This is the kind of poems you all want to read,
A story of a little girl, a teenage, a young lady and a woman;
Aspiring to be liberated from an inherited mind ;
A mind full of stories and patterns that the brain refuses to swallow;
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I have been packing years in my journals tracing my mind threading hope and desires
that the next page will unfold the twinkling future I aspire
Well, I have been walking on eggshells for so many suns and moons
All the stars witnessed my bleeding heart day and night
Crying and moaning wishing that god is listening
Because what else I can do, I am tired of being stuck in this hopeless loop
I am tired of facing the same thoughts living in my head
Wondering when the transition to the new promised version I wish to become will visit
and in my mind will alter the thoughts to a flowery garden
Where else this fate will lead me too
I am too lazy to try and go through
The doors that are closed, the path I fear the most "strength the heavy crown for the few"
I am preparing a rebel against my vulnerable self
I want take it to the other side where boldness lies
I want to meet courage and into the ocean sink deep down
I want to meet confidence and to the sky float
I want to let go of gravity once in this life
I want to explore lands and mines and find jewelries for my mind
I want to taste the sun and let it kiss and warm my body
I want to let the moon lead the way and together unfold the treasures hidden in mountains somewhere
I want to be more expressive and hug a tree, and feel its energy fueling me with love and strength blessing me
I want to climb all my mountains and discover my hidden gems
What else this soul could hide and conceal from me to find
And How to honor my human being?
I want to move to the other side of the river
Maybe burn the old bridges
And collect the broken pieces of my old self into a box and put it to rest
The other side of me want out to explore more
Because other than the planted pain we used to harvest ,
what's there to plant and watch to bloom!
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Hello beautiful beautiful souls, hope you all doing good, wish that life had bloomed for you in this spring, if not hang in there, beautiful days are coming.
Wish you like my poetry, thanks for the support you are showing me.
