Brief and concise wordplay to understand the realms of life that are capable of giving you wings, but at the same time, laugh in your face when you fall.
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Remind me of the child that I was
when the wind just meant air
with nothing more but oxygen that we breathe
and an urge to do something great;
a long list of big dreams.
Take me back to those corny days
when I got cornered by the witches
for being admired for my big brown eyes
that they couldn’t accept;
making me question my worth,
ended up bullying,
Remind me of how hard it was
to overcome the loss of my friends
who turned out to be nothing
but random people shattering me
like a glass as if I wasn’t a mirror
to show them their reality.
Remind me of that young girl
who was traumatized by judgments and
felt misunderstood in the huge crowds,
trying to figure out an escape
and leave everything behind.
Cut to the amazing person
that I forgot I have always been,
who now stands tall and straight
with her eyes on the prize
and the crown on her head
with nothing but victory on her mind.
So many stories to tell.
So much to write about.
Numerous situations,
just couldn’t get myself out.
Broken stars
craving embrace of the dark.
People begging
for the sake of their heart.
Countless people I met,
a few I pushed away
while others straight-away left.
Somehow,
I find myself
keeping my thoughts inside.
I wonder why,
knowing myself feels
way more comforting
than someone else claiming
they’ve been aware
all this while.
And the pain suddenly faded away
with the words giving relief to my heart,
silent. But loud.
The wounds that I dreaded all day
have healed my bruised body;
immensely safe and sound.
The blood dripping down my face,
have now vanished away with the rhymes
that I kept chanting around.
The heartache which
once kept me awake,
now allows me to sleep;
deep & profound.
The unbearable emotions have now escaped
that were once confined in cages
and relentlessly bound.
The voices that I’ve always avoided
like the summer time sun rays
have become regular melodious sounds.
The peace that I would usually crave,
finally,
found me in a serene arena,
far, far away
from the erratic crowd.
Blessed to have been lost & played
for this was the ultimate way;
my origin was actually meant to be found.
I know,
I lost my will to dream,
for the nightmares kept pushing me down
into the deep dark hole of survival
where I kept questioning
my worth, my existence,
the reasons to trade my life.
But I shine,
not with my eyes but words
that I kept hidden inside,
afraid of letting them out
for they might realize
my insecurities
once again,
letting me fall apart
in the overcast sky.
Tripping soul.
Unsaid words.
Some battles fought;
Survived and lost.
Unexplained rage.
Tears streaming down the face.
Some memories shared.
Some nightmares feared.
Scattered thoughts.
Some questions raised.
Few answers sought.
Some love gained.
Some broken promises.
Some efforts went all in vain.
Thousand wounds.
A million emotions.
Scribbled randomly
Just on a blank page.
A new life awaits the dead.
Crumbled bones; loosened hopes,
Shaking and taking my breath.
The silence of the graveyard,
curtailing the beauty of the wreath.
Look into the grave,
See how far you’ve come; he said.
But here, only death surrounds.
Wounded and shattered souls all around.
“Can I stay with you tonight?
I’d rather be dead than alive.”
Alluring, as it may seem;
You’d want to live here forever.
For no one here feels, cries or talk.
No one here hurts, lies or mock.
But go astray.
Leave as soon as you can.
Because all this time I’ve lived here,
I’ve realized;
Sometimes, feeling broken is
way better than feeling nothing.
With my heart
keeping all the words inside,
And my mind
making me believe in disguise;
There’s this part of me;
trying to reach out to you.
Running, crawling, falling;
in pursuit of a way to get to you.
And then,
there’s the other;
holding my head high enough
to stare at the Sun in its eyes.
I wonder if I’ve ever let you know;
my feelings for you
were so true and pure.
Mesmerized yet traumatized by love,
misery, your eternal rest
and the breaking ties.
Engulfed by my own thoughts and surmise,
I hereby surrender myself
To the fundamentals of being alive.
And when I was told
to be a part of the crowd,
I chose to sit back;
safe and sound.
They asked me ‘Why?’.
“No one’s there.” I said.
“I want peace instead of sound.”
Humiliation, I felt.
Questioning my sanity,
they left me unbound.
Craving isolation,
Embracing myself;
slept on the couch.
Here, I see myself;
Sitting on one of the dark clouds,
Trying to reach out.
Stranded yet content in myself.
Fed up of my “flaws”,
I called your name,
To help me overcome your loss
But you pushed me down.
Perplexed; I cried
with blood dripping on the ground.
They came running,
asking me for my whereabouts.
SHATTERED, But
I couldn’t say it out loud.
“I’m alright”
They laughed at me,
aware that it was a lie.
Wide awake;
Surrounded by shady figures,
Putting words in my mouth,
Finding solutions to my ‘wrongs’,
Breaking down my walls,
Taking over my thoughts.
I felt tired.
Decided to explore and come out,
Became a part of the crowd,
Escaped my awkward shell of coyness.
And as expected,
I saw no one around.
With my tired soul,
still shivering of the bruises
and the pain that it once felt,
the trauma that I’ve been through
and the attempt to wipe off the mess,
I forgive every single person
who made me question my strength,
and pray for the growth
of their fixed mindset,
for we’ve all got problems in life,
the solutions to which,
we find hard to get.
So, I respect them,
for they were just being themselves.
Wouldn’t want
a single more second wasted
for the people who cared enough
would’ve never given up and left.
I wonder if I ever caused
someone to feel the same kind of unwell,
I apologize for my unawareness
that everyone could easily comprehend.
I acknowledge the wrongs
that I never really meant,
the harsh words
that provoked them to get mad and yell,
for they deserve better than
being someone else’s doormat.
I wonder why
I religiously worshiped the hell?
Though the damage
that I caused and received
shouldn’t deliberately
make me feel that upset,
for I am a person,
And I was too just being true to myself.
Here’s to the poetry
that is written for one,
recited for another,
given meaning by the third.
Here’s to the words
that make me rejoice
while i stay awake and wonder
if you ever cared enough
for me to open the gate
to free the bird.
Here’s to the poetry –
that beautiful shade in the rain,
my only source of joy
with the breathtaking thunder.
Here’s to the words
that dig deeper than the wounds
and sprout the flowers
of love and freedom
making me feel less like a blunder.
Here’s to the poetry
that instilled life in the remains
of a carcass fading away
making me believe in
the power of my pain
and my soul getting younger.
Here’s to ME
for giving out a piece of myself
every time I share my words,
my poetry – my children
for the love of my grace.
So thankful for the wonderful escape,
I give in. I surrender.
Are you looking at the way
they are looking at you?
Go hide in the dark,
they’ll still find you.
Sit in a lit up room,
and feel them around you.
Making room in your heart
like a beautiful work of art.
Keep looking inside yourself
the same way you did the last time.
I hereby plead in front of you,
to free yourself from this race
trying your hardest to win the crown.
Cause everything will fade away.
And they’ll always drag you down.
It’s not your beauty that they envy,
but their flaws that they try to hide.
For the demons under your bed
will keep tormenting your soul;
trying to pull it apart,
as long as you keep feeding them
like you did right from the start,
with all your disheartening lies.
My Serene Words 