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khina-maya-ghimirey
khina-maya-ghimirey
Poetry for me is a beautiful and melodious language for self expression.
I am graying my hair Thinking I'd hear a call, an email It's not something remotely guaranteed. I've got to deal with it myself Wasting my time Turning into the grape sour Graying my hair Angry like the nice Fenugreek tea boiling and spilling over I know I don't have to hear it I don't want hear it I am aware that I am torturing myself With this recurrent thought He isn't even worth the time Precious time I wasted How do I stop thinking Keep referring back To find a lead Telling stories to my heart about your favorite mug The broken mug So detach.. let go and be.
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May 10, 2024
May 10, 2024 at 8:22 AM UTC
Broken Mug
Ever been told your dream's too big, beyond your class? When such doubts arise, how do you react? These fears and self-doubts, have you explored their roots? It's often the environment, or loved ones, imposing limits in a form of guidance, out of love but stemming from fear in guise of their own experiences. But have you questioned the boundaries set for you? Now's the time to aim for your highest dreams, to commit fully and live beautifully – because you can! Surround yourself with people who align with your values, those who radiate beauty when sharing their deepest desires. Cultivate love, faith, and determination – and most importantly, believe in ‘You’. I've experienced carrying the world's burdens, battling fatigue, and struggling with the fear of failure. In my quest to unlock life's mysteries, I've learned that its beauty often lies in its uncertainty. We try to make sense of everything, but why not embrace freedom instead? I reassure myself, ready to face doubts and let them go. I'm grateful for all my experiences, shaping who I am in mind, body, and heart. Trusting in the connections I make, I pursue a dream so vast, it fuels my daily motivation and inspires my creativity. Remember, the journey inward is the key.
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Jan 3, 2024
Jan 3, 2024 at 4:58 AM UTC
Unlocking Your Abundant Self
‘Why, what is happening to you?’ Seem all fine girl, bubbling with joy, sparkling, filling the room with giggles Nothing seems to be possibly wrong with you Go out there and get busy’ Yes, nothing is wrong with me There’s nothing I can put my finger on and show When the whirlwind of emotions run through me Like a hurricane Thoughts and feelings knows no end When it rains It’s like I don’t want be in my room, my house When there’s a power cut And I am frantically looking for the light Then it feels like the walls are closing in on me The tightness I try escaping from Inhaling and exhaling The air, getting thinner The only difference is my house is my body My room is my mind I haven’t been well rested Well slept My eyes are all droopy Body tired Sleep, trying to take me in Then a huge flash zaps me out of it Debilitating pain in my head   The heart races A black haze sets in the mind Past, present, future, meaning, purpose and life seem desolate How do I explain my state of mind? How do I explain what’s weighing down on me? When I don’t understand it myself.
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Aug 13, 2023
Aug 13, 2023 at 7:20 AM UTC
Explaining my state of my mind
Singe me song, serenade me Don't bring me flowers though, I don't like plucked flowers Let it be, just let it bloom Inspire me, be my muse Looking for a muse, aren’t we all? I've been without it for some time now Oh, when I say time, I say three decades That many years to meet my muse It's been a long time coming Now let me savour you butter scotch smooth Allured, ofcourse I am Drawn to you, yes Sidelining priorities, yes The sweet distraction, you are, to deafen the noise around The onslaught of the 'Rush', the Inflation, the confusion, the instability Expectations and constant ask of 'When do you leave to breathe in the air of the outside and seek greener pasture?’ Looking to the far of island to find their lost goals, aren’t we all? I think I've made a decision too, with the little yes that I said With no substance in my heart to support my resolution Distraction, yes you are, to medicate the overwhelming, And an appetite to procrastinating mind and an aimlessness soul I keep the trading sleep with exhaustion And the drunken haze The musings though, however strong in the moment Runs out leaving you with the bare minimum to fuel through Frozen Leaving me unable to move an inch Stumbling and crumbling With not much to hold Its only me to lift myself up All the time and effort given to all kinds, Why now show some kindness to myself   It’s been a long time coming to be my own muse This is to me, the muse I was always looking for.
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Jul 28, 2023
Jul 28, 2023 at 6:12 AM UTC
Muse
I lay on my bed drifting In poetic play of everyday life Poetry everywhere; In a friendly crease that I want to keep on my sheet The window pane that showcases the crimson setting sun The familiar chill in the air Neighborly chatter Tinkering of the cans A careful and delicate feline walk The slurp of the mojito The clinking of the ice cubes The brush strokes on a portrait The loops of smoke blown through The very edge of a cigarette bud Glinting in the firelight Virtue, to see beauty in the mundane Fascinating how How we all see everything And yet we see it differently
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Jan 5, 2023
Jan 5, 2023 at 6:46 AM UTC
Trinkets & Moments
When you feel a profound sense of loss Feel the insides of you implode crumble and fall Pause, Hold And catch yourself in the moment Take a long hard look back live through clarity you sought Go through the haze of the daily Drift float and begin a new Intimidating prospect it may seem yet rewarding it will be Just passing through chanting this hymn
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Jul 25, 2022
Jul 25, 2022 at 3:39 AM UTC
A hymn
The world beneath you slides Nail dig through the dirt Grasping onto what’s left Holding onto the sliding, seeping sand You’re left there yelling what about me ‘what about me’ Begging for empathy Feel yourself leaving Getting lost in the whirlwind Scrambling, not knowing what ensued The end of February Marching into luke warm days It gets comfortable than what cold last winter brought You can stand bare To the outside Recognizing this very feeling Of stealth chilly breeze Flowing through your chest And just like that lives change Leaving yourself grieving the death of a relationship In a room with four walls You had been too trusting But you can’t let my heart be as small as thier’s Life is short to not look it in the eye
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May 13, 2022
May 13, 2022 at 3:03 AM UTC
Empathy
It saddens me to think You couldn’t look at a me for who I was Who I could have been and not what you make of it And not through your careless construct and as consolation for you to bank on when all else fail It saddens me to think that My emotions were never safe with you That there was never a strive It was disposable rather Not just my flesh but my whole being It saddens me to think that Your emotions never found home in me For I thought I found solace A comfort Are we so sad to face such fate So unfortunate to lose it in a day So flimsy Was whatever was there Couldn’t we communicate Couldn’t you give me a day of respite From thinking what sham this was Can’t live a life so empty So scared Walking on precarious lies I wasn’t built for this I didn’t deserve this To barely cling on To loose thread of distrust Low aspirations It isn’t worth a life
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May 13, 2022
May 13, 2022 at 3:02 AM UTC
Isn’t worth a life
Taba multipurpose trail, Thimphu. Was seen hiking on that stretch Just before recent lockdown was announced Just in the nick of time A short trial they found Firm new boots striding proud Stepping, crackling the pine leaves dry Passing through the trunks and trees Brown, pale, green, mud, **** shrub… She was seen filling her lungs with a lil air and smoke Sitting on a bench A tea break to breathe in affirmation Filling the heart with a little hope, Heard she’s healing Learning, growing Like twigs, branches and leaves
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Apr 27, 2022
Apr 27, 2022 at 8:55 AM UTC
Healing
Of getting lost and finding ways Hitting dead-ends But treading along With new found resilience Strength of character Delving into the depths Of one’s core Embracing the fall and the cracks Soul searching Gliding Through each passing day
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Apr 27, 2022
Apr 27, 2022 at 8:54 AM UTC
Hike poetry