MY LEGACY I want to amass a huge inheritance made up of kindness and good deeds. It will be made up by a well of wealthy from prayers and humility. I will work my fingers to the bone and earn from the support of loved ones. I will labour for love to fill my coffersContinueContinue reading “My Legacy”
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NUMBERS
NUMBERS Numbers are so complicated to me. I have to know them only because it is expected of everyone. I dare not say out loud what goes on in my head for I may be categorised. The world sets boundaries on what is considered normal behaviour. Everything that does not conform is discouraged or shunned.ContinueContinue reading “NUMBERS”
The Undulating Field
The Undulating Fi(My response)A dull, dreary, and monotonous life, I never liked.The one I wished for was like an undulating field—challengingbut victorious.Always staying up but never looking down on anything, humanor animal.I had dreams, and their fulfilment was paramount to my being.What I had not bargained for was the world and its many faces.I hadContinueContinue reading “The Undulating Field”
ME
When I was young, I wished to grow old, to over a hundred anda score more.I wished that I would be beautiful, with a melodic voice anddancing feet.That I would be able to do anything and everything I put mymind on.That I would wonder why, in my youth, I did not do as I sodesired.LikeContinueContinue reading “ME”
The Pink Pen
This is how a little girl conqured the bully who had terrorised almost all the school children
IMMORTAL
Finding peace after bereavement.
METAMORHOSIS
We broke the bonds that undermined and made us dependent.Myths that had been stuck in our minds for generations past wererevisited, and we discarded the rot.We got rid of the images that had been created by others andcame into our own.We were illiterate and ignorant. We had been denied formalschooling because Society had seen itContinueContinue reading “METAMORHOSIS”
My Son
In his desperation for a son he lashed out at everyone. His wife, his friend and even his parents. Would there be any hope for him?
My Child
My child, I love you more than anything else in this world.I fell in love with you long before I met you.I gave up everything so I could be at your beck and call.I laboured and toiled so that you would want for nothing.When you were little, you would rush to meet me as IContinueContinue reading “My Child”
REMINISCE
I am sitting here reminiscing about our past.How we aspired to be great and looked forward to the brightfuture.That elusive state that filled our minds with hope and kept usgoing.For long, we kept going after it, while it got further away andeventually slipped out of our hands.We searched high and low, swore never to giveContinueContinue reading “REMINISCE”
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