Life Keeps Throwing Curve Balls

Everything pressing on my mind 
So, I question, why?
Blessings are small when addressing
Where I am currently at right now. 
Life is compressing my being 
With every-day turmoil progressing.
I am a window dressing of peace,
But a different narrative inside. 
Blessings my Lord, gaze down on me 
And open a flood gate of discipline,
Help me transcend above it.

7/5/2022
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Romios Avatar
July 11, 2022 at 1:48 PM
Eve! Love.l”I am a window dressing of peace” Challenges, invite them. The bigger, the better. No, I am not kidding. That’s how we grow! Love Panagiota xxx
Tor Avatar
July 8, 2022 at 8:46 PM
You will get through Eve... for you have the Lord on your side. " No weapon formed against you will prosper." God bless you...
Callus Avatar
July 7, 2022 at 1:06 AM
Life is a mixture of bittersweet emotions, Eve. Sometimes people find it hard to cope, or even disguise their feelings, but faith definitely helps! Hugs // paul
DiMino Avatar
July 6, 2022 at 10:19 AM
For sure; you are surrounded with light. May your days be brighter, and your nights have the company of peaceful rest. I hear you. You are not alone. Ouch!
Pandit Avatar
July 6, 2022 at 5:40 AM
Splendid evocation of how people feel in aging and times of turmoil, Eve. Peace you convey in solemn voice of your poem. Blessings!
Buhagiar Avatar
July 6, 2022 at 2:24 AM
Great and clever writing. Life is a variety of curves. We have to bear it. Hugs.
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