Careless

Passing by strangers, with careless “how are you’s”,

Nobody is honest, on the inside we are all bruised,

Put on a smile, get it together, and keep it all out of sight,  

Pretty soon I start to believe it, “I’m doing alright”.

Anxious about the future, and haunted by the past,

Always in a rush, got to get it all done so fast,

No time to slow down, no time to sleep at night,

And yet again I find myself saying the words, “I’m doing alright”. 

Push it down, fake a smile, don't ever let anyone see,

Anything other than a woman that is happy and carefree, 

Strangers with sad eyes, losing battles, staying polite,

No time to stop, no time to care. Respond. “I’m doing alright.”

~Moshera (03/2017) 

A Woman with a Voice

Here is the voice, the one you’ve so long suppressed,

A message from the woman, that’s stronger, that can express,

My gender is not a mockery, it does not make my words lesser,

Something you will never understand as my oppressor.

Here is the voice, the one you’ve turned away from,

You attempted to keep me trapped in a world where I felt numb,

I am not an object to be controlled, I am a person to be respected,

Something you find absurd, something that you’ve neglected.

Here is the voice, the one that will in fact be heard,

Despite your greatest efforts, I am no longer taunted by your words,

So here I stand without you, as a woman with a voice,

Something you cannot take away, something that’s not your choice.

~Moshera (11/2016)

Beautiful Nightmares

Cold weather, bare skin touching to stay warm,

Your life coming into mine was creating a storm,
Long walks, sunsets, smoke and your beautiful eyes,

Now all we’re left with are memories and goodbyes,
My heart all in while yours not wanting to give,

Wanting to go back to your arms and just relive,
Every moment, every touch, every kiss, every tear,

But when you came back to me I was overcome with fear,
Love strong and powerful, not a soul can describe,

The emotions, beyond love and all the good vibes,
You tried and tried again to break my walls once more,

There I was unable to forget, unable to forget before,
Our chance is passed, knowing both of us would concur,

There once was a time but now I lay in bed at night feeling unsure,
Knowing our hearts are connected, knowing you think of me too,

And how our love was real, beautiful, and so true,
Waking up from my beautiful nightmares, of just you and I,

You’re always a daydream away, giving me a temporary high,
Reality is pain and pain is never having you again my love,

Even if we had the one thing others only speak of,
I will love you forever; you always have my heart,

Even though we will forever remain apart. 

~Moshera (2012) 

Connected Hearts

Tell me baby why we fight this war,
Fighting against time, our hearts so sore, 
We hold onto a hope, always saying “someday”, 
But my time is running out, my life fading away, 
Neither of us have the courage for this great love, 
Holding onto memories that we only speak of, 
All the years passing us by, yet our hearts remain, 
Tied to each other, connected like a chain, 
Always brought back together by a greater force, 
But we are always fools, on the wrong course, 
Love is so hard, Love is oh so cruel, 
Dangling you in front of me, and adding fuel, 
To our love that burns stronger than ever, 
Even if our chance never comes, I’ll love you always, and forever. 

~Moshera (2012)

Loving Me

“I’m worth it”, I whisper to myself in the mirror, 

Hoping the day I start loving myself comes nearer, 

Always relying on a man to tell me my worth, 

Be passive, be perfect, we are taught on this earth, 

Because being independent and loving my own, 

Is not something I was taught or have ever known, 

So I begin a journey of finding happiness and growing, 

So that I can be strong, so that I can keep going. 

~Moshera (1/15)

Beginnings

Deep brown eyes filled with comfort and bliss,

A touch across my face and then a deep loving kiss,

Stargazing in hope of a new love in the making,

Talking for hours, my walls completely breaking,

Music humming everything feels like a dream,

When it ends you grab my hand, my heart beams,

Knowing this is the beginning of something great,

Hoping this doesn't end in flames, hoping its fate,

Please don’t hurt me, don’t be like the ones before,

It’s a perfect match because your heart is just as sore,

Because baby even if it hurts and things get hard,

Please don’t worry, I won’t leave you broken, won’t leave you scarred,

Life will bring obstacles it will bring us so much pain,

I’ll love you hard, love you always, even through the rain. 

~Moshera (11/2014)

Who Am I?

Time never ending, whipping by so fast,

One day the world seems fair, but nothing good seems to last,

The stresses of life take over, the pressure immense,

Leaving me with questions and nothing makes sense,

My body going through the motions, not really knowing,

My head screaming: “Who am I and where am I going?”

Lacking a purpose and a sense to achieve,

Stuck in the same place, need to find myself, need to leave,

Torn between unknown freedom and living in this mold,

Already constructed, forcing me to do what’s been told,

Even breaking free, beginning my own journey, and growing,         

 I’d still ask, “Who am I and where am I going?”

~Moshera

 (2014)