In the deep chill
It's always summer
In her soul
Like wild flowers grows
In the warm rays
Of her love. JD
#SummerInHerSoul #JuneFalls #PoetryChallenge
There are no accidents, there are no coincidences; there is only truth. And your truth is being revealed to you through synchronistic rendezvous with people and circumstances that are vibrating similar frequencies as you, so that you become aware of what you are transmitting into the universe for the purpose of experiencing, learning and then finally fine tuning your vibration to enhance your physical experience.
Everyone that comes into your life is your teacher and vice versa. Our connection with others and what we experience is a reflection of ourselves.
Something to think about...
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength.
Loving someone deeply gives you courage.
What would you prefer?
Descended into an abysm
It is a Fallen Star
By the world forgotten
They fought for its conception
But once born, abandoned
Tossed into the ground
It was easy to judge
It was hard to blame
Acting like you care
but hiding the stairs
The Fallen Star
Condemned it was
Remaining in silence
Like a wild captive beast
The accusing finger
pointing at its forehead
People preferred Barrabas
he is supposed to lead
People denied Jesus
he is supposed to wait for justice
What is expected of a dark star?
What is expected of an old soul?
What is expected of a moon child?
The world belongs to ...
My Mantra for the Day
I refuse to carry around any bitterness, anger or hate from those that have wronged me or negatively crossed my loved ones because it’s toxic for my kindred spirit, my spiritual soul.
To hold on to those corrupt emotions would be equivalent to ingesting a potion of poison and I would surely perish and die a thousand miserable, slow and painful deaths.
Instead I’m going to forgive those people and pray for them profusely while practicing and perfecting the art of releasing that which is malefic and indigestible.
I’m learning to transform myself into the best version of me and taking back my power one day at a time instead freely giving it away to anything unwort...
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....
“This wasn’t what she wanted at all. She knew for months but only accepted it today, as she was about to start her day. Instead, she packed her bags...”
As her mix of emotions streamed her chocolate smooth cheeks. For ten years now, she’s been in a marriage with a narcissist.
Zella couldn’t have known, when she met Brice, what was to come. They had met online, through an online dating app, Chocolate Love.
He was everything she ever dreamed. Towering her at 6” 7’, he had seductive brown eyes, a clean cut sophisticated groom, and Cologne that could hypnotize any heart. His profile identified him as a successful Stock Trader from WallStreet. He was raised i...
When I first met you, you were on a rampage for the earth, the water, and the animals spitting fire into the air at youngins who haven't begun to dig their personal ditches of accountability
Shining goddess in your sinead o'connor hair cut,
held words that pierce like glass
Water down your force for none
Let them reval in your Magnificence
You glow of a psychedelic star,
Eroding a dream,
Like a tapestry dyed till ends,
Dipped in dried Sun rays n sunflower seeds...
I’m a feminist— yes, I am and don’t say it as if I’m a terrorist or some anarchist. I’m simply a woman who loves cooking, revels in running her home like a tight ship, spends time with her kids, ensures olders are cared for, romance her partner,
And, I like reading, writing, dancing, music, shopping, gossiping and what all defines me as a female.
Yet, I drive, I calculate, I run errands in and out, work, lift objects, climb ladders, screw the loose hinges, go hiking, fight wrongs.
So, yes I’m a feminist who doesn’t want to listen to people saying women are not supposed to be out at late hours, she should dress up decent—and what is exactly decent— covering myself head to toe, is that it?
Embrace and demolish the never ending problems...
Yeah.. They aren't gonna stop at any point of time during your life...
The level of life you're living can be measured in terms of the toughness of problems you're demolishing!
Feel lucky to have them...
They are the reson your life is exciting...
They are the reason for calling it an adventure!
Human love is flawed. We are all just cracked silhouettes lining up our missing pieces together in the hopes of making a whole.
I was seated right opposite the two of them at the dining table. They both meant a lot to me because I was raised by them. A fact I can never deny. I kept staring into their faces, keenly listening to what they have to say about the one I love, pretending to be have lost my voice for those few minutes. I had my eyes set on them. I couldn't pretend to be blind though. If I did, they would notice it. I was conscious of what I was doing. Had she not brought me into this world, I would have probably been a part of that conversation. I would have probably taken sides. I would have put my views across. I would have been ready to debate. That's what I normally do. Nobody can catch me sitting quiet w...
#WORLD ENVIRONMENT DAY .
What a paradox . 2 days late for the post. Probably because was busy answering questions on environment and studies !
So let's get this straight, the post is not about the day but about the environment !
And nature needs attention everyday . So I know I am late but it's never too late !
The post is not just for the oxygen we receive that's necessary for survival but also about the birds that come to my balcony everyday and wake me up by chirping . About the squirrel that plays with me , about the trees that calm me down when I feel uneasy, and about the moon that listens to my rants everyday . Oh, also the stars that twinkle and witness my overwhelming emo...
“... I think my entire existence was preparing me for our paths to cross. At this very moment, as our journey overlaps, I’ve discovered.
Discovered an ocean with a depth immeasurable.
I’ve called this ocean love.”
"World Environment Day".
Shave the world
(This we all are doing for a long time)
Now we all have to correct it by
Muting the word "H" to
get the correct mean
Save the world."
(This we all have to do from now for a long time)
Don't cut the nature from its root
Grow the nature from
it's root by the plantation.
Let all of us
Oath to mother Earth that "we" their children will take care our environment,
protect them from anything at any cost like "we will not use Plastic,
But we will plant trees,
We will take care of all the pollution
that doesn't cross its limit,
From light to water we will save and
Mostly we will use the ...
When they say "you are beautiful"
And i laugh and say "thats a good one"
Its no slight at their taste
Its not that I don't believe them
I just dont agree
So I had this epiphany a couple weeks ago realizing what a great battle our daughters face. They live in a world based on comparison and perfectionism. They live in a world of instafame, filtered faces, photoshopped bodies, and who has the newest cell phone. Reality has taken a backseat, true beauty has been filtered out and things that are most important have been robbed from their lives. That day, as I was on the verge of tears putting on my bathing suit I had purchased last year when I no doubtably weighed a solid 15 pounds less I happened to glance at my 3 year old watching me. Her sweet face with chubby cheeks and solid little body perfectly made but very different than mine. In that mom...