An ode for taking selfies (selfiecaption)

Take one and a thousand more
Choose the one you like
Add a little light,brush off those dark areas under your eyes,
Widen those eyes, hide those pimples
Make sure your skin tone is even.
Add a tiara or hat to hide that bush over your head.
Hide your sadness with a fake smile
It will get better with time.
Find a better background…the lake or statue is ideal,
Rock that outfit like it is an unlimited edition.
Strike a pose,bury mimi’s teachings for few seconds;you wont die.
Make sure you get that attention.
Remember the end goal.
Comments and likes are the greatest rewards for your existence.
Damn…you are so beautiful

~An Affair~

How is that possible that I find my solace in your tragedy?
I am convinced that one day will find hope through our brokenness.
Why do we keep hurting the people we love?
We ignore the voices that keep telling us to run;
Run as far as we can
Yet we still stand there…face to face
Lying to make ourselves feel better.
No one is eager to speak the truth
We’ve sworn that we have found peace through our catastrophic relationship.
Despite it all, we are convinced that will find our way home.

Vulnerability

We are convinced that one day our words will save us from our own misery. The psychological cycle which keep us trapped in a place of immediate gratification. Forgetting that nothing last long. Again, we gladly sit patiently to witness the output of our ignorance,stumpled by the fear of knowing our shortcomings and silently we choose to become a potrait hanged on the wall,admired by all. Why are we afraid to really feel our despair? We do not want to accept our vulnerability. Its a shame that we loathe the one thing that will bring us closer to understanding ourselves.

MY DARKNESS


Loneliness had allowed me to walk through darkest parts of my life.
It had taught me to pell off layers of myself which I chose to hide.
I am facing my own demons; I am no longer running away.
I’ve watched these walls of self-protection crumble down.
Allowing sadness to warm my heart, I feel so alive.
Strangely; this journey is transformative.
Slowly I am becoming my true self.
I am becoming more attentive.
This might sound destructive but nonetheless this time is crucial.
Crucial for becoming resistance and totally aware that this too shall pass.
An important gift you could give yourself.

My brokeness

Let me open the door of my supressed thoughts, memories and feelings.
Experienced passively and undoubtedly with the aim to break me into pieces.
I want to relive the same moment.
I want to feel the agony of lies, hate and harsh events.
I want to feel the loneliness curling me up within the darkness.
Seeing the depth of my brokeness
Leaving me starved for God’s salvation.
Paralysed by my ignorance.
Let me overdose on fake friends and fake laughter to numb this pain temporarily.
Indulge myself with sadness
Until I reach a point which all of these will be enough?
Then I shall carve words that are pleasant enough to suit your liking

The underlying conspirancy of loving someone

The heart never felt contented,always wanting what is really impossible to get,

Haunted by dellusional thoughts that lingers in your mind,

Fulfilling it desires without considering the circumstances,

forgeting to gather useful facts, one cannot force the other person to love him back,

The success story will take place once you reach an agreement,

Stiilness of time provoke your inner self.

Dissappointments increase the level of your bitterness,

your soul yearning to get and feel th promised happiness,

When you wake up from your dreams, you realised that you’ve been left in darkness,

The cut really runs deep,Numbness is the only thing you feel,

Lost closure keeps you blind, give yourself time to regroup,

many had went through the same experience,

You ain’t alone, You only human.

there are certain things you cannot control,

What’s the point of inviting the beast into your home,

ought to leave a scar behind,evicting himself when he had enough

Left his luggage in your closet, creating clutter in your own house.

Cried yourself to sleep,examining your numb, motionless body to feel the pulse

Embrace the feeling of being alive, entitled to acheive greater things, no doubt. 

I was wrong

Sometimes we tend to judge very quickly,

Build our judgement without crucial evidence,

react impulsively,yet we portray our nature as being considerate

When we realise that we made  a mistake

We become embarrassed to go to the soul we’ve hurt to ask for forgiveness.

Feeling reluctant to deal with the problem on hand,

giving ourselves false hope that time passed will bring healing,

Yet the unattended problem keeps on growing,

we need to deal with our differences while we still have time

Tomorrow it might be too late

Our ignorance wil make one to start to hate

accept your flaws,nothing was built with utmost perfection

Except God’s creation

Do not bueden yourself with other people’s expectations,

You are bigger than your imagination,

the truth is immutable,

All people are fallible

Stay firm in what you believe in, be faithful

Trust your instincts,do not allow doubtful thoughts to over power you

Accept you’ve made a mistake,

Allow peace to fill your troubled soul,

Let go of all the bad energies that had consume your soul and heart

Never let them to tear you apart, Ii is fine to let things be…without a fight

Sometimes we need to step back a little,take deep breath and take time to react.