Belief.

Aspire. To be you. Nothing but you.
Simply you. In your own simple ways.
Be true. Human. Truly human.

Believe. Just believe. You deserve it.
Breathe. Just breathe. And wait.
Patiently. Impatiently. Have faith.
Faith. In destiny. Faith. In fate.

Believe. In love. In efforts. In forever.
No if. No maybe. No never.
Somehow. Some day. Have hope.

He will come. It will happen.
Just right. Just perfect. Forever.
Till then. Believe in love. Love for you.
Self love. Self belief. Sufficience.

Click-Clack-Click

Click-clack-click.
I whisper to my stilettos,
Purring at them not to squeak,
They cackle, oh those foes.

I walk faster. They clack higher.
Click-click-clickity-click...

Zoom. A car comes by,
I jump and I yelp,
Boom it stops, "Oh dear God why?"
Reverse. Screeech. "Help..."

Blaring of cheap music.
Clinking cheap beer.
Hic. Hic. Hic.
Sparking fear.

"Go away" I murmur,
Shocked at my sound,
Readying to scream, I shiver,
As they gather around.

Hoot. Hoot. Then Whistle.
My head. Throb. Throb. Throb.
Click. Clack. I back into a thistle.
Grunt. Grunt. Grunting at the mob.

Growl. Growl. From behind the car.
Woof. Woof. Woofing. And a bark.
No longer from afar.
Fwip, fwip of a tail in the dark.

Shush, shush of the men.
And a wag, wag. Bark.
A bite. A yell. Then two. Then ten.
And clack-clack-clack, out of the damn park.

Look. Inside.

The flicker of a candle blown.
Struggling to stay still.
Reflecting you. As you hone.

Look inside. Awaken.
Find the universe within.
Pick up the pen.

Verse. About beauty beholden.
Inner. Outer. What shows the mirror.
About your soul, black and golden.

Shirk the unworthiness inside.
Focus, instead, on..
The galaxies in your eyes, wide.

Feel. Your pulse. Thriving.
Discover the light you emit.
Explore the seas of your spirit. Dive in.

Be insatiable. But also be content.
With your delicate little heart.
Breathe. Straighten what was bent.

Crave. Attention. Validation.
Yours and yours alone.
Just love. Sparkle. Beyond limitation.

No Longer Us

I heard it in the passing winds, 

The message that it sent;

Of a son in the army,

To a mother on her death-bed.

I saw it in two strangers,

In prayer as they bent;

And I saw it in the eyes,

Of a man newly-wed.

I saw it in the wrinkles,

Of a young mother working hard;

In the waves, each morning,

Pulling sand in its yard;

I found it in the story,

Of an old King’s bard.

Excited, I turned,

To the love of my life;

Disappointingly, in those blue eyes,

Love I didn’t find.

Lover, I no longer was,

I was just a bloody wife;

Immense love all around,

But ‘us’, it could not bind.

BRAVE

He walked an unknown path,
Facing, a lot of wrath,
A way he knew though, by heart,
A connect he felt, right from the start

He had lived his life away,
Waiting patiently,
Counting days to this day

And as he put one step after another,
Shivering slightly, summoned hither

He were brave, for he overcame fear,
Walked out of the closet,
Smiling through a happy tear

He, sorry, 'she', looked utterly beautiful,
For finally giving into the pull,
She became who she was deep inside,
Her own self, she need no longer hide.