Sometimes,
missed flights, late to office days
or failed exams
are a lesson and protection
from the unforeseen by God.
And it is in those moments
we realize the essence of
lost time, money, people and
opportunities.-
carrying a foetus of hardwork and consistent efforts with nourishing
positivity up the unbreakable cord.
Eventually, experiencing labor pains,
& birthing your dreams.-
Lost in the drafts to be dusted
I have no writing skills to be boasted,
all thanks to the YQ scheduler that posted.
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Step out of your home one day
chasing success, money or a new life
Each memory left behind has to pray
for your footsteps not to ever knife
Like a foetus fighting hands that betray.
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I left all the lids open
waiting for the sun
to turn heat
into a pickling agent.
Onions, tomatoes,
chillies, raw turmeric,
lemon - stop it you all.
Can you beat the ultimate
raw mango pickle-gacy?
Forget the modern recipes
chefs recite on YT vidéos.
There's magic in my mother's
little kitchen & the mosaic spices box.
Oh dear! One drop of water
and it ruins everything.
Then you shouldn't have made me cry
dismantling the pickled love in my heart,
you so called mustard of heartbreaks.-
Nope, I can't wash them away.
They look rebellious on me.
Some arrived when I starved
while, others with a torn pocket.
Trained me like a martial arts teacher,
ever defending the odds of life.
Black belt, yes I have one
that blinds me from seeing the injustice around me.
Am supposed to walk alone
my path, and reach my destiny.
Escaping for 26 years,
I embrace them now like
mine, friends for life.
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The Silence Between My Words
Jumbling between space & backspace
I wonder
the meaning I breathe out.
Slowly but firmly
I fill in the lungs
with paragraphs of tar.
Oh! The way my readers gasp
for fresh voices.
Puffs of dashes, semicolons
in her hands I can't unsee.
As raw as life could get
the pages bundle in,
calling her the culprit.
Who? - well you know who.
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"Is it possible to be
fully alive to every change
we undergo
and
yet feel nothing,
nothing in absolute at all?"
"Yes,
the way I wove myself into it
waiting
for the cocoon to break free."-