IdleHvnds

IdleHvnds 11h

The outbursts of angry women,
the most beautiful thing to witness.

We fight to be heard —
Another cycle, that will never end..
It is only a wish to watch the fall of men.

I no longer wish to shrink myself for the sensitivity of men.
Anger is an emotion all women should express and the song of anger is finally being sung.

#feminism #women #power #resistance #rage #empowerment

IdleHvnds 11h

the stranger

Dear self,
Who am I, really?
I’ve grown up to follow the teachings of other,
Of being other —
But never be myself.

IdleHvnds 12h

seedling

Now the real challenge,
Creating a balance,
A routine in which I can only grow from.
Sow a seed into the ash,
Watch the seedling flourish
More resilient —
The soul finally taking root in the earth.

#personal #growth #rebirth #resiliency

IdleHvnds 12h

i can hear the piano in the distance

Once again, I lay here,
Misty eyed, exhausted —
Listening to Etude by Joep Beving,
Sinking into a cool and shallow pool.

Floating in a saddened relief of safety,
Floating,
It’s important to sit in ones emotions,
I’ve been told it helps to connect with one’s self.
Floating,
I feel like every broken piece of me floats away,
Separating myself further from being whole.
Oh, how I wish to be a whole being —
To no longer fumble on gripping every piece of me.

Slicing flesh from the rigid part of me,
Sinking,
Sinking into a cool and shallow pool.
The haunting melody of piano, fading into distance.

#solitude #melancholy #floating

IdleHvnds 14h

et voilà

Oh, how I wish to find a safe space.
A warm space,
A dreamy space,
Somewhere I can feel warmth and be welcomed
Perhaps,
I am not deserving of finding such space.
Am I not looking hard enough?
Or is it that I am looking to hard,
Over analyzing,
Missing the subtle signs of what this space is.
Have I become blind to seeing it?
Have I missed it?
Is it no longer a space that is available for me?

Wherever it is, I don’t believe I’ll find it in this city.

#longing #love #wanderer #melancholy

IdleHvnds 16h

go for a walk

As I spiral to this existential dread,
I still hope for a light to appear, to guide me out of this never ending cycle.
Although, I break everyday
In frustration and panic, I look for reprieve.
One day, I’ll find home.
Ground myself, in comfort and love.
Today, unfortunately is not that day.

I wander lost in sorrow,
Perhaps a walk outside will dissolve these negative emotions.

#anxiety #sorrow

IdleHvnds 1d

the quiet observer

I watched as the dog waddles away with his feet wrapped in a soft leathery boot, the owner too focused on getting around the mounds of snow to notice the dog's discomfort.

A soft whistle escapes from the accordion sides of the streetcar while a groan escapes an elderly gentleman, pressed too close to the wall.

I stand embraced by crowded bodies, snug in the middle of the streetcar walkway.

These times of discomfort remind me that I am human.
Experiencing life.
Watching, listening, enjoying the discomfort of mortality.
cherishing the imperfections, the frivolousness of each individual.
A balladry of the mundane.

A full streetcar on the way to work—I hate when you look up and see all the faces glowing from the light of their phones.

#mundane #poet #everyday #travel #life