I have meandered a thousand incomplete thoughts Wandered through the unfamiliar terrains of my mind I have picked my way through the sharp shards left from the words I have said to myself And after all these years, meeting myself felt like taking a breath of fresh air After suffocating in the stagnant breath ofContinue reading “Healing”
I saw a statue of alabaster unaware of the fragile heart that rested within I admired the smooth supple skin on its surface blind to its guilt and its sin I saw a statue of alabaster an object of idolation, and a desire burned within to be a statue of alabaster, always poised and serene.
Honey, I know the clouds are there And a storm looks imminent There will be flashes of lightning And there might be thunder And the whole sky is going to put up a show You don’t have to be afraid though. Just sit back, open your eyes and empty your mind. The performance is almostContinue reading “Curtain Call”
Maybe if you looked at the world like you would at a glass snow globe You would understand, That we share the same sky And the same snow blankets us all And we aren’t all that different from each other
My love, There is a grand story being written here You won’t see the pattern in it’s ebb and flow You won’t be able to guess at its ending but you will walk the paths you have to walk and as all good tales go, one day you will find yourself standing on the lastContinue reading “A grand tale”
And I guess, I know what it is to be content. It is to be full of love and light To look into the eyes of a loved one And see it reflected back at you It is to laugh, loud and helplessly so To be alone with a book that mirrors your soul ToContinue reading “Content”
People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of wind on a summer night Like a wisp of smoke trailing heavenward And all that’s left in their wake is the fragrance of their presence A distant memory of their touch On your life People pass like time Like running water Like drafts of windContinue reading “Letting Go”
O weary traveller Your soul lifted To allow your spirit to roam free untethered in distant lands and you; you uprooted yourself And lost your way home so you wander Lost and unfound
Let’s run away You, from your thoughts Me, from myself We all need a break sometimes Nobody knows where we’ll go And we’ll pretend we don’t know the rules We will find, a home away from home
She was the girl who survived, the one who lived to tell the tale, and was assumed the stronger for it. Little did you know – you could breathe life into a paper girl but you could never make her real. She would always be made of paper, always susceptible to flames.