A lot many interactions
On those umpteen ‘social’ platforms
Exchange of views and ideas
Between the two
Pouring their ‘hearts’
Or better still ‘minds’ out
Wearing your heart on your sleeve
Is a complete ‘No, No’, you see
Still there’s ‘trust deficit’
In this opaque, false, goody-goody world of appearances
‘Understandings’, ‘Misunderstandings’
‘Jumping to conclusions’- everything goes
Now don’t ask me
Amidst all this
“Where are the emotions”?
As true emotions and words can clear the air
But you see people are clever, emotions are trained
Given ‘thinking space’ in the mind
Worse, language is kept aside
And we are made to go back to
Those pre-language days of signs and gestures
Emotions expressed from the other side-
A laughing and weeping emoji at the same time
To let confusion reign supreme
And keep different possibilities open
(Even a laughing emoji, in context, may not make any sense)
‘Folded hands’
Expressing ‘thankfulness’ and ‘enough’ simultaneously
To keep the other person guessing
So, in this complex world
You also better not look for straightforward answers
Express your emotions the ‘emoji’ way
Language be damned!
I can't afford to flinch
in the presence of adversity
gotta remove any negativity
and I mean that literally, surgically
letting go of what's been disturbing me
before it kills me or makes
me lose my mind
it's clutch time
There's an audience watching
to see if I can beat the clock
shred the defense and still
take the shot
the game is on lock and key
ball and chain
gotta get your head right
strengthen your membrane
this world won't get the best of me
I promise that
freedom from white supremacy
is still on my mind
so I can't afford to slack
no matter what's going on in my personal life
I gotta stay focused by any means
so if that means blowing an L
**** gimme a light
There's a tug of war I'm in
I feel myself giving in
because the other side isn't
strong enough
wearing your heart on your sleeve
is overrated when it
seems like your efforts are never enough
At the evening of life, we shall be judged on our love.-
John of the Cross
This virtue that is permanently hooked
to my body, I call love.
Is has a multitude of definitions
for me it constitutes white doves.
A survival instinct that I use to bond
my important relationships together.
No doubt I've felt rage before
but found it useless in bad weather.
Love sings through my darkest dreams
protecting my altered state.
Allowing peace and calm
to flow within me when I wake.
There are so many things that define me
and to explain would require hours.
Love is the foundation of me
providing strength and superpowers.
Any situation I've been faced with
has one common link each time.
If I pause and breath and find some love
I'm able to find my legs and climb.
Wearing your heart on your sleeve
means be prepared for getting hurt.
On the other hand the pure you feel
is like wearing your favorite t-shirt.
So if anyone asks me to tell them
what recipe I'm made from.
I'd simply respond with prideful words
love never makes me numb.
It's like wearing your heart on your sleeve.
My guitar,
is my own secret language.
When I play I can feel
all my worries
get faded out by
my sweet melodies.
My fingers are those of a guitar player
and I am proud.
The determination that I showed
to learn to play
was new to me.
I've never had the talent to
keep a beat.
But now my heart plays,
not my fingers.
Whenever I feel like
I am just a mother,
I sing my songs to my only
critic,
my daughter.
Playing my guitar is like
food for the soul.
It gives me an edge in my
everyday life.
Some people are rockers,
and others are rollers.
I am a rocker and always will be.