Weekly Mix: 3 Picks of Poetry

In the Weekly Mix we feature 3 top-hit poems published by The Poetryhood.

By Hanoof Sayeed

Nabra wore glasses
I want to know what her power was
I wear glasses too 
Quite high in number
And I keep adjusting them
When rushing through dark parking lots
For if I was ever cornered 
My only weapon 
Would be my vision

To fight back 
I need to see the monster
To make a run 
I need to look for an opening
For my screams may go unheard
Or my voice might lump in my throat
As my world stops to spin

I often take my glasses off
When details only prick the eye
I welcome the blur
Where I dont see objects or faces
Only colors
A rainbow in disguise

I wonder 
If her glasses were knocked off
As she fought for her life
And the last thing that she saw
May not have been the monster
But red
The color of her own blood that night

But to me dear nabra
Your smile still shines bright
You are at peace now
You are pure
You are white

Photo credit: Tristan Fitzgerald

Imperfect Peace
By Tristan Fitzgerald

I offered you a clumsy peace, 
imperfect calligraphy,
scrawled in gold
on a palm scarred 
by too many
thoughtless accidents.

Is it any wonder
you reject this hand
and keep fists 
tightly clenched instead?

Photo credit: Hakim El Haj

I Have a Broken Heart

By Sofia Sacre

I’ve broken my heart 

It’s been broken before
Many times before 
But I’ve broken it once

I could almost hear it shatter 
Like glass against cement 
The sound of painful decisions

It will never truly mend 
This is a different kind of break
Self inflicted, more permanent

I broke another in the process 
Which I cannot repair 
It cut deeper than anything before

I broke my heart 
And gave a piece away

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