Luv Dat Poems

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all."
~Emily Dickinson~

Good morning...

I find it comforting to realize how something as simple as taking a short pause can calm the raging storms inside my head. How taking a step back and just putting less focus on myself and my frustrations can allow me to see the bigger picture of how there's still so much in life to celebrate.

Who????

😊😊😊me and my boys!!!

*Beautiful explanation by Swami Vivekananda*:
Explaining the meaning of ‘Association’ he said:..“A rain drop from the sky: if it is caught by clean hands, is pure enough for drinking. If it falls in the gutter, its value drops so much that it can’t be used even for washing your feet. If it falls on a hot surface, it will evaporate... If it falls on a lotus leaf, it shines like a pearl and finally, if it falls on an oyster, it becomes a pearl...The drop is the same, but its existence & worth depends on whom it is associated with.”

We need to do this again....soon!!!

I lied.

When I told everyone that I was fine. When I told everyone that I had everything under control. When I told everyone that there's no problem existing at the moment.

I lied.

And everyone was deceived by it.

Don't get me wrong. I am actually glad that they were because if they weren't it would be exhausting on my part to explain the chaos inside my head and all those never-ending war that exist in my world.

I am happy to suffer alone. That I no longer drag people in the mud that I'm currently drowning in. I am happy that I was no longer a burden. I am happy even if at the same time, I am hurting.

Being so used with this facade got people thinking that I was strong in handling things on my own. They thought I was completely fine every single time I walk on my way home.

Little do they know that I'm so close to falling down on my knees in the middle of the crowd. That I am just trying to hold myself together in front of other people just so I won't get much attention because what I hate the most is narrating what had me hurting all day long.
—K. RDV.

😊😊😊