ROOTS

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You’ve planted your roots under the humid sun,

pushing the earthen ground of filial obedience,

to find the water of appreciation and peace,

seeking the nutrients of innate contentment.

 

But you have been uprooted too often,

that your body is torn and bloodied, 

with the sins of your past,

with the karmas of your future.

 

You realise you only have the strength,

to gain stability in the concrete homes,

of those that never had the heart,

to give you loyalty in the first place.

 

Shiver at the ironic natures of this world!

 

The roots that you buried,

have been left to wither and die,

under the humid sun and the breezy winds,

the memories; the laugher.

 

Your living soul Is nothing but a distant past of a life once lived and mourned.

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WHAT A WORLD WE LIVE IN!

“An angel born but not a grudge she bears;

As her ashes are scattered in the living air,

Of a world segregated in races and gender,

Blood stained hands destroying love so tender,

What a world we live in!

Blind to accept that killing foetuses is a sin;

To pluck the emerging blossom from within,

Their wage of life weighed in misery and pain,

The cycle of toxicity that begins again.

What a world we live in!”

THE ART OF LETTING GO AND STEPPING BACK

 

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I began this week with great anticipation and hope for the weekend ahead ( as I had made great plans with friends and family). My workload had also seemed reasonable and I was feeling confident and optimistic however it seemed that fate had different plans, throwing many setbacks. As the end of the week draws by tomorrow, I can say that I didn’t expect the week to turn out like this ( and for almost all of my weekend plans to fall apart), but this week I learnt the art of “Letting Go” which I would like to share in this week’s diary post.

Letting go and stepping back can cause volatility in the heart and  mind especially when it is something you crave for, or it is someone that you loved or wanted to be in your life. It could be as simple or difficult as letting go of expectations and being content with circumstances that life gives but for some reason, there is never a “right” way to let go. There are, however ways that can help letting go seem a little easier and less stressful. This week it meant going back and considering some of the friendships and relationships that I have made in the previous year and asking myself whether I am getting a fair deal out of it, whether it is healthy and whether similar visions and ideals are shared. 

I honestly believe that humans are neurotically programmed to complicate life which causes us to  believe in an alternate reality. I had two friendships , one where I was told to stop being “clingy” and another one where I felt as thought my respect and attention was not reciprocated. These are two friendships that I felt as though I had worked so hard for but Ive come to the realisation that anything that feels forced and causes pain is not meant to be for the more you fight for something, the more it will fight you. 

It will be painful and the fight might seem like a waste of time when we have given our time and effort but nothing is ever a waste of time, it is circumstances that allows us to make mistakes and  that helps us to grow and learn . There is a power in letting go and stepping back and bringing  peace instead of having a heavy heart. It might not be the position we want to be, but at least we are content and have the wisdom to step back and mitigate more damage from being done.

We also have to realise that if we have contemplated stepping back, that means that we might possibly be in a situation where we are not fully welcome- we have overstepped our boundaries.We need to began seeing things in reality and realise that those that we love are not always nice superheroes and can sometimes be hidden villains. By letting go of what we think is not for us, and letting go of our insecurities and fears we can forgive ourselves and those around us in order to create peace and love.

If we looked at letting go and stepping back and focused on it in a positive outlook, we will realise that such events are essential for they form new bridges to new beginnings. When we step back from people and events where we feel unwanted, we realise that we have the talent and potential to see more and enjoy what life has to offer- when one door closes; another opens.We often hold onto things and people longer than we should, with the expectations that we will never be able to find something better, when the truth is that there are billions of people and events that will make new passions emerge and you will find people who love you and give you the attention you deserve. Great things happen to all of us all the time; we just have to revert our focus and believe in positivity.

It’s time to focus on living life in the present and surround ourselves with positivity and love, no matter how long it lasts. There are 7 billion people and I am certain that at least 1%( 70million people) will love you for who you are, what you stand for and will give you the appreciation and love that you deserve. You don’t deserve the world, the world deserves to have a superstar like you so be amazing and I urge you to do some self-cleaning in your life. Trust me it will be worth it.

Dave

BOY OH BOY

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Boy Oh Boy you’ve grown,

Shred heartstrings and life became a loan,

An embodiment of hope till you were thrown,

Now you’re fighting a battle all so alone.

 

Boy oh boy you grown,

Fine nightshade seeds you’ve sown,

Reap your fruit as they were your own,

Your karma, the testament to your bone.

 

BRUISED

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How can the brain fathom,

The sensual pain and sadistic pleasure,

As you bathe me in explosions of Lilac,

And paint me in auras of midsummer’s hue.

 

How can the heart fathom,

The lonely waltz in the silent night,

Moonstruck by winter’s frolicking cadency,

Imbued by old love and our darkest sins.

 

How can the body fathom,

The torture of inevitable misery,

As you kiss me with saccharine sadness,

And drink me sinfully; Ichor like nectar.

 

How can the soul fathom,

The drought of eternal mirth,

Fists of heaven; Mouths of cyanide,

The chaos of heartbreak that never sleeps.