Maybe it was only at the surface
Maybe that's why God asked you to leave me.
Maybe He knew me as the 'deep one'
And superficial only creates questions,
the Chaotic kind that cripples my mind.
Maybe someday I will smile again
Even if the questions remain unanswered.

A promise is meant to be broken,
Kept only for a mellifluous moment,
A whisper so melodious to the ear
But never an indelible action.
Only one is deep rooted,
Conquered with love
A sacrificial affection.
To die and to rise
Was the only solution
For a home in Heaven,
A promise
never to be broken.

How can it be a habit
For someone to be forgotten
Like a shadow who follows
And requires no attention.?
Unless, you were never in their hearts
To be reminisce about from the start.
You were just a moment's delight.
But never a keeper for long nights.

We wake, we live,we laugh,we cry
We become blind to those who die inside.
Telling themselves lies
"You are the unworthy kind"
Fighting an unending battle
All alone and the fear rattles
Society can't save their live
Tagged​ them names,
they feel ashamed.
They breathe in the dark
For the sun acts like a spotlight
Revealing their unspoken misery.
Brainwashed, with a thought
of being more than dead,
they are misfits.

So you and I let's unite
Set aside our selfish hype.
Don't just pin the green ribbon to your shirt
But keep in mind, they are not different
There is no such thing as "their kind"
Depression is a phase most of us will encounter.
Like any other problem there is an answer.
Let's communicate-love,joy,hope,peace,
Reach out,
We need each other
Unite join the fight.

The wolf killed the sheep in me
My innocence left to bleed
Now a slave to knitting needles
A helpless yarn of wool.

I tried to fill this empty
With all the worldly delicacies
A momentary satiety,
Although I was well aware
This hollowness is dynamic
The intangible kind
Invisible to the naked eye.
Yet how shallow
was my perception.

Only unconditional love
So intangible
unimaginable,
Dynamic yet splendid,
Can fill this empty hollow
And grace thus follows.

We live in a world made of self love
"My body my choice"
But what about those who desire to be mothers
Thinking "if only they had given the baby a chance,
Probably I would be able to give something better".
We believe in "my own choice", but we don't think of the baby's will to choose
because they don't have a voice?
The answer we give is
There are so many babies dying of hunger.
But boy or boy, would any mother
allow their own child to suffer?
Think twice, pro life or pro choice.

Live for each moment,
There may never be a next time.

Be kind
But stay witty,
For there are always
Prowlers in between.

It's not enough,
To live without love.
Love was on pause,
I didn't want people
to see my flaws.
I needed my space
Not another face.
But it stopped.
I'm behind brick walls
Thicker and tall
Harder to break.
With a sign
"Please go away".

But you knocked anyways
And you said
*"Beloved, I"m here to stay"

The tags and labels
Drew you to a soul
Having luxury
was definitely your goal
You caught a glimpse of
The fresh scars,
The tags and labels
Were just masks.
Slowly you faded,
Your disregard was a flaw.
But when your priceless accessories
Were misplaced
In a second you wailed
You recalled each detail
The cost, the glitz
That gave you the glam.
But can they love you more
Than that inexpensive soul
You can't afford to hold?

Don't let emotions
take the wheel
But steer it
In the direction
You need to be.