hold your breath as I exit mine life asphyxiated in a maze of tubes -in the doldrums but the mind runs I crave stability if death offers it I believe in eternity of soul if there’s a way to show it let me go in peace so that we all live -maybe at different levels … Continue reading Breathing free
my bashful self taken aback by unabashed display of raw emotions calculates the price introverts pay for being what they are an extrovert laughs aloud as he attends a coveted bash misleads the world with perceived influence Perceptions rule the world.....
peaceful coexistence a much bandied word life looks upside down hanging on that rope breathing in air of uncertainty and not knowing where your next breath will come from Air – heavy with uncertainty and this mindless creature out here to block my path….. What would you do. O Saintly Soul? https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/03/06/50-word-thursday-10/
A time to think A time to analyse A time to stand up for truth A time to stand up to power A time to make your presence felt For how long will you get manipulated agree, applaud, walk away with indoctrinated pride? For how long will you believe stories crafted to suit a purpose … Continue reading A time to stand
Anticipation brings in wild ideas I feel my shape changing to suit an imagined future -strangulated by serpentine coils of fear and greed. Why does happiness never come alone pure and untainted- to make me a fairy and break the human spell? Why await destiny thinking – what’s on the other side Heaven or Hell? … Continue reading Destiny
fairies are not wallflowers or pages in a story book they enter my dreams wordlessly expanding realms of thought merging worlds finding probability between possible and impossible. they come back every time I see unexpected success victory of the good but most of the time I think - Why did the storywriters choose to lollygag … Continue reading Innocence
I woke up with a heavy heartWhen did Hope visit me last?I extricated my vision from deep snowto see vulture clouds hovering above When did Hope visit me last?When did I look at the baby smileto see vulture clouds hovering above dissipate with a sigh in the last mile When did I look at the baby … Continue reading When did Hope visit me last?
one step forward, two steps backwardtill I know not where to golost map, broken compass, yet ....the needle keeps me going till I know not where to govision obscured by wallsthe needle keeps me goingtakes me somewhere, where I need to be vision obscured by wallsa pointer to destinytakes me somewhere, where I need to … Continue reading One step forward, two ….
I’m seen as strong but being blamed emotionally abused for being myself breaks me silently I am wilful I am defiant it has been induced by the battles I fought to just be myself Incompatibility is not criminal you are to be blamed as much as I for being different Forgiveness happens … Continue reading Recurring deposits
Those rare moments when my inner light flickers make me see darkness in a new light as real as all opposites Hope will not be happy unless one has experienced hopelessness life will not hold the same zest without an unknown expiry date Planning skills are built on a platform of chaos … Continue reading Superimposed structures
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