I stood by you through thick and thin gave you my soul amidst all this external din shielded you from the daggers and slices attracted by views that we're engaged in pure vices from both our families of hawk’s' and mice’s
Tag: Love
Oh sickening spirit.. Leave me.. I beseech thee.
I see a spirit so independent and true,Fighting within fortunes so similar A life path through the challenging bush, But dissimilar too, the essence of our awkward roots, a legacy that we inhabit, yet to given To be seen to take fruit. This wandering mind, anguishing in hells your imagination could barely reside in, Your [...]
An ode to a lost love
I cannot seem to escape thee Your majesty compels me My root fixated in being with you, Fibre-optic news of your being blowing upon every breeze, I remain forever frozen unsure of what to do, Head down, fangs snarled, head pumping, running for eternal coverings, picky as I sit confused in quagmires, unwilling to accept [...]
This week’s lesson: Know and Respect yourself
Sometimes you have to learn that you're working on something bigger than yourself. The world. And the ones who know and understand, are the ones who will stick around. After all what else do you need but that? My internal thoughts to myself.. as I struggle with shedding the overly-empathic and supportive self. I've helped [...]
Love stories
Oh! To get lost in others' stories again, of love and loss constantly reimagined, reasons to feel, empathy to seep, Through to my very bones, As I pictures me in that love, that Home, tears flutter under these external shutters, layered over a simmering flame, that only finds written reasons to feel again, weeping inconsolably, [...]
Let’s keep playing..
Longing and regrets, intermingled with love and trust, that Hope, that Touch, just you, just me, playing at Us, Why do games end? On whose score do we depend? Fickleness is staying to speed, Allowing the screen to freeze, Afraid of testing our frailties, Surely bravery is in accomplishing all feats. Learning to trust instinct, [...]
No end..
The kind of night that knows no end, The bitter northern winds howl, like the devilish hounds that have pushed us to the brink. unsure of what exists and what is to begin, where we'll be be led and what will be got rid, What will leave and what will be eradicated in this din. [...]
#NaBloPoMo #25: My impatience caught up to it’s conscience, again.
For now here's some poetry what I wrote on 23/11/15 when I should have been asleep, in wee hours of morning, as I lay visiting an old site of comparison and worth, put on a pedestal to keep allowing myself to hurt; Instant electric attraction we had, From the moment that our eyes clapped, Minds met, [...]
#NaBloPoMo #24:
So feel like I'm falling behind a little. Plans not working out. Cold not helping. Wonder if I'm cut out for this climate and locality, or even I'm even staying true to myself. It was lovely to chat to lots of diverse people yesterday, but especially old friends who as Tom Stock's poetry says "Came [...]
NaBloPoMo #16 – Why no #12- #14
So... I was a bad unproductive person. Online that is. For the last 4 nights. There is no excuse big enough for dropping out, because as someone says "If something is important enough you make time for it!" . Therefore, I guess, using that logic I deemed me, my online persona/career-building and my writing less [...]
Mariam Kauser 