Tag: Freedom
Writing Prompt #12
Engraved in my cells
This night
Like any other
In a whisper
I was gone
Like a ghost
I hurtled down the stairs
It was over
Shots of pain
Across my heart
I was never yours
You just thought
You could stole
Parts of my soul
In the street that night
The pieces of my life
Scattered everywhere
The chance to put them back together
And find myself again!
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I know that nothing can change nor erase the violence of that special night. It’s there forever. It’s part of me as good memories are too. It was for so long a night I would recall with fear. The words, the scene, the threats.
It was tough and yet, thank God, it was, or I would have never left. I would have came back, despite the mess, despite the nonsense, despite me becoming a stranger to myself. And it would have been tragic!
This night gave me the chance to start anew. Sometimes the best is hidden in the most dangerous places.
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.
Towards your dreams
Don’t look behind
For it doesn’t hold
What you are looking for
Images fade away
Memories become dust
If you don’t nourish them
Look forward
Walk towards your dreams
If you wish to take something with you
May it be the best only!
Writing Prompt #11
Just a word
I could feel the call
One guitar chord
Can take me
In a place of memories
Home is where
Your music lead me
Without anything else
But your own sense
Of freedom
This is my poetry as part of Mona’s Writing Prompt idea.
The life we choose
Nothing ever prepared us to live a life that was not meant for us. We spent years trying to figure out what the world wants, how to be accepted, recognized, how to fit in. And one day we discover that all of this, is complete builshit.
Our truth lies in childhood fun and dreams. It’s where it started and where it will end, only if we give ourselves the chance to let go of all limits we put on our path, of all “I should” we built, of all “not enough” we thought.
It’s not a matter of chance. It comes with understanding that the life we have has nothing to do with the life we want. It’s our choice to follow our heart or to keep going the way we do. It’s not right or wrong. It’s what appeal to us at a moment in time.
And we all know that one moment can change a whole life!
Reconquest…
Because you were told
That others count, before you
That others were, more important than you
You lost touch with the world within
The time will come to recover your strenght
And to be Magnificient again!
We are all artists
You may think you are not one of them.
Limits are your own, only. Some words you might have heard as a kid. Some thoughts you might have kept for years.
Till one day…
You decide to try, to give it a go.
Till one day…
You choose to change your view on the subject.
Till you take your power back. And then an unknown world reveal itself and you can fully embrace the truth of who you are.
Don’t let others words or thoughts, don’t let your memories hold you back.
Jump in it, now! And you’ll experience the magic!
Strange Time – Special Time
This is a strange time. I was not prepared to it. To be true at first I was afraid at the thought of staying home alone with my son. You may know, cause you are reading me for some time now, that motherhood is not that intuitive to me. It’s a challenging experience, a process, a road I took seven years ago not knowing at all what it was about.
This is a strange time, full of emotions going everywhere, taking all the place. There is joy and fear, love and doubts, wonderful suprises, chaotic moments, cries, laughs, so many ups, so many downs too.
It’s not really about being at home, nor about being separated from others, it’s really about finding our peace, our truth inside, it’s about listening to our inner voice, knowing what make sense, to us, it’s about learning who we are, expressing our needs. It’s an introspection, a time out of time, time to grow – we grow when we struggle! It’s part of the deal too!
And you, how are you living it? Is it tough? Or quite easy? How would you define it?
Writing Prompt #10
The lovers breath an air
Free of smoke
Despite the fire burning
Thoughts and bodies
Consumed by the intensity
Of the embrace
Holding them close
To emptiness
This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.
Womb awakening
We are part of the same network
Blood linking us together
Your pain is not mine
And yet…
It’s written in my DNA
We’re familly
This special bond
Many pains brought together
And never we thought
It could be different
It’s time
To walk alone
No guilt in letting go
Of a story untold
No guilt in leaving
Someone ought to break
The invisible link
Of hardships
We can’t carry on
Letting the past decide
Of our future
It’s time
For each one of us
To make the choice
Of better tomorrows
May we bring forgivness
Inside
Whathever we may feel
Whathever our scars
We are the only ones
With the power
To heal each other’s wounds
By choosing ourselves
Our own growth
Our own pace
The freedom to be
Our own savior
Our best mate
Finding outside the lineage
Our own truth
Our voice
Hidden behind the veil of distress
