My Liberation Poems

1. Is it Depression or Deep Rest?

I Looked at the sky and saw that winter has come

suddenly The clouds are full

The weather is sad, and cold;

birds have left;

flowers are dead;

trees are naked;

and here i am all alone;

i can see everything's and everyone's reflection on the ground

Silence is everywhere, only drops of pearls are heard! It is winter today!

Clouds are crying now!

the wind is protesting, shaking everyone and everything around

thunder is angry, screaming out loud, wants to be heard

the lightning is frustrated, because it can't light up the world

nature is mourning, letting go of parts they shaped its past seasons

how it sad to let go of pieces that once completed its whole canvas

and me

What should I do on this rainy day

The shadow is bigger

and I am too confused

Between saying yes or saying No, i am losing

I know All the insincereness kept me along with the demons

Being alone, I was afraid it would make me cold

Being sincere will tear me apart for sure

why this is always happening to me

i am the victim of all their stories or I am the victim of my thoughts

I am an angel , am I not!

but, wait, it hit me what is an angel doing with the devils

dancing to their rhythm, just to belong

Is this why I was born!

or am I seeing it all wrong!

maybe it is my fault

may be i am the one to blame

Maybe I am the one who let it all happen!

Maybe the pattern is to blame!

What should I do? I need an answer, I need to go!

so maybe It is time to reflect and it is time to review

now i have got one shot, let me do

Deep rest is what I need;

This old character is what I need to let go of

responsibility for my life is what I need to learn!

peeling of the layers, is the first step to do, i guess

eliminating others from the puzzle is the next

I won't blame, I won't accept it any more, to be the victim of them and my own thoughts!

because I have the choice to accept and to refuse!

I am not an angel! aaaah saying this,

It is the first time I feel my breath, how was I living holding my own breath

I think Change is a must,to stepping on just like seasons change

i think i need to let go of my own pieces too

to make a room for a new season, it is a must do

a new canva is a needed too

new colors i shall use

My new life is awaiting, I am ready to go

Here I am with my bear feet , naked

my mind is empty

my soul is refined

and my body is an artwork, ready to be painted again

Ready to wear the life I cherish to live 

I am hereby, so moving on! 

Hello friends , I am so excited to share my poems with you. I hope you will like them, and I am waiting for your comments, ideas and suggestions. Thank you so much for being here.

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