No you said it would be at this time?
Where was it suppose to be?
How was I to know I was to bring that?
Who did say was organizing this?
What was the problem with the pinata?
When will I learn to ask these questions ahead of time!
No you said it would be at this time?
Where was it suppose to be?
How was I to know I was to bring that?
Who did say was organizing this?
What was the problem with the pinata?
When will I learn to ask these questions ahead of time!
It is more than just words.
Gestures, eye rolls or shrugs
also convey emotions.
The body has a language of its own.
Hence when a gentle touch
elicits such a strong emotion
all that is asked
is please listen
and maybe use your words
when needed.
Asleep.
Sick.
Heights.
In Love.
Behind.
It is always when you hit the bottom
you realize just how much it hurts.
Sitting on my stoop.
Making me uncomfortable
wondering why they are there.
I let the cat out
and they apologize for being there.
Not all men still means
women still don’t know their intentions.
Supplies!
Lunch Snacks!
Shoes!
Backpacks!
Orientation!
Bussing Schedules!
First Day Back!
Relief for the moms who drove themselves crazy
trying to get everything done in time!
Mistakes happen.
You say the wrong thing.
A small gesture is interpreted wrongly.
The meaning has been lost.
Understanding of the situation is seen differently.
How are we to act next?
What can you do to repair this night
Or what if the friendship is lost forever!?
Too many demons roil around in the brain.
Fear is the strongest and anxiety its companion.
Thoughts go on.
Sleep eludes as the events
Continue to play out
Over and over again.
No relief can be seen
And the next day is no better
As you try to live life normally.
My writings are sincere.
I use my heart to tell the stories
That others may enjoy.
I find my musings
Whimsical
Or deep
Depending on mood.
My problem lies
With a caption
That might describe
What lies within
The words.
My friend,
Will you help me?
She has the right to decide.
Simple.
Elegant.
Yet so often she is ignored.
Denied.
Subverted.
and so she becomes traumatized.
Ruthlessly.
Heartlessly.
Yet, she still stands strong.
Hope.
Resilience.
Female through and through.
Strong.
Powerful.
That is why they seek to silence her.
Colours are a luxury.
The black is all you need.
It tells the story
of the woes you endure
making sure
to remind you
of the darkness
that awaits you.
Go buy the colour ink
it’ll be better for your soul!
The ancient books
describe the hardships
endured by ancestors.
What today
would be a sickness
so evil
as to destroy
the world and cause
everyone suffering?
Lack of Hope.
The belief that
Nothing
can be done
to change the situation.
Yet,
Hope
still survives.
Usually in the most unexpected of places.