#belongingness
belongingness: what does this word mean?
i would explain to my son that belongingness is something you can't touch but feel.
eden, my daughter, would get a kiss.
for many years i was looking for people i could belong to; i was on a quest. and this quest went along with fears and doubts. this quest was ******* the energy out of my mind and out of my soul...
how did this quest began, though? on a strange day, i was asked a very intimate question by a professor; a professor whose background i'm aware of; she asked me:
"do you have a religious or a political past?"
her question came out of nowhere. she blindsided me.
therefore, i wasn't prepared for an answer that could have satisfied her; regardless what my past really is about.
at this point of my life i wasn't aware about my ancestors; but the professor's questions caused me to become it.
"do you have a religious or a political past?"
i do know about my past now; but the answer i gave this lady was not sufficient for her. by the end of our conversation she said:
"i am sorry. can't shake your hand now. have to go toilet."
that was it. oh my, was i disappointed and frustrated; because this certain lady would have opened many doors for me; doors for which she administrated the keys.
you know, there are days in your life that want to you to be desperate. and yes: i was desperate. about being rejected. and that i wasn't able to have access to dorrs that lead to important conferences, meetings and to important people.
but you know what? it doesn't matter anymore.
because here, on hellopoetry, i have found a place of belogningness.
and what my real past is will remain hid: a secret in a purple-colored casket i have the key to.
hellopoetry is a place of belongingness. not just for me but for many many kind-hearted people. and i am not stating this from an opportunist's view: i can feel you guys here and sometimes i sense kindred spirits.
Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 6:30 AM UTC
father
violence
lyrics
skin color
surgery
lyrics
fame
people
lyrics
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 1:38 PM UTC
dear black folks i
want to be white
dear white folks i
want to be black
dear biracials i want to be
black and white
at the same time
(much love to my kids)
dear jews i
want to be a muslim
dear muslims i
want to be a jew
can you help me out
brother?
can you help me out
sister?
can you help me out
rabbi?
can you help me out
habibi?
i need someone
like you folks
who is aware of
DSR
Nov 17, 2019
Nov 17, 2019 at 1:25 PM UTC
dear idol i
want to be like you
dear idol i
want to be you
scratched your name into my arm
your face is my tattoo
your tattoo is my face
been listening a decade
to your lyrics i'm all
'bout it
wit it
re-in up
bossed up
fetish for dough
baby i be yours
take me as a gift
my game tizzop
Nov 16, 2019
Nov 16, 2019 at 8:56 PM UTC
A nice line I came across-
We all need to belong
To somewhere
To someone
To whom?
Where?
What?
How?
Can't figure out yet
But if we belong to
Ourselves
Our passion
Our love
.
.
.
Our
belongingness is
More than enough
To survive each day :)
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 8:16 AM UTC
I wrote a piece of **** and posted it confidently
And the only like that i get, was yours.
It was you, my bestest friend.
Will be posting some **** like this once again
Because i know that thousand many people may ignore it,
But my friend will still manage to put a smile on my face.
Stupid him will still like it.
Not because it's a great piece
But just because he loves me.
Just because he want to see me happy.
Just because we are friends.
Just because my happiness matter to him.
Just because we both love each other.............
This love does not ask for gifts from each other
Or to that matter daily goodnight kisses.
Neither does it ask for your constant attention.
In this kinda of love you need not tell me how your day had been like,
You just tell me why are you sad
And I promise to beat your misry to death.
It is different........
It's my definition of love.....
FRIENDSHIP equals LOVE.
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 2:50 AM UTC
I never felt like I belonged to anyone, or in anywhere.
I always had this feeling that i'm on my own, abstracted from all my surroundings.
Floating alone.
Detached from where I'm living.
I carry my soul & my body.
And I just wanted to feel for a moment, for a small amount of time that I belong somewhere, with someone.. because this feeling has taken over me to the point I'm afraid i'm losing myself.
Feb 17, 2017
Feb 17, 2017 at 1:12 PM UTC
You have been hurt
And so have I
The wounds from our pasts
Often come haunting by
The bad memories stuck in our minds
Dreading our hearts
Pulling us behind
But these awful recollections
Can’t decide our fate
For another chance to the relation
Is never too late
There’ll often come a storm
To sweep us off
We might wobble for a little
But it’ll be gone
This is just the beginning
And the way - too long
But I know for sure
We’ll make it till the end
Victorious and strong
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 5:56 AM UTC