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Why/When/How?!

Why did I ever stop believing

In all that’s good in this world?

When did I lose faith

In finding and keeping what’s rightfully mine!

How did I fall out of love

with the process of becoming?


Why did I let disappointments cloud my ray of hope?

When did I lose sight of my future, as bright as the stars I preach.

When did I forget that I’m as ready to take on the world as I will ever be.

How did I not see,

Hope is right around the corner;

Miracles happen without even asking;

And life is as beautiful as it can be.

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Found You

I found you.

When I sat by myself, introspecting,

You were in the reflection of the glass that I was holding.

When I walked the distance in solitary,

You were in the shadow that kept me company.

When the noise all around became overwhelming,

You were the voice in my head that got me going.

 

It was surprisingly easy to spot you in all the hullabaloo,

Once I knew what I was looking for was you.

You’re my confidence, the best part of me.

And against all odds, I found you in me.

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Scarfs and Scars

I match my scarfs with my attires,

some with colors and some with patterns.

 

Like I do my scars, with my memories

of places that I had dared to tread

where I found strength and a rush in my head

 

Like marks on my body,

that remind me of my journey,

and how worthy of them the destinations can be.

 

Now I match my scarfs with attires I wear;

Some with colors and some with patterns.

She

What Meets the Eyes

She blended effortlessly in new surroundings, like smoke bends to the slightest wind;

but the breeze always carried her scent so that she was never lost.

 

Though she drew her own boundaries, she was never trapped;

her wings made sure they weren’t her limitations.

 

When her lips curved into a smile, it was contagious enough to make her sorrows laugh.

Glamorous enough to be noticed, she wished to be seen beyond what eyes could see.

She

Piece of You.

You’re not the red on your forehead or your palms

but the red that you bleed but no one sees.

You’re not the black mascara that you put on your eyes,

but the smoky eyes gifted by your sleepless nights.

You’re not a noise in the crowd,

but the sound that resonates in people’s minds.

You’re not a glitter in the sky,

you’re the north star that has always guided you.

You’re not a mere fantasy,

you’re the thought that sparks imagination.

You’re not just a part of someone’s life,

You are the complete piece of You.