It’s a Self Thing Now

Broken

There was a time when man would give his all

When man wouldn’t care so much about his fall

He concentrated on any sound that was a call

Yes! he cared, he loved, he gave

That was his pleasure, his fave’

But then something changed

Maybe he became rotten to the core

Or actually a core no longer existed

So man focused on himself

Believed only in himself

Assumed only for himself

Actually he defined SELF in HIMSELF

Maybe it wasn’t on him

We might not want to admit it but we play a major role

We drove a part of him out

We allowed part of him to be broken

We marked, we scorned, we mocked

Just because he wasn’t like us

We let his fear and flaws be his judgement seat

And that is the core thing fail to see

We feel, we witness, we contemplate

But in the end we fail to comprehend

And maybe we should stop trying at all

Because we created a broken man.

Cry For Help

So this is a story of a young girl, the happiest anyone knows. She is lively, loved by everyone. She has a way of uplifting the spirit of anyone she comes into contact with. But one thing, she cries all night with the most painful chest cramps. Not because of physical pain but emotional drain. She is so unhappy but no one knows that, and dare she let anyone in. She has suffered constant rejection in her love life and this makes her feel she might never be good enough. She tries to cling on to any kind of love or any sign of it at all. She gets it all in her head, and maybe that’s why she keeps messing up. She tries to be herself as much as possible but the face she has worn her whole life won’t let her. She can’t let her true emotions out because of the fear of snares and judgements. The only thing she wants is a simple word phrase that will imply she is wanted. Feeling she isn’t good enough for anyone tears her inside out. This also makes her fail she is a failure as a person. I don’t know if you can relate in any way but this brings tears to me.

I don’t understand how one person can keep all this bottled up and still manage to sneak a smile, living normally but that is life. We see but that doesn’t mean we know. We hear but that doesn’t mean we are paying attention. Let’s try to give a piece of the love we have inside.

You add value to lives if you can make anyone smile. You are not just wanted, but needed. I love you.

I Have No Idea

Famous

I have no idea what I’m doing or where I’m going. The only thing I know is everyday presents an opportunity for me to be one step closer to or farther from my actual destination. I don’t know if I’ll be rich and famous or poor and needy. The only thing I know is that everyday is a mile to or away from either. Whatever the case I know I will always desire for more, never less. That is what drives my daily life and I’ll gladly take it. Actually, famous for something is my main goal. Don’t judge me!

Choices

If there were a billion choices to be made and I wasn’t sure exactly what to do I’ll make none. There’s something I’ve noticed- the right decision gives you some kind of grace period but the wrong decision seems too appealing and imposes itself. Well, all other things being equal, that is. Not always, I mean. So I’ll rather wait for that moment of truth than grab that absurdly perfect moment.

#feelinghopeful

Frozen

Heart blended- yeah!

I love the snow flakes

Make me a Popsicle

Perhaps melt me in one

No wait!

Freeze me in one

I love how senseless it feels

More like how void it flows

That’s what I call life

No particular destination

But a definite definition

I’m living it!

 

To the One I Love

Walking through the rain

Rising from the snare

Can’t stand the pain

But you came as a spare

Dragging me out of the crowd

You took away the terrors of the night

A shield of comfort

An armor of hope

A reflection of faith

Threw down that rope

Over and over

Proofing that I could be more

Definitely more I am

 

The Trip Experience

It was my first time on the plane and I loved every bit of it.

I started from Accra, Ghana way up to Fairbanks, USA. Four flights in all- Accra to Washington DC, Washington DC to Detroit, Detroit to Seattle and Seattle to Fairbanks. I left Ghana on Wednesday at 11:45pm and arrived in Alaska on Friday at 12:05am. Yeah! It was a long trip and I’m still surprised I ┬ámade it home finally.

I’d love to talk about every detail of the trip but trust me, we don’t have all the time for that so just my focus- two or three lines about the clouds.

In the Air

I’ve always been so captivated by nature and what I saw is amazingly indescribable. I don’t know how many people pay attention to the clouds but I did and it was amazing.

In one phrase, it looked like a transparent glass overlaid with mountains and valleys of icing.

That was the most amazing thing I’d ever seen and honestly, I will let you in on anything else as amazing as that immediately I find one.

Bad Deal

This may not be the best travel post but this is my heart poured out and I enjoyed it.

Thanks for reading!!!