We're chasing the mirage
so vigorously now
we didn't even notice
that somewhere somehow
reality slipped away.

Remember the time when
in the alley behind my house
how we used to run
when we were kids!
Our moms would get tired
shouting our names
and we'd be lost in the games
of dungeons and dragons.
And we had all these dreams,
dreams of flying
like the superman,
dreams of building
biggest castles with the sand,
dreams of finding
homes of those butterflies,
dreams of catching
the rainbows in the skies!

I don't quite understand
what adulthood has done to me,
the gift of surprise and wonder
has been taken away unknowingly.
I still see all these things
But nothing comes across as new
All the emotions that I still feel
I want to make sure
At least one of them is really true.

I'm tired of all this made up stuff
tired of all the grown up tricks
what use are my skills and expertise
If I can't even feel my heart beats.


Would you hold my hand?
Lets try to find our haven!
We won't have a map okay?
We're going to follow the rhythm.

Far out in the distance I do see
the clouds, and I just want to be,
beneath one of them and wonder,
As they float away and thunder!

Dance along the swift sun rays
as they filter through the boughs,
laugh with the rustling leaves
on which the evening light glows!

All we need is
some good thoughts
beating wild
in a few good hearts!

And trust me
we'll do our best
to make this world
a better place! :)

unaffected elegance
genuine kindness
warmhearted affection
infectious optimism
female role model
working for a better future
wisely responsible
naturally humorous

simply lovable

Though darkness will often descend
One should remember on such days
That dark days shall come to an end
And the light will return always.

When my joy is lost, I smile because life has a lost and found.
When the power goes out, I smile because it's an adventure.
When I almost crash my car, I smile because it was just an almost.
When thunder crashes and I'm petrified with childhood fears, I hold my blankets tight and I am thankful the thunder is only a natural occurrence and not bombs crashing on my house.
When I get 2 hours of sleep because nightmares kept me awake, I laugh because I can always sleep another time.
When I forget what hope is, I smile because it's woven into my being so tightly that I can always feel it, even if I've forgotten what it is.
When I can't breathe and my world is spinning, I smile because I know I haven't died yet.
When I can no longer get out of bed because I am so sore from the pain of life, I smile because being late to school isn't the worst thing that can happen.
When everything is lost, I smile because I am lost too.

So much suffering that is diagnosed as personal is the creation and destruction of the world as we know it.
It is the twine that holds our culture together as well as the acid that disintegrates all order and the building blocks that make up our subjective reality.
Every action made against us, every child murdered, woman *****, life ruined, just is.
We are merely comprised of our reactions to the objective ******* that comes crashing through our lives, making everything hyper-personal and self-involved.
If we could just step outside of ourselves we could view things with compassion and understanding.
Countless acts of suffering went onto inspire the most beautiful art, the greatest stories, and the most historic pieces of music.
Our suffering has painted the human experience has we see it today: flawed, personal, though somehow perfect.
If we could take our suffering and view it with the beauty it might inspire, maybe, just maybe, it would be bearable.

I didn't reach here by watching where am going,
But by remembering where I have been.
The roads I have walked, the tears cried, the quagmire of
despair I trudged, the waves of ravenous immiseration
the million Heartbreaking incidences trampled
the moments many contemned me and my family...
I have reached here by always realizing the hardship wasn't
all for nothing and that every thorny road was preparing
my feet to go the distance, to walk the extra mile…
Far from the end, but the worst part is over, the jinx is broken,
I can now touch my wallet and smile, I can now dial a handset instead
of walking four miles to make Mama a call... I can now appreciate
every drop of water because I've been to the wells of hell
and lifted the fragile *** of my hopeless reality until here.
It isn't a garden of roses, but even roses have thorns and as long as I keep
the memories of the past, as long as I never forget that
I have seen worse, I will always find challenges easier
than they ought to be after all the load of destiny never gets
lighter, the donkey of our faith just grows stronger. Forgive the
past, but never make a mistake of forgetting the **** you've
been through however pungent the stench of reminiscence maybe.
I am who I am now and I will always try to be better and to want more
Because that’s what God made me for, to dream big and go dream chasing…
I’ve ploughed through the waves and it’s made me a better sailor
Who’s always aware that storms happen but they can be overcome.
Ain’t no need watching where I’m going, just need to know where I’ve been.

She looked and looked at the storm-black sky
And couldn't visualize it blue.
But still somewhere down deep within her
She knew the sun would shine again.
                                  

A dark friend lies to us all
with lips like white iron
and breath of rot

the echoes are louder for some--
     some lose

others keep on
fighting tooth and nail
shouting back with all their will

we cannot lose to a shadow
cast by this poisonous spire
we call doubt
confusion
pain
anything that drags us away
from what we already struggle
to hold onto

do not listen
do not look away
from the light that we all know
keep on the fight
we will make it

just as the darkness is adopted by us all
it is the light that has a place of
     belonging
we all know the pain
stay here and hear the truth
stay here and bask in this life
stay here

it is all here