How can I wash away my sins...
when there is still dirt under my nails
from digging my own grave.
i am the best
version of myself
when i am comfortable
surrounded by my loved ones
and knowing there are no time restrictions
Let's build a home
with parquet flooring...patterend of strength,
white walls are waiting
to be covered with our stories.
to declutter our minds.
Staircase of wisdom,
ceilings so high,
commitment bricks near settled.
Let's build a home.
Let us build this masterpiece together
Life is a matter of perspective
And happiness is a choice
But the smile I paint upon my face
Doesn't mask the sadness in my voice
Just because I know joy is inside me
Doesn't mean I feel it in my heart
I search for peace every single day
But finding it is the hardest part
It comes so easy for others
As it did to me once before
It's not that what I have isn't enough
It's that I used to have so much more
If you can't find happiness in the ugliness you won't find it in the beauty
do regular maintenance
on your soul
clean out the blemish
and the soot
soak it in solution
dust out the corners
of your mind
handle it with care
and buff the edges
caulk the cracks
polish the windows
of your heart
throw out the excess
and leave only the joy
furbish the frayed fringe
Jan 2, 2019, 11:27 PM
The sun was so close to
the fingertips of the earth mother
while the rose bloomed so bright
the first morning the sun rose on the earth.
The sun spaced up high up to the blue sky
so the colour of the rose may not wither.
The mother Fathima smiled even brighter
upon the rose, the sun draws back every sunrise
is ever closer till to date a colour never withers!
I am still waiting for you to hold my hand.