That day, as though yesterday it lingers,
The school bell rang, yet sickness clutched my fingers.
From nowhere it struck, with a pressure so deep,
My body faltered, as if yearning for sleep.
“It’s a sickness like every other,” I thought,
So I bathed, dressed, and the next morning fought.
Yet by the first class, my strength ebbed away,
To the nurse I staggered, hoping she'd delay
This strange shadow that loomed over my frame,
......
Life´s path winds like a river,
twisting through valleys of despair and peaks of joy.
Each step forward feels both heavy and light,
the ground beneath shifting,uncertain.
We climb mountains of ambition,
only to stumble in the shadows of doubt,
moments of clarity fleeting,
as we navigate the storms within.
......
Just how far is the train of freedom from the discriminated son?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the black homeless child?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the disabled poet?
And just how far are the winds of change from a corrupted nation!?
Just how far is the train of freedom from the fields of Waterloo?
Just how far is the struggling warrior from the mountain top?
Just how long is 365 days 27 times behind bars, I mean,
Just how far is freedom from a lonely child at play?...
......
In shadows deep,where restless thoughts collide,
the hours stretch,a thief of peace and rest.
The moon,a silent witness,
serves as a guide,
while whispers of the night
invade my chest.
Each ticking clock, a taunt,a cruel game,
with every breath, the quietude departs.
An endless loop of worry fuels the flame,
......
We feel it in our bones,
we feel it in our muscles.
We act our way through it
so they won't see the struggle.
We put on a fake smile
and say that we're "O.K."
We lie and say that were fine
that we're just tired all day.
......
That day, as though yesterday it lingers,
The school bell rang, yet sickness clutched my fingers.
From nowhere it struck, with a pressure so deep,
My body faltered, as if yearning for sleep.
“It’s a sickness like every other,” I thought,
So I bathed, dressed, and the next morning fought.
Yet by the first class, my strength ebbed away,
To the nurse I staggered, hoping she'd delay
This strange shadow that loomed over my frame,
......
Life´s path winds like a river,
twisting through valleys of despair and peaks of joy.
Each step forward feels both heavy and light,
the ground beneath shifting,uncertain.
We climb mountains of ambition,
only to stumble in the shadows of doubt,
moments of clarity fleeting,
as we navigate the storms within.
......
In shadows deep,where restless thoughts collide,
the hours stretch,a thief of peace and rest.
The moon,a silent witness,
serves as a guide,
while whispers of the night
invade my chest.
Each ticking clock, a taunt,a cruel game,
with every breath, the quietude departs.
An endless loop of worry fuels the flame,
......
Daddy, where were you when I was just a child,
A perfect little girl, eager and mild?
I didn't ask for much—just a look, a touch—
But you slipped away; was I asking too much?
Were you running from her, from her bitter flame?
But what about me—did you even know my name?
I lied to everyone, said we were close,
......
Nothing wilts faster than a flower in snow
No matter how much you love it, cold stiffens its growth
See, a flower thats covered by droplets of ice
Is mistaken for beauty and it comes with a price
Where no sun reaches leaves to fill it with warmth
A flower will struggle to maintain its form
Remember that rose that I gave you before
It was a piece of my heart and it left me still sore
......