There is a God and He is watching over me
There is hope as long as my heart beats
The only way across is through it
There will be peace, I know it
There is a God watching over me
And He will set me free
Tomorrow will be a new day
Anyway, I won’t waste today
Why did I ever stop believing
In all that’s good in this world?
When did I lose faith
In finding and keeping what’s rightfully mine!
How did I fall out of love
with the process of becoming?
Why did I let disappointments cloud my ray of hope?
When did I lose sight of my future, as bright as the stars I preach.
When did I forget that I’m as ready to take on the world as I will ever be.
How did I not see,
Hope is right around the corner;
Miracles happen without even asking;
And life is as beautiful as it can be.
I found you.
When I sat by myself, introspecting,
You were in the reflection of the glass that I was holding.
When I walked the distance in solitary,
You were in the shadow that kept me company.
When the noise all around became overwhelming,
You were the voice in my head that got me going.
It was surprisingly easy to spot you in all the hullabaloo,
Once I knew what I was looking for was you.
You’re my confidence, the best part of me.
And against all odds, I found you in me.
There’s an oasis in front of me
And it looks so promising!
Being far from it is unsettling
Time is of the essence, you see!
There’s hope and wonder in the wait to reach,
There’s thrill and mystery in its trail,
It’s all glitter and it has got me on its chase.
It’s a place as warm as the winter sun,
And cool like the summer breeze.
It’s where I know I’ve got to be,
It’s where I know one day I’ll be!
I’m not yet ready for this moment to become a memory but I know I can’t rest.
There’s a greater unknown in the future but I have not even decoded the present.
I’m too slow to move on, too fast to get a hold on my thoughts;
So I’m pausing time in my mind, and trying to memorise everything that make this moment worth living for.
I match my scarfs with my attires,
some with colors and some with patterns.
Like I do my scars, with my memories
of places that I had dared to tread
where I found strength and a rush in my head
Like marks on my body,
that remind me of my journey,
and how worthy of them the destinations can be.
Now I match my scarfs with attires I wear;
Some with colors and some with patterns.
She was a beautiful mess,
like the stray hair on her forehead
that refused to oblige to the bun;
A chaos but an eye candy nonetheless.
Sometimes a conqueror,
And other times,
She would surrender
Like a lazy wave recedes to the ocean
After barely touching the shore.
What did her heart really want?
Well, she wasn’t always sure.
She blended effortlessly in new surroundings, like smoke bends to the slightest wind;
but the breeze always carried her scent so that she was never lost.
Though she drew her own boundaries, she was never trapped;
her wings made sure they weren’t her limitations.
When her lips curved into a smile, it was contagious enough to make her sorrows laugh.
Glamorous enough to be noticed, she wished to be seen beyond what eyes could see.
You’re not the red on your forehead or your palms
but the red that you bleed but no one sees.
You’re not the black mascara that you put on your eyes,
but the smoky eyes gifted by your sleepless nights.
You’re not a noise in the crowd,
but the sound that resonates in people’s minds.
You’re not a glitter in the sky,
you’re the north star that has always guided you.
You’re not a mere fantasy,
you’re the thought that sparks imagination.
You’re not just a part of someone’s life,
You are the complete piece of You.
Heart & Soul 