All i wanted was to be a song, Coz life in a musical looks all gold and long. And songs solve all there is.. Happiness, sadness, Loneliness, excitement… It would be impossible to live without a song!
Maybe I could be in the lips of all men, To soothe their souls when hope shows its back. To touch their hearts when their very skin runs away. But I am the problem that I wish to solve. I want to be a solution. Tell me, what do I do?
Deep down, I want to cry so much. Coz I feel like it just rained and my heart is covered with puddles. I wish to drain them out, to remain a dry ground Or maybe tell me where I can find some seeds, To plant a garden of sweet fruits in my heart.
It’s an ache I so want to control, A chilling pain yet hot as coal. I want to scream but I have company. I want to run but I have one home. I wish for options but this is a tyranny. It’s like longing to fly when… You’re enclosed in a dome.
I am close with a few around. And I want to open up but I’m bound. Bound by tales so horrific, Tales that we share, tales that scare. And I care, I keep them safe from my terrors. But since I don’t speak, they do. …. Not every hurtful word is true.
So now, I’m torn between the two. Between me and myself, separated by a laser wall. A walk across is painfully transforming. Who am I? What do I want? I feel like a caged bird, Who loves the care of his master, And yet wished to explore the world
I met the sun at its rise today. He was bathing the roses with his essence. The sun flower was following his every move. And the Lizard was enjoying his sweet caress. Then the sun saw me and said… “I envy the shine in the man you chase, I saw him cross the hills just before dawn. But I won’t tell you which way he went from thence, Because I don’t want you to have him all for yourself, And leave me void of the admiration you give every morning.”
My lovely hearty parrot, When can I see you again? Last time you said you’ll always be sad, Without the sight of me… Are your eyes as teary as I imagine? Do you even remember me?
Parrot, you must be a young woman now. The girls in my area don’t give me peace. Yet, I don’t see the beauty around… Your memory blind me to life itself. I wonder whether you’re at peace, And from whence you source it.
Beauty, Search for me, as I for you. So, we can relive our last moment, When we were young and free… When we kissed without guilt, Come, let’s play chase in the rose gardens, When you’d cry after a thorn pricked, And I would wife your tears with my soft palms
Come, parrot. I want you to echo my love again. Let’s make the future a happy place, By being together forever.
The Rules Dear child, tread with care, The game as it is, has never been fair. Walk with your head held high, Yet with your heart to the ground. Recognize and maintain your position and, Whatever happens… Stand your ground, And do not leave your place.
Let your eyes be open, As the windows of the sky. Make your heart as a sturdy stem, Your will as a closed door. Don’t let your house shake… And yet again, Stand your ground, And do not leave your place.
The Game Storms will come, filled with violent love. Fall not to the air that makes the heart merry. The sun will rise, spreading rays of lust. Run not after the passions that lead to the sea. The clouds will cover your skies, in black and dark. Let not the sorrow take away your heart. The wars will walk, through the paths you tread. Shut your ears to the waves that pass… And once more, Stand your ground, And do not leave your place
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