Damn..

This is something I wrote some days ago, I thank my friend who kindly listened to me whine and advised I write a poem about it :) Thanks to that, I got a poem- a bridge of inspiration. Neat!

Damn..
Periods force me to see
what emotional wrecks women can be-
we lose it,
we cry,
we get headaches
because our minds fear things
and we get sensitive and fight
with the emotions
we latch on-
beyond proportions,
we eat more
than we usually do,
and complain and whine, it's true...

Could we possibly come back-
from the pain, but
the tummy hurts,
it's cramped all day..

Perhaps it's a time of renewal,
a time to let go off stuff
for a new tomorrow.

Can we allow our emotions to shed
and replenish the old with a greater fret.
Oh- I hear the songs
singing a beautiful tune
and as we transform
we become renewed.

It feels so good
in a way free,
to let go of everything old,
to cry it off,
to release the stuff
we've buried for so long..

And as we allow to let go,
we sprout new leaves
of morning ease
and feel the breeze
way out in the trees
and see a butterfly tenderly
as she reminds us how we too can be free.

 

If we could just run away..
If we could just escape..
Over there it'd be better..
A better house..
A better job..
Something we like..
A life we'd rather have..

As I was watching this movie-The Revolutionary Road,
it brought some points to ponder.
You would think a couple who seems to have it all,
is so lost and confused within it all..

I remember when wanting a vacation,
I was really wanting a way out,
a way out of responsibilities,
a time to just be out-
in nature and in earthly surroundings,
not listen to people's problems or
always try to be in places
where I am needed,
a vacation I truly need because Naomi was truly needed,
to be there for herself..
and then as I vacationed, I realized there's no escape-
drama is everywhere, everywhere we look..

Even in our minds, in there, can we really look-
and be with it?
Look at our own dramas and respect it-
and give it love,
look at it with a senseless glow
a divine kindness,
a bit of tranquility,
a sincere humility-
It is there where I truly began to see
what a real vacation can truly be.

A true vacation is not only what's outside us-
but the love that's inside us-
in the background of what we do..
And when there is love, we are gliding in a sailboat
at 2
o'clock in the morning
watching the stars
and adoring
this sight that we see
with eyes of love
and spark just like the beams
of light we see in the horizons,
and then in truth
we keep our lights on-
within our hearts-
isn't that our truest bubbly
spark-
of champagne?
I feel so,
may be you can also explain..
or share your side,
of what you think you truly are..

In any event,
may we always share
what vacations are honestly made of-
Is it just to have fun in a fair?
Or is it to be okay with challenges we bear?
Is it to be okay to feel all things when they come?
And to guide our minds to entertain what serves us in life so that we can truly spark and become-
a bridge of compassion.
And when we're drowning or spent, to take time for ourselves and bring in compassion.

A vacation is really not what we do outside,
isn't it the compassion that we carry with might?

And then a vacation is always available by far,
and that's when I think we can trully connect to the stars!