Balance of Peace
When people become righteous,
and say, “I found my peace,”
it’s strange to see.
Assuming they know it all,
belittling your problems,
thinking theirs were worse.
Measuring pain
like a competition of suffering.
It’s strange to see
these unhealed souls,
disheveled people,
still trapped within their own holes,
pointing at others
when they need to look at themselv...
Friday 20th February 2026 12:38 am
Wonders of life
Today, I may cry
Yesterday was painful.
But tomorrow I smile.
Last week, I laughed.
Next week I may fight.
The wonders of emotions..
Circulating, entangled, and releasing.
And in that release
Comfort is found.❤️🩹
Saturday 24th January 2026 12:20 am
Unclear the mist
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Tuesday 30th December 2025 3:49 am
Seeing with blind eyes
Why do these eyes go wondering?
What do they see and keep pondering?
Words come out so easily
Without a thought of what pleases me.
You see this journey is not for view
It's meant for hearts - not eyes like you.
So take the hint and disappear,
Judging me is not your sphere.
Your eyes may see, but still you're blind,
What keeps you near? What do you find?
I swear, Alla...
Thursday 21st August 2025 6:30 pm
A humble bloom
Buying myself flowers💐
its such a sweet feeling.
Empowering my heart,
a quiet self- healing.
I fill up my cup,
with love that is mine.
And still pour for others,
when spirits align.❤️
Thursday 21st August 2025 6:24 pm
Carrying trauma
Shovel it up, shuffle it down
Mix it until it fades
It freezes everything
So best to let it stall.
Stalling the inner city,
Stepping into different gravity
Escaping the choking air,
Polluted with disharmony.
Wash it, ignore it, suppress it—
Then comes the wave.
It floods the senses,
Shatters the lenses.
Wednesday 28th May 2025 4:35 pm
Friends for all seasons
When seasons change
And coldness takes its place,
The symptoms of sadness shift and rearrange.
Leaves scatter, broken, brown, and dry,
Washed away or scrunched up high.
The storm breaks twigs, branches crack,
But the roots stay strong, keeping all intact.
Roots of life, spread with love and laughter,
Through these strong roots, new memories come after.
Season to season, ...
Sunday 16th March 2025 9:21 pm
Strings Unseen
Being alone is safer these days,
Than tangled in someone else's haze.
Some are trapped in their mirrored gaze,
Some lost in echoes of old yesterdays.
Some drift without knowing where to steer,
Some crave closeness, but not too near.
They disrupt the peace that I hold dear,
Wanting me just enough to disappear.
But that's more toxic than all of the rest,
Using my heart as a fleeting...
Saturday 1st March 2025 6:07 pm
Cultural Constraints in Divorce
I close my ears from the words of vain,
This time it's just me who has the last say.
In trials' grasp, where shadows loom,
The hidden lights begin to bloom.
Through storm and rain, our roots extend,
Finding the strength, where the branches bend.
In the darkest of nights, the stars align,
Within the struggle, that we define
A beauty forged in tears and strife,
The preciou...
Sunday 23rd February 2025 8:40 pm
Angels on my Journey
I just go straight to the point,
This piece don't need no intro, no joint.
In Oct 2019, darkness overtook
i found my cousin cold and limp,
She couldn’t take the rejection, or the suffering’s grip.
She chose to end it, a tragic leap,
Bruised round her neck, too much to bear,
Life lost all meaning it became thin as air.
Bathing the soft soul, i left her to be.
"I'm sorry...
Thursday 20th February 2025 4:05 pm

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