Assiduous

Whelve

Step up

And find purpose

Receive, relieve

Bow down, believe

Pray and hustle

Time to buckle

Up and row

Your own boat

Affirm, positivity

Love those around you

Gratitude to those who doubted you

For life is short

The planet’s dying

Box up all your memories

Before you start running

Out of time on this earth

So take that little stroll

Down the road

Make that little paper boat

For you can find joy in God’s humble abode

Earn your coin

Generously use and distribute

For hoarding is futile

And unnecessary

So leave what isn’t

Run after what can be

Build what is takes

And ruin what doesn’t give

Hope for the best, prepare for the worst

For storms pose threat

But are just a way to purge

So rise up and above the clouds

Embrace the new in the now

And hold on to the good old

That seem to wire you right

For you are born

And hold the key to rebirth

You have the power

You can dominate the whole world.

Philophobia

Cingulomania

He talks like man,

Acts like a scrub

Makes you forget, 

That actions speak louder than words.

Promises and lies

Starts and surprise

He’ll say he loves you,

But really isn’t sure about you.

He thinks he’s slick, because he can manipulate.

She feels it before you say it

She can put you, in your place.

She scares that boy,

He feels he’s not enough.

He fails to see her love

And now he acts surprised.

Ted bundy, we can all be him.

But for that boy,

She was willing to leave

Behind her Reina days.

Only he turned himself 

Over to his demons

And gave up on this

Beautiful union

Now that boy is sad

While she is calm.

Because she got rid of her demons for him

And he got stuck in his own little game.

Gezellig

Amitié

One day the world will change.
You will change,
I will change.
But your essence would remain,
For ultimately we evolve.

So I trust you to pull me out
If I hole up
For this happiness you bring me
Is of permanence
For the love you give
Is of permanence

So I believe,
When you and i will be
Caught up in the whirlpool
Of change,
We will hold on to each other

And together we hold on
To our friendship
So no matter how deadly
The water is
We remain high, just like the waves
Who rise, who fall
And eventually come home.

Law of attraction

When you’re chasing love. Is love chasing you?

Ring, ring, ring!

Red flags and green lights
Don’t be confused,
Usually they’re alike.

How to decipher?
No one ever knew.
So, take the plunge
And measure the shallows.

If its deep,
Then don’t fret.
Either, you’ll drown
Or you’ll swim up for air.

Are you back up?
Are they leaving in a boat now?
Don’t be afraid, you love them.
So chase, swim, dive deep.

Oh! Did you not make it?
So, they left again?
It’s okay, drown for them.
Maybe they’ll come again?

So they didn’t, fear not
Come to land,
Do you realise now?
You’ll find love only when you can stand.

So, met someone on the soil?
Amazing, isn’t it?
Similarities, likes
Arguments, dislikes.

Oh, now they’re with someone else?
How come, I wonder!
Maybe because you lost yourself.
Not to the deep waters, but to the person themselves.

Tired, are you? You don’t want to chase?
Do you not want to be loved anymore?
You do but you won’t chase.
Why, they’re asking.

Tell them, you’re in your zen place.
Where you’re real and spirited.
You’re at peace with yourself.
So guess what you’ll attract now?

Life, as I’ve known it..

Vorfreude

Happiness she brought
Among those who were near,
Opened her eyes to the father
Who she always held dear.
Opened her heart to the mother
Who was a little farther.
She pulled her close with
Her hazel eyes and hazel hair.

Little princess, youngest member
Oldest child, responsible sister
A B C D E F G H, together recited
The mother and the child; laughed along
With their hearts bare.
Sticks, dusters, slaps, slippers
Huge enemies, patient teachers
Who knew she would thank,
In times to come, her hated peers.

Papa, dad, father, pops
Enchanting was the day they hiked
And collected rocks.
Creeks and tiny fish,
Such robustness, such ecstasy.

First, second, third, fourth
Classes, friends, new teachers.
New people, new songs
Blessed she was, to have found
Such a safe haven,
Cherished it to her full satisfaction.

Fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth
Books so many, expectations so high
For she was the responsible sister
Turned into an ideal figure
Lived up to those moments
With rigor so tall
Battled with those
Who wanted to see her fall

Ninth, tenth, eleventh, twelfth
Core years, lifetime friends
Lessons learnt, rhythmic heartbeats
Mind opened, imagination liberated
Hard work, resilience, perseverance
With kindness and liveliness
Learnt that above all
What lives on, is her essence

No one can take away
Who she was.
She fell in love
With herself and her ways.
Colleges, universities,
Bachelor’s, Master’s and PhD,
earned her marks, earned her degrees.

Carried with her friends she promised,
ten years ago,
on that farewell day.
For old is gold,
but new is silver.
Met people, who impacted,
her in several ways.

Thirties came, brought with it
an ambition so great.
Climbed the corporate ladder
Held her sessions with villagers.
Ticked off her bucket list
In a pompous manner.
Proud she was, but grateful
For lessons learnt in her days of youth.

Forties, fifties, sixties
Marriage, responsibilities, love and pain.
Took it all in her stride
For she was already trained.
Children, tantrums, cute but not.
Brought with them,
Waves of euphoria.
Head held high, full of energy
Aligned herself to new titles and duties

So the cycle repeated itself,
But now she was revisiting,
What she had lived, now in front her
Breathed her own reflection.
Reciting and collecting rocks,
Felt such a surge of emotions
She didn’t know she was capable of.

With newfound respect
For her ideal figures.
Her mother and her father
She visited home in many years.
Life as we know it
Always come full circle.

Seventies, eighties
She saw herself
In her ageing mother.
For she was nothing
But a reflection of her.
She saw her father’s ways
Held his hand, spent with him her days

Now I sit in this rocking chair
Going back and forth,
With my hazel eyes and hazel hair.
Watching my grandchild smile
As he recites, and collects pebbles.
I smile a tired smile
For life was stuck on loop.

I go outside and sit on the porch
A question comes to mind
Time will come and I will depart
So what was this life?
The answer was in front of me
In the laughter of my grandchild,
In the worry on his mother’s face,
In the eyes of his father,
And in the touch of my partner.

Life as I know, always thrives.
The show goes on,
No matter how much
You try to hide.
So I open my arms yet again
Embracing life with all I have.
For this life has fulfilled,
What I once thought
Wasn’t there for me.

Ephemeral Kalopsia

A rose quartz symbolizes love? Or does it symbolize being in love? Or is it all about being in love with the feeling of love or the idea of an ideal love?

Honey, they’re so loud.

I want you to shut them out.

I want you to be mine forever,

Promise I’ll keep you happy forever.

You say they don’t care about you,

You say, they don’t care about us

Then, why can’t you cut them off?

Why can’t you love me forever?

Tell me baby, do you care?

Does your advice “oh you shouldn’t care!”

Not apply when it’s them?

You lie, baby you hide,

But what’s the point?

I just wanted you

I just wanted an Us

For you said you loved me

And us together

But you lied, you hid, you hurt me

What did anyone gain out of this fake redamancy?

But I can promise you

My mind is aware

Of what they say to you

I know you don’t agree from within

But you still listen

And that’s an inconsistency

Because you can’t protect

What you say you love

Maybe you just wear your masks everywhere you go

But I hope they love your empty heart

I hope she fills your empty soul

But for someone like you

Nothing is ever enough

Indecisive and incoherent

Baby, you’re not in touch

Keep looking for that contentment you chase

You won’t find it in the deepest caves

You yourself don’t know

what exactly makes you happy

So you seek the unknown

From other full hearts, because they’re consistent

And you’re a taker at the end, after all.

What was supposed to be background noise,

You made it part of our little world,

And I just listened

because that’s what I do

I thought it’s all important information

So maybe I’m at fault too?

I don’t hate you.

I don’t love you.

I pity you,

I pity them

For no one’s ever going to find out

What they lost is an elysian gem.

Anagapesis

I’m free

When I walk in

They all see me,

The alpha female

Stable grades, stable ways

Pretty eyes, pretty lies.

So, I don’t let them be near

For I don’t want unhealthy fears

I fear loss, I fear pain

But I don’t let them make me inhumane.

It’s rather personable

that you think I’m the wifey thing.

I laugh because even I agree.

But I don’t think you have the balls

to be my husband thing.

People forget when they see this woman

That it takes a man to keep her

Cuz she is worth the diamond

And she doesn’t do the man-child humdrum.

Mommy syndrome, living in a dome

She would do everything, be that doting woman

But only because she wants to, not because she has to.

Naturally, honey, she’s a giver

But doesn’t mean that you

Can be an inhuman taker.

But taking is convenient

Taking is easy, I get it.

But for me what’s not mine

Isn’t supposed to be with me.

I thought I’d fight

tooth and nail for you.

For I loved it when you laughed,

So I took your everything up as my job

And you became my ever unfulfilled boss.

But I hope now you find someone,

Someone you can play your petty games with.

I hope she has your 12 kids,

And I hope you gain the world.

But I know you’ll still be unhappy.

All or none, none or all

As simple as it is with me.

Hope you remain difficult and find someone you can dominate.

For I don’t deal in hoaxes

I keep in love or in absolute hate.

Selcouth Amore

Await

Grabbing onto you in the 5D

While my body yearns for you in the 3D

You give me this twin flame energy

I want a reunion, and it’s strange

I desire a piece art, I’ve never seen

Whoever you are, wherever you are

I await your arrival anxiously

This urge to be one in flesh and energy

But this game of divine timing

Stresses my physical being

Running towards the rainbow in the cerulean sky

feeling the tender touch of these leaves

Walking upon this foreign soil

I listen to this strange melody

I sense your existence through these things

I sense your presence through my dreams

To reach you I’ll have to push my limits and burn my sins

I’ll run on thin ice

I’ll move this mountain of uncertainty

I’ll remove this cloak of safety

Because I miss something I’ve never seen

I’ll grab onto you in the 5D

If you can’t meet me in the 3D

We can move past the selfish ideals

And the material futility

We can live among our own divinity

So here I stand, on this foreign soil

Listening to this strange melody

I’ll keep touching these leaves

I’ll run free towards the cerulean sky

I await your arrival and our union

With gratitude, I call upon you

Let’s find each other on this dying planet

Let’s spend some earthly moments in this realm

Let’s enjoy this human incarnation

So, we can ascend to our own space

And Lastly….

Ascend

The delighted skies now welcome me. I’ve come out of my deepest and darkest phases. I look above, I see nothing but tranquil clouds. I see hope running free in the cerulean sky with love from the divine pouring through. I feel my soul to be abundant and mind to be unrestricted by the miscellaneous goings of life. Am I free? Am I flourishing? I believe I am.

You don’t want your feet to grow? Start wearing tighter, smaller shoes. To grow, one has to be free of the restrictions of the world. The mind, however, has to be free of it’s own restrictions. We often think we are fighting these restrictions that our mind is pregnant with. Maybe you are too. But you’re fighting within these restriction. It’s like running through tar. You can move; but how much can you move? How far will you go? How exhausted will you be? How long will you endure?

Who put me in this tar, they ask. Our belief and thought patterns, and this innate yet futile urge to resist change puts us in this tar. So who puts these thoughts, beliefs and urges in our heads? The situations we go through in life do this to us. This world is so pure yet dangerous. But how does a mere circumstance force us to be stagnant? Well, I say our perception is to blame.

Perception is where our free will lies. You lost your job? Percieve it as an opportunity to explore other options. You don’t have other options? Go all out and explore a different path. You don’t think you have a path anymore? It’s a phenomenal opportunity to find your soul’s purpose. You think it’s too late? Honey, it’s never too late. You see, every lock has a key. Every coin has two sides. Every word has an antonym. Every tunnel has light at it’s end. Everybody is meant to walk the path they’re walking. Everyone has a place they’re supposed to be at.

I know staying in the sticky tar is easy. You may say it’s comfortable even. And why not? It can at least hold you in one place. You feel its toxic familiarity and its poisonous safety. But this life has so much more to offer. This life on this planet has so much more to show off. Why not let it be pompous? Why not let it be itself so you can become yourself.

We resist change merely because we don’t know what’s on the other side. I ask you, what’s the point of this resistance? What will you gain out of this exhaustive, tiring state? Life is meant to have variables. Otherwise, it would be called death. Why die everyday to live in a constricted, muddy space? Why not live to thrive in an abundant, loving world? Nothing in life has the potential to be absolute. If it did, it wouldn’t be called living. It wouldn’t be called growing. Even the person being swallowed by peat bog is at peace before the end. This time comes only when he has lost all hope of survival itself.

And lastly, my friend, my delightful skies with abundant love from the divine are waiting for you. They await your arrival so they can serve you for your highest good. Come to us, you shall grow and be tranquil. Live with us and you shall thrive. We will accept your past and build your future. We hope you see the light at the end of your tunnel. If you think its gonna be a dark sky and not the cerulean one, well all the better. You’ll get to see the stars in all their glory and the moon in all its beauty.

Toxic zephyr

What shall I do?

You came in as a fresh breeze 

Swayed me into a trance

I forgot that a breeze

Passes and leaves behind a sad stance

You weren’t someone who was on my level

You weren’t below me either

But life has weird ways 

To teach you lessons

So I gave up and gave away 

my heart and my secrets

Thinking, you’ll stay

Foolish, never thought I’d relate

But here we are again 

But I also relate to a word

That you don’t know anything about

Perseverance 

I persevere in the the violent storms

I stand tall no matter what

If I can unlove someone 

I loved for four years

Who do you think you are?

Let me tell you

You’re a passing breeze

A breeze, I’ll never again feel

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