My blood is a battlefield.
My cells are in conflict.
I am conquered and conqueror.
I am enslaved and free.
Wars rage in each heart beat.
Injustice perpetrated by my breath
Against my own people.
Neither place welcomes me.
Other in every way.
Those who oppressed are evil.
Those who are oppressed are wary.
My skin betrays my home.
My speech and eyes betray my passing.
My blood is a battlefield.
There is no safe haven behind either line.
I am caught in the crossfire.
I am wrecked by the fray.
Constantly defending my heart land
Constantly searching for my home land
Abandoned by both.
Some see me as friend.
Some see me as foe.
And finally, she felt free...
she wasn't scared of opinions ...
There attention meant nothing......
The water coloured world meant nothing ...
But the colours finally did!
She could feel the freedom that she has craved for since ages .....
She could finally breathe!!
It's not long after
pursued by aerial mushrooms
that life reclaims the
Home of four
and unwelcome houseguests
mother is the true creator
like the patient tortoise
in obeyance to
shelters a panoply
vibrant and resilient
The waves are still now
There is air
At last the storm with all it fury and duration has past
There is no more yesterday
Only tomorrow and the now
We belong in line with both
Epiphany once again my friend I find hope
"Wings : A short story"
This was her last shot. She knew it well. Clutching a coffee cup in her hand, being very nervous as the day had come when her determination would either pay off or won't.
She never worked as strenuously, as she did for the last six months. She had gained a lot of insight and learned from the experiences she had gone through. Success and failure, for her, it was now a mere reflection of mindset. As she knew she had prepared herself for what's waiting long ahead and not just for tomorrow.
Only she knew what she felt right at that moment. People misunderstood her, judged her, taunted her, challenged her c...
Where you and I met
Across the spans of time
The threads connecting
Untwine and rewind
That sweet knowing
Of who we once were
I wish on a falling star
To tell you my wish
Written on your hand
The question in the wind
"What is your name?"
One of The Greatest Gifts We Have As Human Beings Is Our Free Will.... Now....If Only We Were Smart Enough To Use It... When You See Or Hear Something You Don't Like....You Always Have The Choice To Turn Away..Imagine That
So recently I've discovered a soft, painful lump-knot on my head. It's not caused by any accident or anything as I've not hurt my head in idk how long.
I don't know, perhaps it's wrong of me to hope so, but I hope it signifies the end of many things...
During your life here
You walked purgatory road
But now that you're gone
I'm holding on to the hope
That you ended up elsewhere.
*Hell Bound* (But Heaven Sent?) Father Part LX
#PurgatoryRoad #JulyFalls poetry challenge
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Never well equipped;
I ran into battle.
Facing my giants!
They would break me,
And; take me down.
Earnestly; I built up the courage to persist.
Humbled I realized,
In my heart;
There was still hope.
If the world stopped would you finally be able to breathe
If your eyes sunk deep into your soul would finally be able to see
& find the truth in someone inner beauty
Or maybe if your angels begin to drink the liquor out your veins
would your dreams be revived from those nightmares built off pain
could you take the risks of turning those angels into demons
providing your trust in love hoping it’ll conquer over hateful regions
for we live in a world where are fears only grin
I wonder would those who live outside these ghetto walls be more fearful of a bullet or the color of my skin
“Dear lord” for a prayer is the only none judgmental place I can begin
Can you hear me?
A million heads tread this path,
A million of them stare on .
There exists lines of homes and hubs of commerce,
And voices that protest "Theirs and Ours".
Amidst all this jostle &hustle &bustle,
I too plod on this thoroughfare.
Some to home,some to work,some to destinations unknown,
Heading to rave parties or to quietly contemplate,
Or seeking someone to illicitly consummate.
And now all of a sudden I feel an urgency,
For a risen head is spotted and I elate in frenzy.
Smiling sheepishly ,she cuts crowd.
For selling her products,she shouts aloud.
I now trod with ears unplugged,
And eyes un-shaded
And hands held free to lend out a wave.
I find her on ...
Happy 4th of July!
Enjoying a night in with my family, some pizzas, and movies. This week has drained me of all the energy required to celebrate with fireworks.
Are not leading
They line their own pockets
And the pockets
Of multi national corporations
They are not making
We must fight to protect
The vulnerable amongst us
We must fight
To protect the environment
There is something wrong
With the leadership we have
In teeno ko ek saath dekhe...
...Ek arsa ho gaya ho shayad
My biggest wish at the moment is leaving. Getting a place of my own with nothing more than peace, love and care. Without people who spread negativity and hate. Without fighting, comanding and given tasks. Just me, myself and my inner peace.
- Could’nt be more done
You might be facing a terrible situation right now where you can not see the light in the end of the tunnel. Everything looks like there is no way out.
Just let me tell you something: there is a way out. Jesus told us that He is the Way, the Truth and the Life (John 16:6). Ask God for help trusting Him and He will deliver you. Keep going because you are more than a winner in Jesus Christ.
Grace and Peace to you!
Meant To Be
I tried changing my voice
To match the echo of others'
And I tried hating myself to
Gain the love of another
And I tried trusting
When everything I met
Wasn't meant to be trusted,
And I tried
And I tried
And I tried
To be enough for everyone
And when the lights went out
And everyone disappeared
It was Him that was left standing
With me at the center
Of who I always was
Meant to be.
It's been a ride- a long, wild, topsy turvy ride, these last two or so years. I've grown into growing. I've learned how to listen. I've graduated into confidence and a higher level of self-worth. I've grown into growing into who I am and who I will be.
For any of you who are still being planted, still struggling through the dirt and rain that will make you blossom into who you were always meant to be; to you, remember that where you are is not where you will always be. Who you are is not who you will always be. You are made of greatness for greatness. Know that someone, somewhere believes in you as I do. You will get through this. You will.
In strength and hope,