLAO! — Waheed Ibne Musa
leaving. doesn't mean that you've left. — Nayyirah Waheed
We are houses eaten by rivers because we do not know their smell. — Nayyirah Waheed
trust your work. — Nayyirah Waheed
when,' is not something you ask someone when the bodies of their aunt. uncle. friends. first love. cannot be found. — Nayyirah Waheed
Some words build houses in your throat. and they live there, content and on fire. — Nayyirah Waheed
Your soul stained my shoulders. my whole life smells like you. this will take time. undoing you from my blood. — Nayyirah Waheed
I love myself.'
the
quietest.
simplest.
most
powerful.
revolution.
ever. — Nayyirah Waheed
will never know my skin. wild with everything and nothing but them. i sang into their blood. each and every one of them have my voices in their bones. — Nayyirah Waheed
What we hide and do not say turns into another mouth that only we know. — Nayyirah Waheed
a poem can eat a person whole. for years. — Nayyirah Waheed
I lost a whole continent.
a whole continent from my memory.
unlike all other hyphenated americans
my hyphen is made of blood.
when africa says hello
my mouth is a heartbreak
because i have nothing in my tongue
to answer her.
i don't know how to say hello to my mother. — Nayyirah Waheed
go.
enjoy.
leave.
it was all about you, anyway. — Nayyirah Waheed
There have been so many times
i have seen a man wanting to weep
but
instead
beat his heart until it was unconscious. — Nayyirah Waheed
You are a flood in my hands. — Nayyirah Waheed
can you be a daughter.
if you have no
mother language."
- african american iii — Nayyirah Waheed