just a weird thought




Just some weird thoughts. :)


I thought she was dead. I thought, rather wished, that she was gone forever. Hadn’t I smothered her long enough? It had been so long since I had heard her trembling voice or seen her fearful eyes that I was certain she was gone for good this time and I was me again.

But I was proven wrong when she manifested herself in all her former pitiable form,  through my body. She had been crawling beneath my skin all this time, peeking through my eyes, whispering one pitch below my voice. She was always there, just sedated enough on the temporary belief that life was good again and yet partially awake for the fear that it won’t last. Why the fear? I thought I had buried it deep enough that none could discover it. I was sure this was my final act of making her disappear forever. What was it that was still fueling her? Why had she survived? Would she ever leave me be?

-Iflah Laraib

“Just a weird thought”

What good is a knight without his armor and sword?

What good is a saint without the wisdom of the universe?

And what good is a soul without the spirit of love?

-Iflah Laraib


When stars are all alight,
And the wind is soft and cold,
I sit underneath the open sky,
waiting for a mystery to unfold.
I drift into waking dreams
of love, loss and life.
I drift into bleak dreams
of what would come with morning light.

Each day I try to recall
things said and done
But I forget a detail or two
and I know that time has come
for me to leave it all behind
and keep moving on,
but every evening brings back
the memories taken away by dawn.
So I dream; dream with waking eyes
until shrouded by sleep.
I wonder of the truths and lies
until I can no more weep.

I feel no pain, nor any grief.
I feel a numbness – skin deep
I have no longing, nor any wish
But a thought in my mind’s abyss,
That one night these naive stars
Won’t shine on my grotesque scars
To remind me of the skins I’ve shed
Or of the times my heart has bled.

This thought of a dream,
this dream of a thought
is all that I have
and still have it not.
With every morning, each day
a figment of it is taken away.
So bit by bit, when it is all gone,
gone will be a piece of my soul
Leaving a blank canvas of a heart
For another story to be told.

-Iflah Laraib

Just a weird thought #2

Never been so tough
To look so easy.

-Iflah Laraib


You are in the silences
between my words.

-Iflah Laraib


On nights still and cold, wild memories unfold.
-Iflah Laraib


Truths and lies quarrel
to escape the burning heart.

-Iflah Laraib


Laburnum blossoms
Others fall.

-Iflah Laraib

Just a weird thought #1

Carrying the weight of the world

on your delicate shoulders.

Eyes heavy with sighs

of the sorrows of the universe.

Heart sinking into ribs,

drowning in the sea of injustice.

Voices of the dead in your head

telling you to do this and that

while the hands of humanity’s past

wrap tightly around your neck.

-Iflah Laraib

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