Tag Archives: life

Ripping my own heart

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Please let me pierce this heart so I may never feel with it again
It’s been so much a burden and even less a friend
It drags me into situations that I truly cannot face
Though when I try to get through them I always lose my place
So let me end this now so it can be on my own terms
Then let me bury it where I may and feed it to the worms
I’ll no longer be a slave to you I’ll no longer lose my way
For I know I could be happier without you each and every day
All you do is torment with how much people truly don’t care
And to think about this brings me distress and it something I can hardly bare

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The Art of Listening

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When someone comes to you to rant about an issue that may seem ‘insignificant’ to you, hear them out. And never tell them how other people have it worse and/or quote instances from your own life of issues that seem ‘bigger’ to you, completely disregarding their problem thus. For at times, all that people need is a person willing to listen to them, however little sense they make and simply be, if not anything else. And doing something of that sort does not just drive them further in their problem but also adds on a sense of insecurity and inferiority; and a guilt in them for having approached someone for an issue so ‘wee’, resulting into something as drastic as them never breaking out of their own shell and opening up again.

Doesn’t harm lending someone an ear for a while, does it?

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Greed and Gratitude

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If we learn to be content with minimal things.
Then we find ourselves feeling rich no matter what life brings.
A man with three meals and a bed is rich to those that go unfed, and he is envied by Those who have no bed.

Contentment is a place that few have seen, we are divided from it by a sea of greed.
Mountains of envy too stand in the way,
“If I only had that” is what we often say

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The Sad Memories

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The sad memories won’t fade away.
And why should they? The tears
bring about the person
who is missed the most?
It keeps them alive and vibrant
in one’s memory bank.
The more a tear falls, the more
they are remembered.

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You’re still here with me

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My weary feet walked life’s journey
Along winding roads
Hills and dales
Along shores washed by the sea
Along valleys touched by the sun
Knew I was not alone
Your footprints swept by the wind
Are invisible in the dust
You traversed these roads and footpaths
And you left your scent behind
And your lingering fragrances
Fill the stillness
I know that our paths will cross once again

(For everyone who lost someone dear)

The Price of Christmas

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The materialistic orgy that Christmas has become deeply saddens me.

There is this competition between adults in any family to see who can buy their parents/grandparents/aunts/uncles the best, most expensive gift or to see who can outdo the other in gifts among themselves.

The focus of Christmas has become consumerism which is basically the exact opposite of the teachings of Jesus.

I’m not religious person by any means, but it seems really hypocritical to celebrate the life of a guy who preached against greed and materialism by focusing on materialism.

Just an advice: Never get into debt trying to show people you care… Don’t get sucked into consumerism. Your time and presence is so much more precious than any present.

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Is Ignorance a bliss?

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“Ignorance is bliss.” I realize Thomas Gray’s famous quote is often misconstrued, however, I think interpreting it in this way is equally important as the original. When staying up late and obsessing over the incredible amount of problems the world faces and has been facing for centuries. Website after website, book after book. Sometimes I find answers but most of the time I don’t. This tends to make me extremely upset, which in turn leads to even more reading and researching. I get sad over things that will never affect me. I want to help find solutions to all of these issues, but I couldn’t possibly do that in the short amount of time I have on earth. In this way, my constant thirst for knowledge is really damaging to my mental health. I can’t say I wish I was ignorant to everything I have learned, but there is definitely comfort in not knowing. It’s much easier to be happy when you turn a blind eye to the suffering, corruption, poverty and other problems in the world. In my own words I would say that knowledge isn’t always power, and it sure as hell won’t help you sleep at night either.

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My Hope

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My hope is someday my words are weaponized and used for good.
Poetic weaponry used to discourage hate.
Words that hit the soft places, like a boxer dissecting his opponent.
Combinations and rhythm that quickly catch your attention, but leave you defenseless.
A volley that ends with a period and there’s nothing left to say.
I want the most violent thing a person ever uses to just be words….

Strength is not destroying your enemy, but changing them inside, changing their mind.

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The Undefined Me

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I can be light, I can be dark

I can be a diamond, I can be a coal

I can be a sunflower, I can be a snowflake

I can be silk, I can be sand

I can be a fortress, I can be a ruin

What am I?

A masterpiece in the making

 

Words are like leaves

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Words are like leaves,
In time, would be blown away by
Gusts of the four winds.
All said,
All heard,
All written…
At times some are kept in one’s mind,
Even etched in one’s heart.
Regardless, not all stand the test of time,
So soon it would all be lost and forgotten,
Like all of us mortals,
Those who have known greatness
And the rest-not-so,
Little it does matter at the end,
Alas nothing really last!