Simi Joel

Category: Poetry

  • Beyond The Sheets: Be Inspired to Do

    Beyond The Sheets: Be Inspired to Do

    The pen scratched the sheet of paper and words flowed with such fluidity that even the writer marveled.

    The list grew longer. “I will…I will and I will” then at the last dot, he dropped his pen, leaned back in his chair and smiled. “There, all done. This is beautiful.”

    Then the unexpected happened.

    Each sentence of “I will” took form and the figments of his imagination leaped off the sheet. His eyes grew wide and he cried out in agony. “Nooooo. Come back here! You were made for the sheet and not the world.”

    He shot out of the chair and ran after the forms grabbing at them frantically. He groaned as they ducked and swerved and eluded his grasp. One jumped out the window, another through the open door. Each searched and squeezed through any opening found. Soon they had all escaped and his sheet was left bare.

    He sunk to the floor in despair and cried out at his loss.

    Then he heard a call that sounded much like his voice. He stood and wiped his tears. Still holding his empty sheet, he stepped out of his room.

    “Ohh…” The sight he met left him breathless. His hands flew to his mouth and his sheet slipped down to the moist ground. He stood transfixed by the indescribable beauty of the world he beheld, at the splatter of color that followed the tiny forms that bounced all over.

    “What…how..who?

    He felt a slight tug at the helm of his trouser, so he looked down. A tiny figure smiled up at him,

    “We were made for the world and not the sheet.”

  • Letting Go

    Heavy heart, aching eyes, trembling lips and a battered soul are all that are mine.
    But to the hellos and waves, I offer lit eyes and bright smiles.
    Day by day, my hope fades;
    Bit by bit, my strength wanes.
    They say it’s just a phase,
    but it’s more like a race;
    a never ending craze.
    Turn after turn, I search for a way,
    out of this maze.
    But all i find, is futility as a prize.

    Desperately I cry out,
    overwhelmed I give it all up.
    I fall to my knees and am still.
    It’s then that His whisper embraces me.
    In it, His truth rings out,
    louder than all my worries.
    I draw near and bask in His promises.
    The shackles of anxiety loosen and my fears take flight.
    It’s in this moment that I find peace.
    In this fellowship, the haze clears.
    I am at ease cuz my cares are His,
    and my soul finds rest in the promise of His love.

  • Sleeping Hopes

    ABCs and 123s, phrases are made and seconds counted.
    Camera clicks and selfie sticks;
    Moments are captured and time is seized;
    but my beating heart, fluttering tummy and fuzzy heart still remain.
    I can hardly deny how you make me feel;
    but to confess my obsession is to give in to delusion.
    So I’ll let sleeping hopes lie and not rouse their desire

    -2017

  • Expressions

    I was at a low point, against the world, averse to love.
    Then you waltzed into my life, with your breathtaking stride and mesmerizing smile.
    I found safety in your arms, hope in your words, light in your eyes, strength in your smile and the will to go on.
    Now it seems like it’s been forever that you and I have been together.

    So, in this moment I ask, that we cast our best memories on stone.
    And let the ocean waves wash away our our worst with the sand.
    Let’s go through life together, cuz we’ll go farther with each other.
    Let the embers of our passion burn brighter, and our hearts mould tighter.
    Let our bond be unbreakable and our love incorruptible.


    Oh dear, all I ask is that our love never ends.

    -2017