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When did you outgrow my love?
When did the fabric of my tenderness
Become too tight
Too fitting?
When did the garment of my passion
Become restrictive?
When did you start to look for new coverings
To clothe the nakedness of your soul?
When?
Tell me…
When did you outgrow my love?
When did you outgrow this nest?
Was it when you found out that you could fly?
Having been nourished, pampered and preened
Your wings of self-esteem
Unfurling to soar on the word wind of my praise…
Was it then?
When did you outgrow my love?
Ah, Hush…my love, no need to speak
For my heart knows the answer well
I know when it all started to take place
I could read your face
The expression you wore
As I helped you dress
That look in your eyes
Belied the lies
That the fit was just right
And so you tugged at the seams
Unraveled my dreams
The stitches undone
My garment you tore
And yet you swore
Alterations wouldn't do
You needed something new
In the dead of night
You took to flight
Undressed, free
For you had outgrown…..
You had outgrown….
ME.
Eileen Manassian Ghali
HOLD MY HAND
Like a naive bird in the free sky she flew,
Upbringing implanted seeds of idealism
Imbibing the fine values of life she grew,
Saw the world in pristine colors of prism.
She faced the world in her ideal terms,
Harsh life treated her badly, my daughter
In psychic wreck, I wanted her out of harm.
This is what for her I wrote and said to her.
The world doesn’t revolve around you
In an ideal manner the way you’d want,
It has its own complex pattern, not new.
World doesn’t care if you follow or don’t.
People by your side don’t like to see you
The way you uphold the values you aver,
They have their own intent sense of view.
People don’t bother what you really are.
All these don’t matter in your beautiful life,
It’s not for turning into wreck in selfish strife.
You’re forced to make meek compromise
See your self-esteem crumble in the ruins,
Time would teach you how to recognize
Bliss in wisdom when in the end it wins.
For you the soul would create peace infinity
The way your conscience makes you aware,
So you can swim in the sea of tranquility.
You’d be happy and free as you once were.
It’s time you rise from despair with self-pride
Hold my hand you’ll always find by your side.
March 13, 2018.
(poem version/unedited - first look at my future writing projects)
Doors will open soon
Love is a hidden treasure
Doors will close...oh joy!
Ascend, self-esteem!
Lift me higher than the clouds
The clouds overhead
Hey? Give me your all!
Hit me with your best shot, man - - -
We need to stand tall!
The clouds overhead
Shed droplets of blue lament . . .
Sunshine's near, pour clouds!
~!@#$%^&*()_++_)(*&^%$#@!~
Sunshine's near, pour clouds!
Relieve gloom of Yesterday's tomorrow
Cheer up, whiten up! Relieve the gloom of our sorrow...
Cheer up, lighten up! There's more hope to borrow
Let the sun rays warm your soul . . .
Disconsolate clouds
My self-esteem's low
Who ruined my self-esteem? Oh...
No! It can't be you!
Is it you?
Disconsolate clouds
Why do you weep bitterly?
Do you need a FRIEND?....
Why do I feel blue?
Arise like the sunrise, please?
Have high hopes with me!!
Do you need a friend for real?
Clothe you w-with hope, not sheer fear
Cheer up, brighten up!
Cheer up, listen up!
Elevate me with sheer cheer!
Grab the Rope of Hope========
Hey? I welcome you
No! Don't bid me a farewell !
You're good company!!
Good riddance, sorrow
Attitude of Gratitude . . .
Tomorrow draws near
You erased my fearz
I'm feelin' like I belong
Smile with sunlit glee with me!
Mirror mirror on the wall,
who is the prettiest on
the instagram or on the
facebook wall?
waging wars and the battle
grounds are passe now.
Now the armor and swords are
the keys and tweets.
connected to the other side of
the world and totally disconnected
from the self.
everything is instant from fame to noodles
and confidence ,self-esteem are in puddles.
a robot to marry and a pillow
for a hug, and maybe download babies from the net.
Celebrating togetherness online,but
hardly saying love you to the special someone.
Sharing photos with the entire world,
but none who knows your heart,
friends from all the corners of the world,
no one to share the sorrow or to hug and
say everything is gonna be fine.
From a4 size waist to pouts in the selfies.
Diminished barriers between real and virtual.
from fashion to passion ,
education and nutrition
everything in the digital realm.
new era with new addictions
with set of its own identity crisis.
This is digital madness where we are
searching for peace and solace
with the click of a button.
PS:
Written on:18-7-2017
for the contest:Modern Vanity
Humming a love song, atop love’s moonbeam,
our focus fixated on God alone,
we recognise earth life as but a dream.
Intuiting life’s not what it does seem,
heart the sanctum where we choose to atone,
humming a love song, atop love’s moonbeam.
With heart our fulcrum, high on self-esteem,
as breath by breath our consciousness we hone,
we recognise earth life as but a dream.
The seeds of joy planted, we now redeem,
seeking God realisation full blown,
humming a love song, atop love’s moonbeam.
Imbibing bliss of magnitude extreme,
gradually coming into our own,
we recognise earth life as but a dream.
With head and heart now working as a team,
slowing down life’s pace, mellowing our tone,
humming a love song, atop love’s moonbeam,
we recognise earth life as but a dream.
He put a ring on her finger
Like he would always love her
Filled her heart with promises
Assurances that he was hers
He put a lie in her dreams
Filled her with a loss of self-esteem
Feeling like she’d been betrayed
Never sure that she was safe
He put a hand to her face
Left a bruise that was blue and purple
Colors to challenge her prayers
When had she become so weak?
He put his roses in her hand
Saying he was sorry once again
How could she judge who he was?
He was always so remorseful
He left her without even a note
To tell her that he’d found another
Someone less aware of his episodes
That brought more pain that intimacy
He was gone and she finally began to see
With him, she had lost all her sweet dreams
She’d been wrong to allow it to go on
And now she could smile without fear…
Fear of who she was, who she’d become,
Fear of his hand that was so fast to hurt
Fear of the love that had held her there
Fear of all that he had changed into with her
Fear of the moment when she’d said yes…
I do accept the abuse that I’ve conceded to.
What I see
Melanie, let me tell you what I see,
and know, it is all from with inside of me.
I am watching you, as you walk away,
into and through the crowds on a midway,
toward that house, made of glass,
mirrors, through who’s doors you will pass,
pass from view, out of my sight,
into that hall of mirrors bathed in dim light.
I see you looking, intently, at your reflection,
with, - I pray – a great deal of comprehension.
Before you, you see this image.
Yet – I do believe – it, you do not recognize
as it, as you come of age, letting go of the rage
that we both have come to realize
has been a part of this image, that surly is you.
You look deeply !, yet know not what to do,
for you are unable to distinguish, you from the shadows.
Find your true self ?, at this stage, who knows ?
Shadows veil, they are vapor without form
and you know not – yet – what is norm.
What these venomous, vaporous shadows project
I must tell you Melanie, will never protect
you from what they have to say.
What I hear, my Dear, brings to me a sad day
as I hear the words “ I am insecure ”,
“ I am without self-esteem, so unsure”,
“There is, in this life, no certainty,
and I feel myself so unworthy ”,
“ I feel, I see myself as ugly. ”
These are the thoughts that I see Melanie,
yet know !, deep within you, these are not what you be.
B. J. “A ” 2
March 26th 2002
Epilogue
It is only from within you, they come, Melanie, and you are the only one that can see, you are the only one, who experiences, who is able to dissipate these misty shadows, looking back at you from those mirrors in this house of glass .
As time passes Melanie, I pray, of what I speak will pass !
I have been watching you continually crash into these mirrors, but they have yet to crack, yet to break, and so, therefore, these images we see reflected, you feel are you, will never take you to the gates, into the cracks and set you free, nor, like the looking glass of Alice in wonderland, will they be absorbed so that you may come out on the other side being all that you could be and that we both would love to see .
Love
Dad .
I’m so far from perfect.
Sometimes, I let fears discourage me.
Many times, I let shadows worry me.
Sometimes, I let the tears fall silently.
Other times, I can’t seem to find a way to breathe…
Through the pain, the dread, the dismay,
All those things that make me feel so much shame.
I’m so far from perfect, you see!
There are days when I can’t find the faith to pray.
There are moments when hope doesn’t come my way.
There are times when I just don’t know how to say…
Love is the promise that will always make me stay!
I’m so far from perfect.
Sometimes, I let the darkness of night surround me.
Many times, I let the irritations dampen my spirits.
Sometimes, I let the doubts fill me with apprehension.
Other times, I can’t seem to find the light beyond the grief,
The assurance of a love that can ease the heavy weight,
All the stress from listening to the anxieties in my head.
I’m so far from perfect, you see!
There are days when I can’t find the enthusiasm to dream.
There are moments when I lose all my self-esteem.
There are times when my wishes are not what they seem.
Still, His love is mine and He will always redeem!
I’m so far from perfect – but, yes, oh yes, I believe…
With Jesus here inside me, stirring a love so sweet,
I know what it means to let go of those doubts,
Reach out with faith, with hope, with grace – believing…
Forever and always, He is with me, reminding me –
He is the One who provides for me – grace that decides, for me…
Love is the answer to every need – And, He is the love that abides –
Everlasting, always, forever – He is the love that I need!
I’m so far from perfect…
But He is perfect – completely
And, because He loves me…
He will light up the darkness within me!
I'm writing to you, youth of today, hoping you will read my words of advice. I know you think you've heard it all many times before, the well-meaning counsel from others, but don't tune me out just yet, and please don't roll your eyes at me. You'd be wise to open them to see what life has to offer.
Your mind and heart will often wish to walk down two different paths. Time and again you've heard it said, "Follow your heart," but believe me when I say, "Your heart can be treacherous." Too often it beats in rhythm so loud that it ignores the thoughts inside your head. I've fallen victim to my own heart, so I write to you after suffering from heartache. I encourage you to let your conscience be your guiding light, and if you do, you'll walk away from shadows that would lead you into darkness.
It's important that you respect others, as well as yourself. Do not disregard the quality of self-esteem; it's a crutch you should proudly lean upon. Place a high value on the goals you strive to reach, always aiming higher for more. Pay attention to what life has to teach you, and never lose sight of right and wrong. Be strong in faith, and believe in a higher being. Be humble enough to admit your faults, never giving up on the virtue of hope, for you will find it has the power to heal the emotional wounds you are bound to feel.
Do not doubt yourself on the word of others. They may cause you to stumble. Have confidence in yourself to rise and continue on your way, knowing that tomorrow the sun will rise on a brand new day. If it helps to lighten your burden, it's perfectly fine if you cry. Remember this... no one is perfect, so forgive yourself and move on instead of wallowing in pity or shame as a victim pointing a finger of blame. Looking at people in the eye will help you to avoid telling them a lie, resulting in feelings of guilt.
I know I've given you a lot to ponder, but if you do, I promise that the person in the mirror looking back at you will often be wearing a smile.
December 23, 2020
Edward Ibeh's Contest: Your Advice to the Youth
While rummaging thru papers to shred...
Earlier this November fourth
two thousand and nineteen
your truly long in the tooth
(er...in dentured) wordsmith
rifled thru miscellaneous papers to shred
unwittingly chancing upon
report cards enlightening me,
academic, emotional, social...
characteristics, née significant
figurative "red flags,"
(no not signifying me being blacklisted
re: guarding Communism taking root)
rather teacher's comments
signaled moderate behavioral crisis,
where bass and treble clef acronyms
“Good Boys Do Fine Always”
"every good boy does fine"
respectively analogously noteworthy
(namesake Matthew Scott Harris)
because a lad (in) attendance at:
following primary grade schools:
Audubon Elementary, Eagleville,
and Henry Kline Boyer)
exhibited crushing arduousness
nsync with chronically
profound inability to
acclimate, integrate, participate...
spelling academic difficulty,
alienation, isolation, resignation...
said pronounced mental, physical,
and social perturbations
compounded manifold when promoted
regardless abysmal failing marks
most likely congenital,
vital intervention absent
absolute zero doubt
developmental delay debuted,
since youngest daughter
twenty one February 4th, 2020
diagnosed soon after birth
within autistic spectrum
intervention luckily bridged
yawning, looming, gaping... cleft
less apparent to non family,
she functions admirably
employed at World Market
while enrolled at Bend, Oregon
Community College
relieved healthy maturation
courtesy ability appropriate
custom tailored, (not necessarily swiftly,
nor styled harriedly)
confidence building academic assignments
need based (cost free) tutoring
wrap around at our home,
based speech pathology,
Montgomery County Hospital,
acquiring driver's license,
progressing positively (think)
chronological milestones achieved
mostly on target
boosting self esteem, worthiness
validating benefits, viz palliative care
side stepping severe suicidal
tendency unlike her papa
who permanently stunted his growth.