Poetry

Live; love life

Love: Eros, Storge, Philia, Agape The foundation of all created things, if you believe in a creator, then the reflection of The Almighty. Everything, all things are intertwined, moving at the tempo of the other: Heart and lungs, sun and moon, flowers and bugs, even your phone and it's battery, car engine with it's wheels & fuel. Refusing… Continue reading Live; love life

Poetry

YAH

Trust in the Lord with all your heart, do not lean your own understanding Proverbs 3:5 ESV The mind seeks to comprehend the mysteries of this world, The heart, to find comfort, a pillar of strength to rest on. I have heard about You all my life, from my mother's womb, supplications of protection and… Continue reading YAH

Poetry

Live

Awaking, a natural response to the satisfaction from slumber Motion, the conscious act enabling one to carry out tasks Some days will be darker than others, while others full of joyful bliss but one has to make a choice... Being okay, an underrated, under valued association Strength, the inner catalyst present in us all What… Continue reading Live

Poetry

Shaken

Surreal, are the thoughts that pass my mind,  Strange, are the feelings that arise,  In her wildest dreams, she sought to be a princess like no other, In her reality, she hoped he would treat her just a little above average   Unshaken, he dishes out a cup larger than what she thought she was… Continue reading Shaken

Poetry

Cycle

Winter had become her favorite time of the year; the cold, the paleness of skin She often liked the early spring; the rain, the hope of sunshine it brought Like her life, she understood that seasons have to change; the brutal winds to harsh sun, it's the way the world just is, Like her life,… Continue reading Cycle

Poetry

What if I choose to stay

Does my presence guarantee your happiness and success Does me being here make us stronger even when I'm still tormented by my demons Have you ever asked yourself What if leaving is the best option What if not being here makes the both of us stronger and equipped for our sister souls yet to come… Continue reading What if I choose to stay

Poetry

Tomorrow

If tomorrow is the future and yesterday the past, why do they seem so alike, continuous ever ending routines... Finally allowing myself to live, to test out new water, who knows, I may finally float. The sense of having a purpose, a will to become someone, the strength to execute. I think I love this… Continue reading Tomorrow

Poetry

Maturity

As part of growing up, certain adjustments have to be made. This is a little passage for all those who are entering a new phase of the world, becoming "Adults"

Poetry

Out of the ordinary: Afraid

Pessimist me has always thought the worse about life; fearing driving or being on the road thinking I might crash, not doing things to avoid failure. So to those like me, life is a scary realm where things are never in your control and disappointment roams at every corner. We just choose to stay in… Continue reading Out of the ordinary: Afraid

Poetry

Eyes

I look outside the window, the breeze blowing through the trees, gentle as a water droplets on a leave. If only the world was so simple, I can't help but wonder. What would it feel like to be those trees, soothed by the breezes whisper. In my perfect world, people can read my mind. See… Continue reading Eyes