Rudyard Kooistra on
4 hours ago
Which of these outlooks should one make?
What perceptive path is it right to take? -
To believe that fortune shall prevail?
Or that our hopes and dreams are sure to fail?
Should we look towards the side that's bright,
And that there's an end to our problems in sight?
Should we always look through rose-tinted specs?
Or believe gloom is what we should expect?
Is it better to expect the w...
Saturday 3rd July 2021 6:59 pm
Heavy is the head that wears the crown,
Mine carries the burden of anxiety which weighs it down.
Often my thoughts flood irrepressibly as I try to remain sound,
But my fears anchor deeply, and I start to feel myself drown.
The rivers of solicitude and unease conflux,
Flowing downstream into the dam acting as my emotional crutch.
It can no longer regulate this pressu...
Tuesday 9th March 2021 11:53 am
Sleepless night, cold thoughts,
with the hidden warm spots.
Novel plans, scared mind,
with the tight positive bind.
Large world, little we,
with the strong belief tree.
Inside us, heart and mind are having terror play,
Where heart always scored high, With the point
''Everything Is Okay''.
Thursday 18th February 2021 3:41 pm
I’ve weathered storms that I thought would drown me
I’ve learnt to soar in winds I thought would consume me
Out of the ashes must rise a new Phoenix
Being refined by fire
Through it, I’ll rise higher
The flames provide the fuel
As I soar to my strength
Refined by fire
A faith that stands.
Tuesday 25th August 2020 9:47 am
When sun comes against all odds
And the colours of life just pop
Or when the rain falls
It falls and falls
And you wet your lips
With piping hot tea
With warm biscuit
Savour the crumbs
Cosy and safe
In the arms of a jumper
The padding of the sofa,
Like a huge hug
Or when your face aches,
Your stomach vibrates
Because you are fighting to breathe
Tuesday 18th February 2020 5:52 am
in the winter of my agony
july's heat long forgotten,
january's frost an eternal constant
Tuesday 6th March 2018 10:30 pm
Faces are dull, lamps are lit,
The room is black and I am alone,
Dreaming something but reality is different,
I don't know what's going to happen
I didn't know what will I do
Stand upon the stool
Or see in a mirror like a fool,
But I said to myself, 'I have to be cool'
Nothing seems to be different,
As I follow the same me,
I have no difference nor glee in me.
Everyone has come ...
Sunday 7th February 2016 3:58 pm