I just want to be happy..
To laugh out loud and be truly happy.
It seems I give more than I will ever receive
Destined to live a life of sorrow and temporary pleasures
What is the meaning of life but what you make it
Always in last place cheering on everyone else
I'm slowly dying as I fade into the backgrounds of what's expected of me
Allowing myself to be dull in order for the next to shine
What am I besides loving and transparent..
A mother, a black woman, a daughter, a sister, an aunt..
A translucent being waiting to resolve earthly dilemmas so that I can finally pass to the other side
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KomfortKorner (
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- Comment from author about the poem: We all go through a transitional phase of becoming the best versions of ourselves. Be you, unapologetically now and forevermore.
- Category: Spiritual
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I like the contradictory notes
in the meaningful themes you discuss:
'I'm slowly dying as I fade into the backgrounds of what's expected of me'
'What am I besides loving and transparent..
A mother, a black woman, a daughter, a sister, an aunt..
A translucent being'..
(those conflicting perception's
of self
you unfurl and ink, poetic
help add, a level of added dimensionality and depth
that few, have the insight
to realise, for themselves
let alone
word with such brevity;
indeed
the many roles, that's asked
for us to fulfil
when we: Choose
to love wholeheartedly
is seemingly, all-consuming
at times
but, I think
somewhere in-between
those deep, sipped - sigh's
of our momentary relief
we have to realise
we Too: Deserve
a taste of the abundant, Joy
life, still has to offer us!
we may not be
the life of the party
and those around us
may never acknowledge, let alone
reciprocate
the dedication and love, we give
willingly, but
that doesn't stop us, from indulging
in a little, self appreciating - fun;
little things, we can do for ourselves
little secret treats
we can gift ourselves and indulge-in,
and maybe
when we start, taking care of ourselves
a little better,
we demonstrate
to those around us
how, they too
can offer us a helping hand
here and there,
to lighten our load
and insure,
we too, get to feel the care and love
they've not been able, to demonstrate
in a way, we recognised before...)
Yes! Very well put and true! Thank you for this and many well wishes to you
Oh such good words and such a dilemma because one the one hand one is afraid of being selfish and on the other you give yourself totally away. It's such a seesaw.....
You got it a seesaw indeed but one when can hop off anytime. Many well wishes to you
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