Dead Dog

I would tell you to Roll over and Die
But you'd probably act like the Dog you are and simply play dead!!

Without Definition

The Colour of my Skin or Eyes
The Shape of my Thighs
and the Texture of my Hair..
None of this defines me
I am Still Me-be it Bald,Blind or Bare!!

~My Play~

You may feel like my story is for you
But in reality your role is rather small

The script,cast and credits
Are all echoes of my soul....
You did not write this story

Nor inspire it at all

And Your presence in my play

Is completely in my control

You may sprout your own lines

and walk your own way
But  your cue's stem from me
You're just a player in my play
So take care,or you may very well miss its end
This is My play,My story

and Scripted as i say
Players are just the extras

the only Permanent role,I play!

Brand New Day

I'm not gonna think about yesterday
Or worry about tomorrow
Not gonna reminisce
Or mourn for what's lost
Today is my life's beginning.
The story unfolds
And the journey begins
And all that's come and gone
Is no more...
Today I finally close the door.
Tomorrow has yet to come
And for that I am grateful
As Today is where I am
And Patiently I await the future.
No more worries,no longer afraid.
Thinking and Mourning no more...
Joy truly comes in the morning...
And the sun has risen in me.
This is my brand new day
I, Am the brand new day
Today..

# S*iT #

I f you knew you were going to do shit,then why the hell didnt you go to the toilet!!!

*FACT*

My Ass is Old,My Soul is Tired and My Heart Now Takes More Care.

~HIDDEN~

I witnessed reality the other day and

Having always lived in dreams

Astounded was my name

The way it crept up on me

Encroached upon my sane

You wouldn’t know me anymore

Of that i’m truly sure

Under all the glamour my heart is here no more… !

....The Road to Me....

Who I was
where I'm from
Beautifully created who I am today.
It May not have been pretty Or sweet
But sometimes neither am I.
I am strengthened by my experiences
Wizened by my past mistakes
And proud of the battles I won
And those that I lost.
As They signify my journey..
My Victories and my losses all tell the story
The good and the bad
Are all part of The road to me.

To My Friend

Back when the day could not begin without a goodmorning.
Couldn't end without a Goodnight
When Each day felt new
And Every moment was Savoured,Sacred,Special...
When there was only you and I....
When WE was how every sentence began..
And OURS the end of every line..
When life was simple and expected
And Love our battle cry

When dreams just continued our story

And life held no Goodbye

That was when I loved you

And couldn't see it's end

That was when I still called you Friend..

...Seeking Answers...

Not every story has an ending

Nor every question a reply

We may not like the truth of this

But from it, we will not die

So though it may seem annoying

And peeve you till no end

Sometimes the questions answer…

Is better left unsaid

The story may simply be starting

And not even fully begun

So why look for the ending

When the reading is still fun??

Missed Moments

Through my lens I capture the beauty of an instant.
But as the shutter clicks I miss 5 more..
Moments lost in time...
I blinked for but an instant and lost it...
So swift and fleeting are these moments 

That even now I am unsure…

Were they moments of reality

Or moments from a dream... ?

Have I missed My Moment?

Or merely just that one ?

Am I missing moments through my lens?

Or capturing them for a lifetime?

These moments are my own

And yet I may be missing them….

Are my moments lost in time…?

...Being You...

The thing about understanding someone is that you have to completely put yourself in their shoes.

How can you hope to understand what a person’s thoughts and feelings are if you won’t understand and recognize their situation .

When trying to get to know someone and to fully understand them, I try to completely immerse myself in what that persons thoughts and feelings may be…

I imagine what my reactions and feelings would be should I have been the one in that situation.

I’m not saying this works all the time,as of course everyone is different but sometimes if you focus on the reasons why someone does something you can better understand them and their reasoning.

When I write about certain subjects or issues I place myself in that role I imagine what I would have felt or done had I been faced or suffered whatever I write about, be it loss , pain , love , parenting etc…

I put myself in others shoes to better learn the route they are taking and why...

It helps me to understand a person and to empathize with their feelings.

As if I could say –“I know you coz I’ve been where you’ve been, felt what you feel.” But in reality I’m only feeling what they feel and imagining myself in their situation…   

All  I’m doing is trying to be you for a moment to better know you for a lifetime.. 

Undefined

Our perception is not always reality

And our reactions sometimes perverse

However we are who we are

Insane or sane

We are different in every way

Contrary and diverse even alone

Functioning and behaving completely on our own

We are unique

Unrivaled and rare

We are the epitome of humanity

Completely unexplainable…

No True End

So often the end of something does not bring us the conclusion we hoped it would

Sometimes the end is not even the end

But merely the new beginning, the next stage of a process as yet undefined by us .

What we presume to be the end, most often is simply the prelude..

The pause in time until what’s meant to be shall be…

It is the adjusting stage..

Time for us to come to terms with what is about to happen

To make our peace with it and to learn to embrace it fully…

Death is only the beginning,

Heartbreak is necessary to teach you to love deeper,

Loss of employment a sign to move on to bigger and better .

There is no true end…