I want to be

Not strong, not wise, I yearn to be,
Just loved, just seen, just held by thee.
No strength to give, just tears to show,
A heart laid bare, where feelings flow.
To be the poem, soft and known,
Not the writer, standing alone.

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You want to scream
But you can’t
You choose silence
Because they can hear you
You don’t want be heard
You want to be understood
So what you do instead
You sleep
Sleep becomes an escape
Escape from reality
Escape from agony
Escape from despair
But just an escape not the solution
You will wakeup again to face the reality
Reality of wanting to scream
but all you choose is
Silence

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And as I watch the leaves fall gracefully
from the trees,
I am gently reminded
there is beauty in release.

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Unconditional

They said not to give unconditionally,
That I may not receive the same.
But I had a strong grip,
I was determined to play this way

Though oceans I may face
I’d cross them all
While some may call me foolish
and wait for my fall

Stupid ! Exclaimed the world.

I’d rather be stupid than cold
I’d rather give it all than hold

And here I am
a boundless sea
where love flows free

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What if one day she chooses strength above all,
Chooses herself,
No explanations,
No expectations,
Her life, her decisions

What if the world,
Unable to comprehend,
Disrespects and disowns her
For knowing how powerful she can be

She is the bird that will not return
Once she knows the power of her wings.

She will soar high,
Above all,
All those who considered her
a bird who belonged in a cage.

Just for once,
I want her to choose strength and courage,
To choose herself
And soar high in the sky,
Where she belongs

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What if there were heartlids?

Just like eyelids,
What if there were heartlids?
We shut our eyes when in tears,
same our heart would do in fear
But will that not block our hearts?
Block not just from pain but also from laughs.
Oh, its better we dont have heartlids here
We are able to feel love and think clear
Accepting all the feelings is the hint
So we dont have any heartlids still
We must feel every laugh and tear
Embrace both joy and fear!

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Cold wrath

Am I turning cold?
No. I can’t,
for it’s said coldness is enough
for the world to fall apart,
The tiny world that I built
can’t be broken against my will
How I want the warmth to fill my heart
Take me away from the cold wrath
I need to feel loved and cared
to melt the icy grip
that holds me back

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Ever wondered why we start to feel the story once it’s complete?
As you read the last line the first line comes to your mind
Everything starts making sense
The agony and despair
The joy and laughter
Everything was meant to be there
Like puzzle pieces falling into place
Making you believe it was all meant to happen this way
Nothing could have been better than this
That’s not just for a fictional story
It’s Life

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In his presence, I felt free,
To be myself, fully,
No judgement, no doubts,
loved to see him so proud.
I felt seen, I felt known,
My soul felt like at home.
In his embrace, I could rest,
My heart felt so blessed.
Days have passed, seasons have changed,
For his presence now I crave.
But I believe and I know,
He cheers the loudest at my low.
Not letting me fall,
Not letting me bow.
His lessons are my guiding stars,
Papa, you will always be my superstar.

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Greed

I want to be this,
I want to be that,
Manifesting greed,
Is quite a trap.

Things that I wanted,
Now that I have,
The feeling of contentment,
Still far from my grasp.

As life gives me more,
The more I want,
This makes me wonder,
How greedy am I?
To wish to have more,
And more than I have,

But It's better to manifest,
To be everything you want,
Than to fall short of dreams,
Or fall short of hopes and wants

How complicated are my thoughts,
That makes me believe,
Manifesting all you want
May not always be greed

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