Writing Prompt #13

We know deep inside
That the world can burn itself
So many men full of pride
Trying to mess up with life and death

We may stand alone in this place
Where hearts are hard
And shortened is our breath

But if we can hold our hands in the midst of chaoas
And if our eyes can meet in the turmoil of pain

We will have found the key
That unlock the doors of eternity

This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.

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? 

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

Happiness Maker

Crédit Pixabay

You come from a different space
Your eyes can see inside of me

No need to hide
No way to escape
Both beauty and darkness
Of my soul

You meet me at the crossroad
Where I stand
As I am – unbalanced
Most of the time

Every day
You are giving me the chance
To grow
And the freedom
To express myself
In so many different ways

You breath life
Into my world

Mister Pop!

Your smile
Like millions of stars brushing the sky
Our special bond
Between silver, teal and gold

Days without
With pain and anger

And days spent looking at the light blue sky
Talking to angels
Reading stories that never end

Rejoicing in saying “thank you”
Even for the unknown

Only one truth
Your birth and mine
Same heartbeat
Inside

Writing Prompt #7

We may walk many roads together
Not knowing where they will take us
Finding rocks on the way
Or roses with thorns
Climbing mountains with no other luggage
But faith
We may find it tough at times
And maybe we will wish to give up

But let me tell you something, love
After darkness, comes light
After the night, a new dawn will emerge
It’s nature cycles of life
Showing us that we shall not fall into despair
But always be brave enough to walk on

Every morning is a new start
Hand in hand we can conquer the world
We can’t be defeated if we believe
We can only find in the strengh of our love
The courage to face every strong wind

And when not knowing where we’re heading too
Just stop and contemplate the beauty
Celebrate our victories
Asking the stars to bless our dreams
And know that together we are free.

This is my piece of poetry as part of Writing Prompt proposed by Mona.