Month: January 2018

To Pray

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Now that I am older

I understand what it truly means to have faith in something or someone

even when every fiber in your body says otherwise.

I understand now what it means to be strong

not because I have ripped out muscles or lethal defensive skills,

but rather when things looked bleak

I somehow withstood it because I’ve seen my mother withstood it.

I understand now what it means to pray

not just kneeling down but sincerely believing.

          It is when we are at our lowest

that somehow we come out at our highest.

I don’t need to show the world how pious I am

or subscribe to a group mindset

because I am my own witness,

and I hold myself accountable for whatever I do.

 

Aim of Love

 

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Its kinda slippery whenever love’s around

once you think you have a firm grasp on it,

It takes a twist and a turn,

and your emotions along with it.

The advice given

is to simply take it on the chin,

like love is a game,

and your earning a badge

on joy, heartbreak and trust

but the odd thing about growing older

is you gain experience and may not fall for the same mistakes

compared to when your younger,

but my promise to myself

is for next time,

to take my head and my heart along with me for the journey.

 

To always Smile

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Words written with an empty belly

is like moving a car with no gas,

You’re immovable, ineffective

  even stranded,

and like a parable, I compare it to my present journey

The misplaced joy and the self-evident dismay

I move a couple of steps forward,

and then find I’m back where I started.

I have emotions I haven’t yet sorted

Fears and love that don’t need mixing,

and an open past that just keeps coming back.

The only words needed to convey

is to simply

               always smile!

Faith

 

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Faith is something coveted, cherished and sought by many.

It is like a mirage

something you chase and chase,

and you start to doubt if it ever existed,

and after you put your mind on something else

you find it right beside you,

probably was there the whole time

but we ignore it

or yet we live our lives

never really grasping its true beauty

which is faith in ourselves

faith in what we do,

and also our faith in others

this strength can only come if you believe in yourself.

Life in the City

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The darkened clouds casts a mean shadow

at the land-dwellers below,

the laborers, the aristocrats

the religious and even the pagans.

This mean, sombre and sickly sky

shows no mercy to the people it hovers over,

men and women in the city

running forwards and backwards

 like the shrilling banshee,

or a social experiment gone wrong

to jobs that neither pay enough

but enough that they can live

have the land-dwellers below,

trudging like zombies

slowly and slowly

each in their own world,

and each in their own dreams.

 

The darkened clouds casts a mean shadow

at the land-dwellers below,

the laborers, the aristocrats

the religious and even the pagans.

 

Nature can be defined and expressed

like an enormous walrus

or better yet a slithering snake

constantly on the move

and with the self-belief,

to always rise with the sun.

To witness and feel the morning breeze

to capture its innocence,

and to hymn with the birds above.

 

People reflect nature

in all its glory

whether it is above or below.

The sky above

clear as a beautiful baby’s face

smiling down on the land-dwellers below,

the laborers, the aristocrats

the religious and even the pagans.

Noisy Chamber

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The pounding, the silent echo going

Boing…boing….boing

It goes on and on

The constant repetition going from 6 am till 7 15 am

Boing….boing…boing

Living in the  city

Where the art of love-making is interrupted by a baby’s cry

It’s an environment where the possibilities are endless

It’s also a loner’s paradise.

The silent echo

When the noise of construction ends

The quick sigh of relief

When you drop your bag from work

As your throat aches for that glass of lemonade

You sit back down to recline on your plush leather chair

It’s Friday night and just as you are about to relax

All you hear in your head is

Boing…boing…boing.

Chance

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Can you really grasp the chance that love once presented itself?

The warm smile etched across her face,

As your muttered reply of I’m fine

Was met with a hearty laugh and a playful shove

A friendly face and a willing listener

As you narrated your tale and adventures that you’ve been in.

Can you really grasp it,

Hold it and immerse yourself

In the chance that love once presented itself.

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