Tag: poetry

What IF

What if…

She wanted more,

A lot more.

Beyond what we saw,

Beyond what we felt;

What we thought was a life full of happiness and wealth.

What if…

She wanted more,

A lot more,

Because what she saw was all a dream

A life that existed as a cover to hide what was real.

What if…

She showed the world what it wanted to see?

Her life – your entertainment, and it was all for free.

What if…

What she showed the world was all a lie?

And the only strength she had, she used not to break down and cry…?

What if…

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She was not just a woman, but she was the one wearing the cape,

And the idea of a superMAN was all so fake?

What if…

She wasn’t the one in need of saving,

And respect was the only things she’s been craving.

What if…

She could share her pain with the world and not be judged?

Ms. Misunderstood just wants to be Ms. Understood.

What if…

She was seen for who she is, and not who we told her to be?

Another one of us; a person like you… a person like me.

What if…

She could just let go, LIKE US

Show weakness, LIKE US

Be vulnerable LIKE US

Stop fighting for one day… LIKE US

And feel alive

Feel what it means to smile

Feel what it means to not be empty inside

Feel the climax of happiness like a roller-coaster ride…

What if…

She could be her own person

Create her own life

Set her own rules

Be her own self!

What if…

We didn’t have to ask what if!!

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She Just Wants To Live

……..what is she to do?

Growing up in a world where she’s judged by everything assumed, but nothing that’s true.

Her person, her character, her actions……HER LIFE,

All that she is, taken away from her by HIS words.

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She wakes up everyday just as everyone does,

Happy and confident…

….until she remembers how yesterday was.

She’s haunted….traumatized….

By the reality…..

Not HER reality, but the reality of the society she lives in.

 

No one knows her but herself,

No one understands her but herself.

Her life is an open book, every page filled with words,

But yet when HE reads her, who she is cannot be heard.

He erases her story and writes HIS own,

Smudged ink stains all over, scratching away all of her that she’s known.

 

HE tries to devaluate the human that she is, the woman that she is!

 

WOMAN! A word that holds a magnitude of meaning,

A word that is being misinterpreted for no reason.

This woman isn’t trying to be better than him,

But yet his insecurities needs satisfaction with a win…

That’s why he forces her to compete…

…..in a system that bets against her, the same one that labels her inferior and incomplete.

 

Such ignorant labels given to her by this “strong” man……

He calls himself that, hiding and cowering behind who he truly is……..WEAK!

So you tell me!

How can you blame her for being traumatized?

 

When, as she leaves her home, she’s being followed by judgmental eyes,

She’s being accused and singled out by bias, justified by systematic lies.

Being twisted and bent not to test her flexibility,

But to reach the breaking point of her entirety.

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She’s not hopeless, she just hopes less….

She wants as much fun as he has,

She wants the same opportunities that he gets,

She works just as hard as he does……

But yet it’s still not enough.

 

……what is she to do when…?

He explores all corners of his imagination and gets a pat on the back,

But if she dares to explore all corners of her room, her reputation is attacked.

 

Fuckin’ double standards….

Fuckin’ coward……

Fuckin’ WEAK!

 

But despite this,

Despite knowing what she knows,

Despite these intolerable acts against her,

She gets up every morning, gets dressed and faces the world!

………she refuses to let him win even when the odds are against her.

She’s a survivor….NO…she LIVES!

Because she has the strength of a WOMAN!!

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There’s No Place Like Home

Home is where the heart is.

He’s drifting away…….! Far beyond what he knows, far beyond where he wants to be and even further beyond where his thoughts can take him. He’s lost beyond words can explain, lost beyond his own understanding, so far gone that he can feel insanity clenching while he’s still trying to keep a tight grip on his sanity.

He’s almost lost beyond the point of no return but he refuses to admit it out loud or to himself, he refuses to accept that he’s lost his way! Too much pride and too much sadness, he clings to what little hope he has  bottled up and powers through what seems to be HOPELESSNESS! As his brain fights to grab hold of the words, they manage to slip between the grasp and everything that clouds his mind remains unheard.

BUT he’s still determined and trying to get back home…..

To a place of comfort, to a place of security; to a place of trust, to a place where he’s free. Free from the sadness, free from loneliness, free from the burden and free from this journey that seems to have no destination. You see, he knows where home is or where it’s supposed to be, but he just doesn’t know how to get there. He’s a homeless man walking a path with no map, no compass and no plan but getting there.

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There’s a well known quote that says “when it rains it pours”. This quote resonates so much with him because it’s just those nights, those rainy nights a temptation begins to overwhelm him, a temptation that whispers to him, “young man it’s cold outside, just knock on the door of one of these beautiful houses and seek shelter”. He’s only human so he considers the option. He considers how tired his feet are and how cold & wet outside has been. He considers how tough it has been walking streets night after night and alone. Regardless of it all, his HOPE and DESIRE to be HOME allows him to walk past all of these open doors without setting foot on the doorstep.

He isn’t guided by the obvious instruments that are granted to us to see, he uses what not even eyes can see and that’s the DESTINATION. Now, close your eyes and open your heart: The home that he seeks isn’t a structure nor is it a building, it’s a place where his mind, body and soul can live and feel fulfilled, for fulfillment is part of what he seeks.

Despite what I just told you, the home he seeks, HIS home that he is seeking is surrounded by walls. These walls stretch long and tall, as tall as Jericho’s and just as those, he is determined they too will fall.

You see, he’s not intimidated by any obstacle that stands in his way, as long as he finds himself on the right side of them. In most cases he prefers to be on the outside of walls, but in this case he seeks comfort on the inside. He’s a man seeking shelter and comfort, so all he really wants is to be trapped in a place he calls home!

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He just wants to be trapped in your love..........
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Dear Young Men, Being A Brother Is Practice.

Dear siblings, I’m not sorry to inform you that you’re all experiments.

Young men! Young, caring, loving men. Your life has more meaning than you may know, your role has more effect than you may think, your being has more pressure than you should have, nevertheless, here you are. Generalizing is a very tricky and sensitive way to go about judging who someone is, or in other cases, could be. BUT young men, the evolved status of your brother-ship has been tarnished by many before us, and we must begin to scrub away that stain. You see, being a brother is the first step to becoming a father. There’s a first for both, but there’s only 1 result, and that is to be GREAT at it.

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I’ve been thinking on my role as an older brother for some time now. What I’ve done for my siblings, what I do for them, and also what I will eventually (be able to) do for them. I’m not in any way trying to create a formula or a fixed guideline, I’m simply trying to bring about awareness. My focus is to help you discover just how important you are, and just how important the process is for your siblings and of course yourself.

Before we continue I just want to make one thing clear. When I use the term “brother”, I’m using it as relation by bond and not only by biology. There is no way to run away from your responsibilities, just as there is no way to run away from your influence.

 Being an older brother you will find yourself being quite involved in the lives of your younger siblings. Your role ranges from motivating, emotionally supporting, guiding, you’ll sometimes find yourself being a personal driver and at other times, a bank (of course without the payback part), and believe me when I tell you, the list goes on. It’s all an experience, it’s all an experiment. There’s no one way to be a big brother, there’s no one way to be a parent, but this experience is a start to figure out what works for you.

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So dear young men,

YES, there is be a lot of pressure and there is a lot of responsibility. Someone will always be looking up to you, someone will always be watching you and you will always guide someone, just know that it’s all practice for raising your own (eventually).

It can be easy, but it will be hard. As long as you try, as long as you transform yourself into the right example, as long as you embrace your responsibility, you will make it work. The trick is treating your siblings how you would want to be treated, treating your siblings how you will treat your child(ren), treating your siblings exactly how you want your child (who will become a sibling) to treat their siblings. The first step starts with you, create a trend that inspires positivity!!

And dear siblings,

Just know that being an experiment doesn’t associate itself with negativity. You should be proud to have an older sibling that’s trying to perfect kindness and positive influence on you. Embrace the love and let the positive influence you.

Best wishes,

A brother trying to be a GREAT brother, a brother aspiring to some day be a GREAT father, a brother trying to lead brothers to be BETTER brothers.

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Happiness Is Your Compass

As you keep turning or flipping the calendar, you’ll come to a period where you will need to ask yourself a question or 2. Is it a must? No, but it’s a should.

So I’m guessing you’re waiting to read what these questions are, fine! Keep reading then…….Remember, I’m not forcing you, it’s just an opinionated suggestion. 

Question 1: What makes you happy? What are the things that drive you or motivate you?

Question 2: Are you genuinely happy, or are you just being content? Are you settling for your current life status?

Question 3: Are you accomplishing what you want out of life, or what people are expecting of you? Is your life story being written by you or others?

Question: Are you alive or living? It’s one thing to have life, but are you using it?

Now, you may think that these are pretty basic question, which may well be true, but don’t be so quick to judge. Ask yourself how simple they really are.  Are they simple to answer, or are they just simple to read and understand? If you don’t know the answer to a question, you’ll never be able to answer it. You see, the thing about not self-reflecting or evaluating your life is, you become quite unaware. Unaware from the most simple things in your life to the most complex. You become so comfortable with the way your life is going that you sometimes settle and ‘go with the flow’. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying that this in itself is a bad thing, but ask yourself another question……why settle? 

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Happiness isn’t about being accepting or being okay with your current situation. Happiness is about being where you want to be in every context. Where you want to be physically, mentally…….in general, being where you want to be in life. But to be there you need to know where there is and what it is that makes you happy. You will have family and friends who are ambitious FOR you, they will want FOR you, they will HOPE for you, they will expect FROM you, but at the end of the day they have no idea exactly what it is you really want. Their vision should never be your goal. Not because it looks and sounds good means that your path, there are many other paths that look and sound good. So…..Is that what you really want? Is that where you really want to go? Is that who you want to be? Will that make you happy? As you can see, it all ties in which each other.

You owe it to yourself to be the captain of your own ship, so take control of the wheel and steer your life in the direction that you want to head. You see, true happiness comes from accomplishing your own goals, doing what YOU want to do, being where YOU want to be, and only when you are doing so you are truly living…..LIVING YOUR LIFE! Take some time out and reflect on your life, ask yourself the relevant questions, answer the questions and live your life how you want, you deserve to live your life happy doing what you love.

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Mind Gone

This is the hardest part of it all, accepting. There are so many thoughts, emotions, and feelings that’s caged inside of your body with no point of escape. I can feel it all bottling up inside of me, unsettled – as if my mental is a victim of my physical. They say “caging a beast will never end well in the end”, at this point I can attest to that. My sanity is going, I’m losing grip of my control, I’m simply losing my mind. Don’t take this lightly, I mean this is in every context you’re able to put that line in.

My life is one that’s been on a journey. My mental was built on experience, what little I may have to some, what great amount I have according to myself. I’ve molded my mental with confidence, not of it’s ability to hold my mind, but with confidence that my mind would not be altered by external factors. But you see, I’m a dreamer, some may call me something of an optimist. I’m hopeful in what greatness tomorrow may bring, by of course excluding the negative possibilities.

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It seems thought that reality is winning against this fantasy of a world I’ve been hiding behind. This charade, this facade of a life. I’ve sentenced my mind to a lifetime of no escape, no chance of being free, for the only FREEdom I had was if my mind stayed with me. I can feel the battering, the tearing down of walls, the movements searching a way of escape. I cannot allow my fortress to be breached, I WILL not allow that.

I’ve realized and decided that I must win this battle, but to win takes great sacrifice. My mind will never be at peace if it’s not at peace. Enough of the fighting, it’s time to start ACCEPTING what is and put your mind to rest.

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