Ripples of my Reflections

I think, therefore I write

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Broken promises

Your words lie scattered around me
In my dreams, in reality, on paper and in my memories
I keep asking myself, was any of them true?
Even for that one instant when they escaped your lips
This hurt tells me a story, one that oozes with my trust
And its broken heart, and of course, your broken promises.

Your mirages surround me all day
Morning, noon and night, when I am asleep and awake
I don’t expect any respite from your ghosting
It’s all my own making, I know that very well
This pain tells me a story, one that drips with my love
And its broken wings, and of course, your broken promises.

Your memoirs fill my room, nook and corner
Without the heart to throw them out,
And without the heart to look at them either
I shut my eyes and think of the world as a dark tunnel
This blind sight tells me a story, one that stinks of my denial
And its persistence, and of course, your broken promises.

Your fragrance is still on my bed sheets,
Reminding me of the warmth and cosiness,
Illusions I know, but comforting ones nevertheless
I curl a bit more inside them, hoping it would all come back
This smell tells me a story, one that screams of my hope
And its vanity, and of course, your broken promises.

All those broken promises, swirl around me
As broken shards of glass turning my world into dust
I only wish when this storm clears, it clears away all of you
All of you, your memories and of course, your broken promises
Because I do not want to surrender, you know
Not to your broken promises!

Being broken is not a crime, Staying that way is!

Do you agree? How do you like this post?

Until later 🙂

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Face your fears

Fear has two meanings – Forget everything and run, Face everything and rise. The choice is yours. ~ Zig Ziglar

Too tired to defend me from myself
For once, let me tell the truth as it be
Here it comes, brace thyself
Am afraid that life will take you away from me.

Everyone has this, you say?
That does not make it any different
Willing me to sway?
I try hard everyday but mostly I am spent.

But again, here I am telling out the truth bitter
It’s hard, this acceptance of my fear
Though, it does make me feel a bit better
Hope inner peace is a bit near.

Nobody’s escaping this life
Neither me, nor you
We might as well live with a high five
And let life stew.

Want it or not
Everyone has their own story written out
Like it or not
No use,to cry or to pout

True that, let me face my fear
For all I care, let worry take a hike
Not a word from it, I will hear
May happiness and hope spike.

Until later 🙂

There’s something about you

There’s something about you
That smokes every feeling out of me
Stroking my heart strings
Playing me like a violin

There’s something about you
That stumps me awestruck
Giving me a brain freeze
Every time I see you smile

There’s something about you
That kindles the past
Reassures the present
And hopes for the future

There’s something about you
That clearly shows me my purpose
Showing me my content and joy
Reasserting my inner peace

You are the life, the soul
And literally everything else
For me and about me.

Until later 🙂

And that’s how it’s done

There is one scene in “The Good Wife” that I like so much. Granted that I have an on and off feeling when it comes to Alicia Florrick’s character in the series, but there are some scenes when she kicks ass. Hats off to Juliana Margulies for such a brilliant portrayal!

There is one scene in Season 4, Episode 16. Alicia is pitted against Liz Lawrence (her nemesis from law school, played by Audra McDonald). Out of frustration that Alicia is winning the case defending a drug dealer client so coolly, Liz venomously tries to hurt Alicia with the one thing that could hurt her most. Alicia replies with a stone face and shows  how it’s done.

Liz: “You know, we used to feel bad for you, The old gang from school. We all called each other after your press conference and said, can you believe it?”.. “Having your husband admit to sleeping with prostitutes. Now I see.  You were made for each other.”

Alicia: “You know what I’ve thought of you since school?”…   “Nothing.”

That scene showed Alicia’s core strength. And that is the inspiration for these verses.

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Some things don’t bother me,
Like that smug smile of yours,
Pretending to show me one up.

Some things don’t bother me,
Like those hints you drop by,
Thinking they’d hurt me somehow.

Some things don’t bother me,
Like the nostalgia you try to revive,
Hoping they’d throw me off my game.

Some things don’t bother me,
Like the attitude you try to flaunt,
Believing it conceals your intentions.

Some things don’t bother me,
Because as much as I observe them and
As much as I am amused by them,
I never think about them,
For they are just a passing jest in my life,
For I am too busy living my life to its best.

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Until later 🙂

Storm

The two characters that immediately come to my mind when you say storm are Storm from X-Men and Daenerys from A Song of Ice and Fire.

Storm can be interpreted in many ways – rage, frustration, struggle, confusion, supernatural and so on. But to interpret Storm as a woman’s strength is something that excites me, something that provides my muse with more adrenaline.

Facing a storm of struggles is hard, but becoming the storm itself in the face of struggles takes a strength of a different class. Here’s to everyone who’s become the storm and to everyone who aspires to be one:

Lot of thoughts in my mind
None of it is about you
You never existed for me
Not as a reality
Not as a shadow
That’s why you shouldn’t flatter yourself
Thinking that you saw me struggling in your storm
What you don’t know is, I am the storm in every struggle!

Until later 🙂

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