Author: afro387
the zen experience
In With The Old, Out With The New!
Here comes 2022! Where all our issues and problems disappear and life goes back to normal! Gee, I can’t wait, can you tell? Throw your resolutions away boys and girls, it’ll be too fast a ride to be holding on to anything. I’d just like to say that I don’t mind admitting to foreshadowing, After…… Continue reading In With The Old, Out With The New!
I Grew Up
From the dust whence I came,From the clot of blood that formed me,From the gene, the very DNA I carry,Rising through the dust,Working my way out of the valley,Defying the oddsWriting my own story.I grew up.Conforming was never a consideration,Finding my own path and wanting to be different, always,Fuelled me.My drive, my passion, my tenacity.Words…… Continue reading I Grew Up
Breathe
every now and again, remember to breathe, even if it isn’t the easiest thing to do, especially when your head is just above the water, when it’s easy to get caught up in the ne’er do wells of your thoughts, remember to breathe, even if it seems like the most illogical thing to do, even…… Continue reading Breathe
That time of Year.
It’s that time of year again. The euphoria of the season Food, music, movies, the traditions. It’s that time of year again. When we make merry and memories. When we see loved ones we haven’t seen all year long. My favorite time of year. Reminiscing childhood memories. Remembering all who are not here with us.…… Continue reading That time of Year.
Ad Infinitum
Ad Infinitumno one can hold a candle to your fire, a knife to your sword, your whisper is like an earthquake in the depth of high seas, on land it is like a horrifying mudslide, at the sound of your voice beings quiver, none can question your might, none can question your power, none can…… Continue reading Ad Infinitum
Ode to Harmattan
Twice as much of everything as and when it becomes a daily routine,Twice as much lotion, until your skin is sore,Twice as much cleaning, because, well, dust,As Vaseline again makes a red carpet appearance,I make my floors a skating rink,And please, don’t forget your water, parched throats are no joke, Harmattan, those cold, short, heart-attack…… Continue reading Ode to Harmattan
Damsel in Distress
Dear damsel in distress, Did the dragon lock you up in the tower? Did you bite the poisoned apple of the wicked witch? No one is coming! Dear damsel in distress, There is no Prince and neither is he charming. Think outside the box and get yourself out of this mess. Prince Charming is nothing…… Continue reading Damsel in Distress
Self-Inflicted
I went to bed hoping that she didn’t see the things that I did to myself. But I know she did. I know she did. She watched me ever so intently from the corner of her eye, When I stood in the mirror and we made eye contact, she looked away, For the brief moment…… Continue reading Self-Inflicted
How are you? Really!
How are you?Really!Behind the big smile and the all is well.The inner tears you cry,The deep thoughts of fear and uncertainty.Are you fine?Really!Underneath the heavy layers of makeup.Keeping all your scars in check.I ask again…..How are you?Really!Truth is, I am good, never been better.I admit, I don’t have it easy.I have a ton of burden…… Continue reading How are you? Really!
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