Tag: #selfcare
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Sign Posts

No matter what direction I take in my life I always come to this center. This anchor. This cornerstone. Over the years no matter how far I feel I have wandered from my core I am reminded that, though it may not seem like it, but I am on the path I am supposed to…
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Liquid of Life

This rage that runs In my veins like Pristine liquid of heavenCan burn through theVoices of angels choirBut it waters the bloomsIn the darkness of myHeart that nurses theSavage slashes of painThat nests in my bones.It warms the cold floorOf my self worth thatBrittles up like leavesIn the snarky winter ..An act of rebellion ofTheir…
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Tick Tock, F%#* The Clock

Each day I push throughA pile of todos, must dos Should dos, could dos All I see is the undone dos Wake up, fight the fightSleep, wake up, repeat.Yes I am obsessed for iFear am loosing time &Maybe I am also loosingMy mind. For to sit stillIs a to do I just cannotGet done. I…
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My Unraveling Life

am a 41 year old, single woman, living in India. My life is privileged. I had parents that raised me in a middle class environment, gave me an education that helped me find a job. I have made good of these opportunities graced on me. I have a life that is not bad at all.…
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Lego Pieces

His memories areLego pieces scatteredOn the floor of me life..No map, no instructions I have no clue how this Puzzle fits and it’s the Hardest one thus far Of my entire life. I can’tGive it up like smoking& trying to solve it is Exhausting like a toxic Old friendship..thus goesA never ending loop of days.Today…
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The Shape Of Love

Love, a word most used.. Everywhere, by all, oftenA cloud of opinions trail itLike a train of a brideWalking down the aisle.. But lately, to me, it isn’tA Word. I see it in variousShapes, forms, acts ..The dog jumping into my Bed to wake me in the morningNeighbors kid running to hisDad returning from work,…
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An Ode & Oath To My Body

This body, the one u see is the ultimate gift I have received for no reason. That’s what I know now. It was not the case, for a very long time. It was never perfect in my eyes. It was too short, too dark, too fat, too wide. There was always a big “IF” attached…

