Procrastination Poem - By Matab Brahimi


She throws a soft blanket on me
when there's work to be done
warms me up and lays me down
in a web of excuses she spun

When my alarm goes off
She quickly hits the "snooze"
tucks me in then whispers,
sleep is all you'll lose

Whenever I am overwhelmed
She is always there
to make me forget my to-do's
and live NOW without a care

I thought she was there to save me
and help me through the rough
but time and time again
She proved herself a bluff

"Tomorrow" is her favorite word
But when tomorrow's here
Procrastination, my disease,
is quick to disappear


Snail Vs. Email


snail vs. email
tortoise vs. hare
is just another snare

email me, text me,
give me a call
in my memory
it won't install

I want a letter
the old fashioned kind
inscribed on paper,
inscribed in mind

I want a letter
that I can clutch
cuz you can't smell texts
and feel an email much

So write it up
sign it and fold it
and THEN :

lick it, stamp it
give it to the snail
and I promise you
your letter WILL prevail



Snow White's Apple - By Matab Brahimi

A trap, it's set
and this I know
But still its there,
A dressed up foe

I do not stare,
IT stares at me
and shines in light
for all to see

Beware of red
Nature's sign
To back away
While there's still time

But sense of time
has disappeared
and still it's there
just like I feared



OCEAN- By Matab Brahimi

in every curl that sweeps the shore
lies a memory to restore
with every intense crash of a wave
lies a time to relish and crave
in each sparkle of reflecting light
is a faded dream aching to reignite
in each frothy bubble clinging to sand
pops a tear, not wanted not planned
rolling water, of shy waves glide
hinting at secrets, only nature can hide



Writer's Block - By Matab Brahimi

Writer's Block

Blank paper, how you nerve me so
Ink that only yearns to show
A scribble, a dot, a concrete thought
It's what my nimble fingers sought.
A word, a sentence, a one-of-a-kind
A line, a runway for my mind
An empty space, a chance to express
Memories, confessions,
and thoughts of distress
O edgy letters, and soft-spoken words
Fill up this blank paper
and ease my nerves.