is what is waiting for me on the other side of challenging myself to do new things, going out of my comfort zone to push to the next level, challenging myself every day, regardless of the amount of stairs I’ve got to climb. Or how many walls I’ve got to climb over. Or how many obstacles I’ve got to smash through. Or how many dumb naysayers attempt to get in my way.
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This life, we call it a poem or even a song
We call it a book, with unknown ending
We ask questions that fade with timing
We question hours, days always so long
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Years of crying, longing, missing you
Young love that evaporated like mist
You promised to stay, to be there always
Yet life had other plans for our story
"Yours, always and forever," you said
Youngsters foolishly in love and happy
Yellow skies, we would watch evenings
Yes! We were truly happy then, my love
Yearly, I soak in the memory of us, then
Yards, I walk to put flowers on your grave
Yelling, crying, asking heavens, "Why?"
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BROKEN SOULS
We were once strangers,
who became friends,
friends who turned into lovers,
lovers who are back to being strangers.
Two lost souls, wanderers,
never staying in one place for too long.
What we seek, we don't know.
Who we are, we are yet to find out.
What I know is that we shall vanish,
In the stream of madness and sadness,
Of the darkness of our souls,
Sad, lost, lonely, effortlessly drifting.
I hope that one day,
we find our light and sanctuary,
we find our home and heaven,
away from this darkness, and hell.-
possibilities!
Anything is possible on this day.
Remember, tomorrow isn't promised, today is the only possibility and opportunity.-
Being celebrated by having my decisions respected, being respected when I express myself in being the woman that I am. Don't put me in a little box of what your mind or society says a woman is supposed to do or what a woman can't do. Celebrate me by saying, "I finally understand, you won't live according to my standards, and I respect that."
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