In days of yore, I sought the world’s acclaim, My self-worth tied to each passing name. I chased the wind, my heart on fire, Seeking validation, my soul’s desire. But like a mirage, each praise did fade, Leaving me dry, my spirit jaded. I found no solace in their
Category: Life
DEAD WITHIN
In the depths of the mind’s despair, A dark storm brews, a burden to bear. When frustrations rise like waves so high, A call echoes out, a sinister sigh. For in this realm, where thoughts reside, A troubling truth begins to confide. When the mind wearies, lost in dismay,
REWRITE YOUR YESTERDAY FOR TOMORROW
In your hand, a blank sheet awaits, With a pen, create new tales, no debate. For tomorrow’s canvas, rewrite your past, With words that rejuvenate, shadows cast. Let the ink flow upon the pristine page, Unleashing wonders, turning a new page. Yesterday’s errors, now mere whispers in time, As
A SIGH OF RELIEF
In a world of worry, stressed and tight, There comes a moment, a beacon of light. Amidst the chaos, a gentle reprieve, A sigh of relief, a chance to believe. When burdens weigh heavy, hearts start to ache, Stress forming shadows, each step we take, Through all the chaos,
PRETENCE AND FALSEHOOD
In a world where pretence holds its sway, Why do we choose to hide, day by day? Why paint a smile upon lips that ache, When truth within our hearts is at stake? Falsehood, a shield we often don, To guard our vulnerability, we con. But why lie about
HOW LONG SHOULD I WAIT?
How long should I wait for the promise you made? In this world of uncertainty, my patience starts to fade. I believed in your words, held them close to my heart, But now I’m left wondering, when did our trust depart? How long should I wait for the truth
LEFT IN PAIN, LIVE IN GAIN
Once left in pain, now I’m living in gain, From heartache’s chains, I broke the disdain. Though scars remain, my spirit won’t wane, For strength I regain, I’ll rise above the bane. In darkness’ embrace, I used to reside, Tears I’d erase, emotions I’d hide. But now I’ve found
STANDING IN MY GRAVE
I’m standing in my grave, a somber place, Where time stands still, in this eternal space. The echoes of silence whisper in my ear, As I ponder the purpose of why I’m here. The earth beneath me, cold and unmoving, As if nature itself had ceased its grooving. But
WHAT WOULD YOUR EXCUSE BE?
What would your excuse be, my dear? Your silent treatment is killing me clear I yearn for a word, a gesture, a sign To unravel the mystery, this silence of thine Is it a game you wish to play? To toy with my heart day after day Are you
SOMETIMES I WONDER
Sometimes I wonder, deep in my mind, If anyone’s glad to have me, they find. Amidst the noise and chaos of this life, Do I bring joy, dispelling all strife? In every room, I seek for a sign, A glimmer of warmth, a love that’s divine. Do my words