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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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”
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 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”
The Cross (That Saved Me)
I was there on that fateful Good Friday because you werecarrying me in your heart. You loved me then as you love menow. You made a pact with God the Father. You agreed to payfor my sins by shedding your own blood. When you were praying in the garden of Gethsemane, I shouldhave been thereContinueContinue reading “The Cross (That Saved Me)”
Your Choice
Some rose bright and early; they got there first and gained theworld.Others remained sleeping; they stayed put and ended withnothing. Some played along, singing and dancing; they won the jackpot.Those that did not play ball found themselves failures. Others stepped up, reaching for the top; they got wealthy.But some stayed sitting and remained stuck inContinueContinue reading “Your Choice”
‘Poetry not your forte?” Come, let’s Cruise.
If Poetry is not your forte then let me enlighten you. If you thought you had lived, Try again but this time with a dash of flavoured sounds. With words so sweet and tender they can soften the hardest of hearts. Words so wise that even our loved ones live forever in our hearts. WhereContinueContinue reading “‘Poetry not your forte?” Come, let’s Cruise.”
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