Tag Archives: #songs

A note on notes

Tbh I’d like to note that I have gravely underestimated the value of notes. You’d think someone who calls their blog songs for now would know to focus on notes because music. But no. Because I’m such an intuitive writer (as if that wasn’t obvious haha), I kind of try not to structure my writing too much, so I’ve tended to think I don’t need to jot down ideas, remember or record fragments.

Lately, I have become a rather insatiable note-taker & find that of all the technical things about creating, notes are the most intuitive. It’s not limiting, like some writing structure stuff, because it’s your own ideas, waiting for you, kinda organized, but also open ended; so it’s more of a start than anything else, even if it’s like one word.

& beginning can be the most difficult thing. Notes are magical, because you’ve already started without the pressure, maybe on something like a colourful notepad, whether on paper or digitally.

Notes, dear blogosphere, I know you know. Best thing.

© Niliema Karkhanis

Reading & writing

~○~

The stories

I wrote for you

& you for me

Reading you

Reading me

Reading me

Reading you

I believed

In the stories

The stories

Believed in me

I think at some point

You believed too

~○~

If we had anything

We had worlds

& we had words

~○~

If you could read me

The way you wrote me

The way you wrote for me

Maybe things would

Be different today

They say

Try not to

Think that way

It’s not wrong to say

Still try not to

Think it anyway

~○~

Sometimes

Sound

Advice

Is lost on

The broken-hearted

~○~

I wish I was in a place in my life where I was organizing a retrospective of my art instead of a retrospective of my feels…

~○~

Me bleeding fear

Your anger clear

Who are you

After all these years

How could you

Take it all away

& blame me

At the close of day

~○~

Those pieces from us

Where are those choices of us

~○~

Empty notebooks

Deleted pages

Love deactivated

~○~

© Niliema Karkhanis

Photo by freestocks from Unsplash

Telephone

Photo by Mike Meyers from Unsplash

You didn’t call

To say

You didn’t

Mean it

Anyway

Some wishes

Weren’t meant

For day

We hope them

Anyway

I called to you

You turned away

With my soft heart

Why did you play?

I fade

Telephone Ringing

I say…

© Niliema Karkhanis For the sammiscribbles weekend prompt ‘call’ […]

Telephone

Elemental

Photo by Franco Antonio Giovanella from Unsplash

~○~

Of æther

Where nothing

Becomes something

Spinning in

Weightlessness

~○~

Of the air

Like cloth

It wraps us

In breath

Inside & out

~○~

Of water

We emerge

Drinking it in

Flowing

Raining

Forever being

~○~

Of earth

Geology of life

~○~

Of fire

In our core

Something […]

Elemental

© Niliema Karkhanis

💜 happy monday from here dear blogosphere

I honestly started Songs for Now in a moment of deep grief & as a way to both protect & nurture my art. In a month’s time it’s become so much more than that. I appreciate what even one month has brought. Thank you from here dear blogosphere. Looking forward to many more moons of poetry life.

💜 nrk

© Niliema Karkhanis

Namesake

Photo by Disha Sheta from Pexels

Dear

Clear

Bluest skies

My namesake

You are all

That I want

To be

Vast

Possible

An open window

To the stars

An ancient orb’s

Aura

A portal

For sound

For darkness

& light

A never-ending

Universe

A dream machine

© Niliema Karkhanis

For the Ragtag daily prompt: clear skies

Nevertheless

You did blanket me

In a love like no other

Nevertheless

Chilled spine

Unchecked elation

Wrapping cloth

Around

My ghost body

In summer’s full

Melancholic

Heatwave

Sunsets & storms

Couldn’t save us

From the pain of death

© Niliema Karkhanis

For the Ragtag daily prompt: blanket

Photo by MUILLU from Unsplash

Elliptical: they stood at edge of the world (reprise)

Photo of Neptune by NASA from Unsplash

Finding herself

At the edge

Of the world

Again

She reminds herself

About spheres

The eliptical axes

At the centre

Of everything

Her arms

Stretched to

The scale of

The universe

Spinning


They stood at the edge of the world

© Niliema Karkhanis

For the dverse poetics prompt ‘edge’, Choice 1; you can find it here