A ghost with a beating heart

I’ve been asked
‘Are you okay?’
Way too many times.
And I’ve answered
Way too many times
‘I am fine.’
My voice has been firm
Quite unlike my smile
That trembles
For just a little while
But manages to lie.
I try.
There are no cuts
On my hand,
And no dust
On my shoulder.
It’s just
My damn eyes.
They cannot seem to lie.
I’ve been asked
Way too many times
I’m tired.
But I’ve answered
Every single time
‘I am fine.’


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My happy place

“Dance with the water,
move with the sea.
let the rhythm of the water
set your soul free.” – Christy Ann Martine

The warm smell of summer,
The heat of the sand,
Breeze mixed with splashes
Of water and calm.
The waves moving back and forth
Becoming a metaphor all along.
The clear water
Washing away my anxiety,
My fears, and
My thoughts
Becoming a metaphor all along.
Blue above my head,
Blue under my feet.
Telling me what life is.
It’s cold water and
Scorching heat.
It made me happy,
It made the words inside me happy,
Becoming a metaphor all along.


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The thin line.

“Condemnation without investigation is the highest form of ignorance.” – Albert Einstein.

Criticism is healthy as long as it is positive and constructive. Things can seriously get messed up otherwise. There is a very thin but fatal line between positive and negative criticism.

Positive motivates, but negative demotivates. Positive builds, whereas negative can destroy. Positive upgrades, and negative degrades. A change in tone, a wrong choice of words, or outright complaints can push positives over the thin line.

I have seen both sides of this coin, and the negative is not as pretty as the positive. It is draining me out, feeding on my doubts and insecurities, but I know I have to stay strong. Whenever any of my friend is upset, I always promise them one thing. That it will be okay. Wise men say people always have the solutions to every problem except their own. I have to believe it will be okay, and so do you.

Here is the deal.

When you grind, your mind starts progressing. The spark of creativity burns all doubts or fears. The light at the end of the tunnel appers. When you awaken the fire inside of you, everything lights up. But the darkness can return if the doubts or fears are called upon in an inconsiderate way.

You have to learn to digest a few brutal criticisms here and there, but you have got to learn to believe in yourself and keep the fire burning if the darkness tries to rise. It will not be easy, it will definitely not be over soon enough, but it will end and as once said :

“In three words I can sum up everything I have learned about life: It goes on.” – Robert Frost.

A healthy mind can handle criticism. It blossoms because of it. You have to, too. Positive or negative, keep improving yourself. Be the best versions of yourself. Learn to take criticism seriously, not personally (Hillary Clinton). Be positive. The flower will blossom, just work till the right season comes along.

And to all you critics out there, do what you got to do. Just be a better version of yourselves at it. Thank you, too.

Criticism is disapproval. Just make sure not to cross the thin line.


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98.

Humans have faults.
We give name to feelings,
but forget to give it life.
Often confuse ourselves
Feel something, call it another.
Judge people
On race, and skin
On sex, and sexuality
We often misunderstand
The hearts within.
Humans have faults,
but that’s just a part of being us.
After all,
We are all Jon Snows in this world;
We know nothing.


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