Inside the mind of an immigrant
The pillows you’ve cried onhave had your backthan most people you know Isn’t it weird how the people you need the most in your life when you’re going through rough times, are the first ones to leave you? And sometimes the people you love, and trust are the first ones to break you. People who … Continue reading Being broken or breaking…
Why is there emptinessin your muffled cries?Where are the dreamsI once saw in your eyes? Why are you suffocatingpull yourself throughhow can you give upwhat did you just do? I didn’t do anythingI thought I did my bestthe road I once walked onslipped from beneath my steps. I strayed from my pathand I fell to … Continue reading Where are your dreams?
I cried to the earthand told her how broken I wasshe gently cradled me into her lapand told meshe was broken into piecesand only then had she become a refuge for us. Pan-Gaia (In Greek mythology Pan is the god of nature and Gaia is the earth deity) Poetry Book: Curing My Venom
Leave the scent of your soul behind I’ll follow it to get to you. But don’t go too far what if in search of you I lose myself too. Just stay close to me hold my hand and help me rise but don’t look at me like that I’ll lose myself in your eyes I … Continue reading For someone special…
I know you’re not traveling on the road you wanted to take and I know you’re very scared but I need you to be brave. Maybe this new journey has to tell you what you’re fighting for maybe it has to show you that you’re worth so much more. Don’t ever feel guilty of how … Continue reading The sky will kneel for you
