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 Jul 2018 Farheen zehra
Aslam M
My silence does not mean I cannot argue
Its only that this  Relationship I value.
I have always lived
Deep inside my head,
I have only ever been
A visitor in this reality,

My mind's eye resides
Within a multiverse--
Universes and Dimensions
That coexist separately
Alongside this numbing reality --
Through all of the beautiful,
Messy chaos, I see
With an extraordinary vision
And clarity.

I suffer with P.T.S.D,
O.C.D, Panic Disorder
And Depression;
A Chemical Imbalance
Causing Severe Anxiety.

This is my identity
In this, here, cold, numbing world;
These are the reasons
For my vulnerability.

A gift, or a curse...
To live inside my head?

To see beyond what my eyes see...
To be able to escape
Deep inside my mind,
Slowly stripping away reality....
Watching it slowly, but surely, shed?

In my head
My mind is entrenched,
Time is nonexistent
As is limitation...
I validate theories
Using frequencies,
Vibrations, colours, numbers
Intuition and telepathy.

Only whilst visiting reality
Do I ever feel detachment,
Disorientation, depersonalisation, Derealisation and dissociation --Otherwise known as
Debilitating Anxiety.

By Lady R.F. (C)2018
We don't always have to know whether we are coming or going.  
We end up where we are regardless. There's no such thing as nowhere.
Everywhere is somewhere,
and we are always there.


"Nowhere" doesn't exist.
The universe is full of "Somewheres"
-- Even amongst the spaces between the stars is a somewhere!
Lady R.F. (C2018)
 Jun 2018 Farheen zehra
Jermon
Pride
 Jun 2018 Farheen zehra
Jermon
The pride in us
Like a balloon
Inflates
And it is up to us
To deflate

Before a nearby
Thorny bush
****** us out of existence
01.06.2018
Pride, handle with care.
 Jun 2018 Farheen zehra
Jermon
It's funny how
In a 5 foot square space
We feel confined

Yet in this
Smaller space of a mind
We are free.
24.06.2018
Examine the poem for yourselves, pretty straight forward. :)
 Jun 2018 Farheen zehra
Aslam M
Rain drops on my windshields
Blurring my vision slowly.
Off they go as the wiper is On.
I can now once again see clearly.
We often experiance many poeple giving us advices and most of the times are of no use. These temporary blind us in our Journey.  
We need to switch on our Wipers ( Literally Wipe ) these and move on with our lives and acheive our Goals.
I’m
Sitting here On the
      mountain top
Watching the sunrise

           With
a cup of coffee in hand
           today’s
   paper on the other
   I’m reminded of the
   Life I ought to have
           And
  How blessed I am
      To  be alive

          Oh my
What a beautiful
         Scenery

Nature surely knows
           How
  To put on a show

The Trees are creaking
And moaning  in the
             wind
The snakes are  hissing
The Goats  are bleating
The bears are  growling
The bees are humming
And buzzing In a
          distance
Birds high on the trees
  Clapping for the rise
            I swear
Excitements had them
Singing all morning long
           Even had
the leaves dancing
            For joy
              And
      Luckily for me
         I was there
With my cup of coffee
   In hand and today’s
    Paper on the other
To capture the moment
              Of  a
Perfect performance
         By Nature
I am so thankful for the sunrise today, which encourages me to be still and reminds me to take in  the forever changing of nature .... Now Imagine That ;)
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