Tag Archive | Poetry

The other side

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It’s easier to appreciate the light
When you have spent some time in darkness

It’s easier to prize clarity of mind
If you have struggled with anxiety

It’s easier to know the value of friends
If you go through hard times and they stand by you

Darkness, anxiety, and challenges
Have their purpose in our lives

But sometimes it’s easier to see the value
Once we are on the other side

December 20th, 2019

Create your reality

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When a negative thought comes your way
Replace it with a positive one
Don’t give in to it
Turn your head the other way
When you are about to complain
Think about what you are thankful for

Noble thoughts
Lofty thoughts
Loving thoughts
Create a positive reality
Nothing has changed
Except our attitude
And what we have chosen to focus on

Our thoughts are powerful
We need to stir them in the direction of optimism, high mindedness and gratitude

December 18th, 2019

Stigma

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We are considered weak by some

Defective, strange and to be avoided by others 

It looks like we don’t try hard enough and

Don’t have the determination to beat our condition

 

Whereas to not give up hope 

During the dark days of depression 

Requires a herculean effort 

As well as the support of family and friends

 

To get up each day knowing that a struggle is ahead 

And march on anyway

To endure the pain of depression 

A pain that cuts deep

 

To reach out to others

When all we want to do is isolate ourselves further

To pursue treatment that is not one size fits all

And to smile from time to time

And carry on with our responsibilities and obligations 

 

These are qualities of a courageous, patient and determined person 

Who doesn’t give up despite the challenges she faces

For days and sometimes months on end

 

So please don’t think we are weak

Have compassion for us

And be part of the group of people

Who help reduce the stigma 

 

December 15th, 2019

Coloring our lives

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The things that give color to our lives

During gray days, are:

Friendship with people who lift us up and inspire us

People whose positive energy can be felt 

People who make us smile

 

Creating art

Getting lost in the act of creation

And forgetting all else

 

Listening to music which is

“The ladder of the soul”

 

Prayer and meditation 

Going to that unknowable place

We all come from

And basking in its light and warmth 

 

Being helpful to others 

Why is it that when we do that

We smile and feel joy in our hearts?

 

Spending time in nature

The vast creation that surrounds us

Marveling at its beauty and grandeur 

 

Traveling

Finding ourselves in new places

With new people 

Who may see things differently from us

Recalibrating how we see the world

 

I’m sure there are other things that

Color our lives

These are only a few that come to mind

 

December 7th, 2019

Blessed

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Blessed to be feeling well

Blessed to have time to write

 

Blessed with my family

Blessed to live in freedom

 

It’s these seemingly little things we take for granted

That affect us so much

 

They don’t scream at us

They whisper very softly 

 

It’s when we lose these things

That we notice how important they are

 

Anytime I want to complain

I ask myself what I’m thankful for

 

I remind myself of the little things

And listen very carefully

December 4th, 2019

Injustice

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What is the color of injustice?

It’s midnight black

And like the darkness of the moonless night

It wraps itself around you and starts squeezing

Injustice like a black cloth blindfolds you 

And wrapped around your mouth, silences you

Injustice like a rope

Ties your hands behind your back and restricts you

Injustice is the thief that steals the light 

Temporarily 

But the darkness of injustice 

Will give way to dawn

That day will come 

November 2019

Answers

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There are so many questions I ask myself

Why?

Why now?

Why again?

Didn’t I learn?

Why didn’t I see before what I see now?

Are there any good answers to these questions?

The answers are blowing in the wind

As the song says

The answers are illusive

My head becomes a jumble of thoughts

And it’s hard to make sense of it all

I can’t stop asking these questions though

I need clarity

Sometimes I need to accept the pain even though 

I don’t have good answers to my questions 

Sometimes all I can do is take it one day at a time

Or one hour at a time 

Sometimes all I can do is to lean 

On my friends and family for a while

I may never find the answers 

But I will surly survive this painful experience 

November 22nd, 2019

Silenced

img_5386When you stop people from talking

When you close the schools down

When people can’t go to work

And the nation comes to a stop

There is something that’s not right

Something that can’t be explained away

In this age of communication 

There is something wrong if you don’t let 

people communicate

The seeming peace is a mirage

The embers are burning under the logs

Fire can still erupt from those embers

If the conditions are right 

It’s not silence when you cover someone’s mouth

It’s not freedom if you don’t let people talk

 

November 17th, 2019

Thinking of the people of Iran

Uncertainty

 

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Sometimes in life

You have to live with uncertainty 

And wait for clarity

Sometimes this depends on the people around us

Whose decision affects us

Certain questions don’t have a yes or no answer right away

The answer could be I don’t know or maybe, I’ll tell you later

How does one deal with uncertainty?

Perhaps through faith in the people around us

Those whose decision will impact us

Perhaps through prayer

Perhaps through resignation 

Accepting things as they are

In any case uncertainty is part of life

 

November 15th, 2019

Eternity

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Is eternity too long to live

After we leave this world?

Will we get bored?

What are we going to do with all that time?

Eternity is very long

Will we have things to do, places to go, things to see?

They say we will be spirits

But what does that mean?

Why all this secrecy about life after we die?

There must be a wisdom in it

That we’ll only then find out

 

October 30th, 2019

Inspired by Emily Dickinson’s

‘Because I could not stop for death’