Category: Happy

WHERE IS YOUR HAPPINESS?

WHERE IS YOUR HAPPINESS?

in my head smacking the cold dusty floor / i dont feel it because my body is someone elses / in standing back and saying “i made that” / physical overhaul / in dancing to the deafening music / a one person party and capacity is reached / in my head spinning from the hallway floor / its all someone elses storyline / in the swings with the music up and up and up / fear is the only proof im not ill / in the softening of faces / look at me again and say it / in my heart rate / breathless / in the honesty of “slow down” / a cup of tea is warmth and friendship / in clean sheets / or the luxury of unwashed bodies / in the rejection of tired yawns / keep me awake / in the stories you told me / and up and again and up / in the squeak of shoes on the floor / something new something new / in the writing i show you / poetry is private.

[Picture credits: agsandrew via Shutterstock]

 

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GROWTH

LIFE STARTS WITH THE COLOUR

YELLOW,

GREEN SHOOTS IN PLAYGROUND

GAMES,

RED RUNNING DOWN WHITE WATER

FALLS,

BLUE BECOMES TURQUOISE SALT WITHIN

SKIN,

GREY FADING WRINKLED ARMCHAIR

IMPRESSIONS,

BLACK.

Selfish

Selfish

“I have a habit of falling in love with souls who have yet to be at peace with their bodies, their minds, their weaknesses. I try to build them, to find the parts in them that are missing in me. I end up with holes in my chest.” -Farah Gabdon

I am a wild horse

With wide eyes of wonder.

I refused to be tamed,

To be smaller, quieter, less real,

Less Me.

I kiss the wind

And it caresses me back.

I have no interest in the weapons you bring;

Unless you intend to use them

On yourself.

 

Picture source: Spirit Film

GENIE

GENIE

I wish for the world to

feel the stability of love

to float and see their body from above.

If only the world knew

what head-over-heels-in-love

means when it is yourself madly loving you.

No more should of, would of.

So many emotions threw

out of mind, heart, thereof

rejected alongside of

personal, internal abuse you outgrew

but open your mind, my dove,

do you not know how much you deserve self-love?