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Bibby 2d
I sought comfort in the arms of strangers and suddenly became a stranger to myself.
Be careful how much of yourself you give.
All my life I have prioritized others instead of myself every time.
Be it money, time, help, giving, and love.
I love humanity more than myself, and more than often...I have ignored the pain of being used or taken advantage of.
I hate admitting to myself that I need to take care of myself too, just because it feels selfish.
But after helping so many, there came a point where I looked around and asked myself, "Who am I?"

Helping others...
But I lost a lot of energy and used my years building other people instead of my own.

I really hope this doesn't sound arrogant.
Because it's literally the last thing I care to be.
The Law of Karma is very deep
As we sow, so shall we reap
The bad we do will make us weep  
And the good that we do, we get to keep

It's a Law of Action, a Law of Reaction
It's a Law that says, we get what we give  
A Law that ensures what goes around comes around  
A Law that's for everyone on this ground

The Law of Karma is born from our Dharma  
Karma is a Law, A Universal Law  
A Law that watches all our actions
And a Law that ensures the same reaction

If we plant tomatoes, we won't get mangoes  
If we plant cactus, we won't get a rose
So also if we do good, our reward will be good  
And if we do bad – what returns is just as bad

What is this Law of Cause and Effect?  
A Law that ensures the balance is perfect  
A Law that records everything we do  
Good or bad, it must come back to you

But how does this Law work, we don't know  
It belongs to the One who created this show  
It controls how on Earth we come and go  
Does it end at death? The answer is NO!

Our Body may die, but our Karma stands by  
We CAN escape our Karma – that is a lie!  
Our Mind will be reborn to live and to die  
And we will continue to suffer and cry

Death is not the end; it's just a bend  
Whatever we have done has to be undone  
If our actions are rewarded as we live – that's great  
Otherwise, the residue will decide our next fate

Is our body responsible for how we act?  
No, it's our mind that's in charge, in fact  
Thus, the Law of Karma is that of the Mind  
It's the ego and mind that suffers we find.

It carries the good and the bad that we do  
The score doesn't settle at death when we go  
Life after life, the score goes on  
The Karmic score decides how we are reborn

So should we suffer again and again?  
When will we finally escape this pain?  
We can if only we Realize the Truth  
We must get to the bottom; we must get to the root

What is our purpose of life on Earth?  
Are we just born to die and take birth?  
Where did we come from? Where do we go?  
The Law will go on till the Truth we know

Are we the Body? Are we the Mind?  
Are we the Ego? The Truth we must find  
The ignorance that's around us, we must rewind  
We are Energy of a different kind

The Law of Karma makes this world go round  
It's a Law that makes sure all's well on the ground  
The Law is for all who come and go  
Except for  those who understand this show

Those who realize we are not the body or the mind  
Those who are able – the Truth to find  
They are the fortunate few who escape from action  
For them, there is no Karma, no Law of Reaction

When bad things happen to the good, don't blink
It's the Law of Karma in action, just think  
If you plant a seed, you will face  the deed  
For what you do will come back to you

If you want to master the Law of Karma  
You must realize that the world is a Drama  
You must know you are not the body and the mind  
Then True Joy, Bliss and Peace you will find
Saint Audrey Jan 11
Broken security, better left to fend for
Single motives
I didn't care, or maybe couldn't
Prolonging my litany

Bad ideas, and all encompassed
Condensed in soil
All that weight that had at one time escaped me
Rooted in
Bound limb, still barely shaking in the wind

Rushing in, though silent
In the darkness, remained for the time being
For a while after
It remained unseen, and I never let it break
Unless I were to lose more in the crest
Than in the gentle erosion

Wistful despite my destitute
Predetermination
As the hallowed ground, ebbing between the night air
Saturated in amenity
Became all it could be

Should it have a will of its own
Saturated in its bleak acceptance
Breathing in the cold satisfaction

As slow and listless as the realization that
Dawned across the shallow boughs
In the fragile shadows stretching across the
Few stragglers
Ill content to let the ground below
Starved fields
Go unrepentant, for even the time being
And slowly, I look up
See the world stretching on
It's not for
The wait
For the post-mortem
So selflessly fed that disconnect
Stop calling me pretentious mom! You just don't understand my self expression!
In the morning,
I woke to this sky that was white
Brightly lit by the sun's light.
Then the temperature rose,
So rose the water droplets in the air
And now my sky was a soft blue
Reflecting all that came its way.
The show ended with all hues,
White,yellow,red,orange,blue
Creating unparalleled balance of confusion and grandeur
Just like it had planned to.
Then the sky was smeared and smudged with black
Just like the tired,innocent face of a child
After an entire day of play.
But the cold night is made warm
And it's emptiness filled
With the bright bold moon, that radiates
Like the red round dot between the jet black brows.
The tiny sparkling stars
Like the sandalwood paste on a bride's face
Shouts in celebration for all the greatness it has witnessed.

But sometimes without any rhyme or reason
The sky turns grey,
Like most of the time is my mood.
I thought it would rain,but it turned out to be like me too.
Sometimes the grey is too long
The clouds too big.
And they collide like warriors
Producing sparks from their swords.
Thus comes the lightning,the expressions on my face.
The thunder follows close,where I raise my voice.
Then finally it breaks,never into drizzles
But always a stromy rain
Causing destruction
Claiming life's on its way.
Now I have finally realized
It's better to have a drizzle every now and then
To cool the soar,instead of deepening it any more
With either the flood or the drought
It's warn and comforting
too know she feels the same
simple three the words
her to me and I to her
proclaimed
Sometimes it just needs to be said ;D
Willow Jan 7
like raindrops on the windowpane
the tears roll down my cheeks
softly pitter-pattering
on the earth below

i follow the trail of my tears
home
until i realize
i don’t have one

i resided inside of you.


W. Be
The warmth
Filling me
When you stand close,
Could ignite a thousand suns;
Delivers daydreams
Into daylight.

How can one
Be so bright
That sunlight
Dims;

Solar revolution
around love
At first sight
Nathalie Jan 6
The wonders of my
beating heart; trump
any longings I may
have wrestled with
in the past.

This new taste of
sleepy heaven, brings
me closer than I have ever
been to the realization
of my love dreams.

There is no other destiny
than the one I've crafted
from a tiny seed
in my imagination
that has now sprouted in
my story as reality.

~Nathalie
Grace Jan 3
One Winter's day the pain will fade
and letting go of you won't be so hard  
so I spend most of my time paining over scars
and bleeding hearts
and trying to live for the art.  
I drown in the sight of you
there's no way to look at you
different shades of blue covers the inside of me
with cold smoke particles glued – (to me)
producing what seems to be an endless sea of clear dew.    
As the snow falls to the ground
white nothingness fill my eyes
and all the window have been opened, and everything falls upside down.
The dying little flowers sprouting out of the snow has been placed in a place I use to call the sky
It's not too warm or too cold I need close my mind even if it’s for a little while.  
You You You You running through my empty head
No words or songs or judgements or thoughts just -You
I need to tip a whole tin of paint over me

Because me and you are through.
Seanathon Jan 2
First word a dart
Second and third Lego parts
Pieced together until the bridge is built
Until the nothingness is captured in the still
And held there in midair
As you jump the mid embrace of somber quill
And I
The hand to hold it still
Building A Realization
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