Don't let your worries fade away your smile. There's a ray of hope even in the darkest moments of life. Keep smiling.
The new Melody (Angela)
The good thing about scar tissue is that it strengthens the flesh!
Some folks have scar tissue in their minds, but that scar tissue only God can see
An empty stomach, much fuller than soon appears,
not hollow from want of trying to be,
sunken despite the constant plea,
An empty stomach, drained by her tears.
A heavy heart both beaten and tough,
a shaking hand that wants for touch,
a bottom lip thats bitten too much
and a brain that screams 'your'e not enough!'
A question asked to find the fault,
in search of an answer that does not exist,
perhaps a feeling she cannot resist?
a victim and gull of her own assault.
the face she owns is mine to cry,
a reflection we share that I can't love,
some day I hope to feel reanimate,
but for right now, all I feel is inadequate.
It's a whole universe that is expanding within me. The wind is wild. And my heart is floating at the safest distance from my soul. I want to let go of everything. It is enough. I want to be seen and heard. I put to rest my inner beast. I have forgiven everything that is within my lightweight skin. And somehow I am always pulled back in their orbit, talking in circles and breathing glass dust. I shall not die... I don't want to die... I am trying so hard to not lose myself. Desperately seeking a new territory to welcome my white flag and my exhales.
Confound in the maze of
My inner turmoil
I forgot to see the crack
Letting in a speck of light
Reminding me there is tomorrow
Come what may
You are breathing
You will live
There is yet a hope for you
So get up and get going
You have all the time in life
To be what you wish to be
To attain your vision.
life is not a problem to be solved..but a game to be played👍
The Most astounding benefit that I get, from believing in One true God, And then adding to that belief the stumbling stone, that is also the chief cornerstone, which is also the son of God. When you continue to add to the understanding of how great Gods love, not only for yourself but that of the entire earth. That love is so great he gave his only begotten Son to pay the wages of sin, which is Death. So that we can live in eternal peace;
So for me to believe in all of the above statement is the only Hope that I have with my own personal battle with these quickly and ever-changing rules of society. If I have to lose my mind I choose to lose it for Christ, rather than for this world. So for ...
They tell life is what we choose,
Sometimes we win and sometimes we lose.
But, Did you ever heard a story that never won?
And was never happy?
They tell it is your mind that needs to change, it's your thought that needs to change, it's your attitude that needs to change.
But, they never told me that it was fate that never favored me.
They got angry for my words,
They hated me for my actions,
They pitied me for my existence,
They cheered me for my success,
But, I had to struggle to do everything.
Who saw the real me, when it was always the reel me who was happy.
Who saw my sadness, when I always painted this curve on my face.
Who saw my tears, when I never let them out of my profound eyes.
Milestones and You
I know you have had a long journey ever since the parting.
Now, when we cross paths, I do see how exhausted you are.
I want to stop, to be there, even though I know your destiny has now changed.
I want to be there, also, because may be, I am the only one you are holding on to now. Not with much hope though.
I can see, how you have given up on everything, and to expect anything in return from you? I can’t do this to you.
And no, it’s not sympathy.
But, it does become all blur at times.
More often,I have chosen you over me.
But sometimes, I, only want, you to see, that I am exhausted too. My journey was long too.
Want you to know, the only reason I could walk alon...
मैं तो अपनी तन्हाइयों में भी तन्हा ही रहा ,
और उसके यहां तो शहनाइयां भी बज गयीं ।
In the sea of despair
a prickly little thorn of resilience
and I grab onto it
clinging on it
for my life’s worth
till a shattering wave
of degradation comes along
loosening my hold
kicking me out of balance
dragging me down
but I’m desperate
so I keep holding on
to the prickly little thorn
till my hands
and I keep bobbing
up and down
in the sea of despair
with every crashing wave that comes my way
and I have to struggle
to keep my head
above the water
gasping for hope
as the sea tries to suffocate me.
I am exhausted
but it doesn’t matter
I have to keep fighting
for I have no other option
but to be thankful
to the prickly little thorn
You need someone who will listen to you when the world turns a deaf ear. You need someone who will stand by you when the world is against. You need someone who believes you when you the world doesn't. And that someone is God. You don't need to prove your innocence before Him. He needs no justifications, no explanations because He knows your heart. He knows your intentions. He resides in you and is always there to listen to you, stand by you if you only believe in Him. Knock and the door shall be open to you. Seek and you shall find Him.
The new Melody (Angela)
The soothing delirium setting in,
Dense liquor falling thin,
right into the bloodlet wound,
Evil was being poured into the bowl,
little did i know,
the same blood would draw,
the pentagram in the rituals,
and wound be served as the gateway for evil,
to enter its host....ME!
My 12 year old..... Un-Trafficked!
Didn't have the courage,
I was lost...
flail enough to fall on my knees,
trying to hold her close,
inanimate as they left her,
kept staring at me, My 12 year old,
a sudden "pappa"......?
broke my entendre,
ohh, I whimper so deep,
buried her face in my shoulders,
clenched her to me,
for now she was free....
She would wake up in the nights,
Wouldnt let me close,
my heart sinking deep,
I couldn't soothe my crying child,
My pathetic incompetence,
I failed her again..
Traversed the mainland
her innocence robbed,
She told me of how her scars were scrapped,
her mind being tamed,
'A puppet to world'
She would say....
One year and one month ago today, I graduated from college-something that always seemed but a dream...far, far away. People never agreed with my decision of going to non-traditional high school and going to college to major in something that they had never heard of. Nobody had ever prepared me for it. There were no stories of successes or victorious triumphs...but only assumptions and questions, abandonment and betrayal from distant family because of the path I chose for my life and because I was living a dream that their eyes would never see.
I had to go to college. I was only sixteen when I graduated from high school. I set off on a journey that terrified me. It was like jumping from...
The heart wants what its wants.
But that doesn't mean,
it gets what it wants
The universum gives you what you need
And nog whats you wants.
You are here to learn,
To find your Destiny
To follow your own journey
So even if you want sometimes in life and you won't be getting it
Remember it was not meant for you then.
There are other things people who you will meet, some you met for a reason let go and move on
The all have a rol in your life
But you have the biggest part,
Don't dwel on the whats if how of coulds.
Focus on the what Comes....
Enjoy Every bit Every moment envery time
In the end IT all works out
One the brink of loss
The despair said it all
Close the eyes,
to gather the lost
future stands tall
Fear, delusion, refute
To a tranquility affair
Depends on what enters
Gone like, unspoken letters
Brittle, sharp content
Flow with the paths of water
I have been wanting to write so bad, but the fear of hurt was stopping me. Hurting someone I care so much about. And I couldn’t, wouldn’t do that again.
Everything I’ve been wanting to write, and think about, has all been about her. Every line of poetry in my head, every stanza, every rough draft, revision and edit, but none of them written down.
I still have dreams of her and I when I sleep, sometimes on a new adventure, sometimes doing something old, but I’m always happy in those dreams. I never stopped having dreams of her and I.
Books, TV shows, movies, music
It all brings emotions back to the surface again.
Ones that I try to hide with a mask yet again, but cannot, for they b...
Skylark Challenge #143
Time has passed,
Living separate lives,
I have mourned,
In a transparent moment.
Once again I behold,
Your magnolia eyes,
To touch the light,
Filled with humble secrets,
Such a sanctuary,
I had in your heart.
Lovely was the scent,
Your love gave.
Memories never forgotten,
Of sifted kisses stolen,
Journeys toward the future.
Yet, I was blind,
Walking in a lost world,
On lion hearted paths,
Invincible to all,
Until I walked alone,
Now we sit,
Between agony and trust
You hold reservation,
Of what is in your heart,
The moon and stars,
You reach forward,
To clasp my tense hand,