Myths & Fancies

Slept in yonder

The clock is central to marks

In time and being

Rarities on radio

Clasp upper lip

Clip the issue

Myths and fancies

Not in me 

Icons and blights

Fighting good fights.

Sweet as that tunnel

nexus for light.

The gesture in tow

Games throw

Points glide

Myths and fancies

Not in me 

Icons and blights

Me and the fight.

Goodnight. 

- By Laila Ali Haid

Legacies

Watching that neo-emergence of humankind,

The timing to England's rail tracks,

Books stead on oaths,

Mothers, I wrote the notice

To say starved are we, Muhammad's youths,

Entreat to heckling mercy,

A return to the mighty and mythical.

Christ, I love you,

Utilize hammers to anoint the point

Muhammad sewing

mercies in legacies.

Until that angel frames our happenstances.

Without the marshes!

Baptise

The world John,

Until nature ascends.

- By Laila Ali Haid

Apocalypse

Shoulder on readiness that ample pity blights

With soreness while that cleaving mother glimmers

Heart shining in her greying gowns and energy low

The thumb connects atmospheric ribbons

I sense that stairwell to the sky 

Time clashes with empires

and legacy

that sky stairwell upends

fixing with marsh 

I climb tugging apocalypse

at that speed of crashing tears. 

-By Laila Ali Haid