Struggle

struggle

Years of hard work,

They said it would pay off

 

Sacrifices you made,

Resilience you showed

 

But they said,

‘Don’t give up yet…

… it will bear fruits’

 

And today you stare,

Nothing to show for it,

But the despair inside you

 

They must have lied,

When they said that hard-work pays

 

The hope you had,

All the faith you held on to

Vanished

 

Reality hits,

Its no longer about what you always hoped for,

But the bitter reality you carry around

What You Wish For

wish

Sometimes you make a wish,

And it comes true

 

An unbelievable moment,

Becomes a lasting one

 

And you wonder,

When do wishes come true

 

When you make them,

Or months after

 

In a dark night,

In front of a tiny shop

 

Or on a long walk home,

Talking and eating your favorite cookies

 

In a rooftop watching the stars and the moon,

Or in the house you’ve never been comfortable in

 

On a first date,

Or when you begin to know them

 

When you’ve been through enough,

And the world finally gives you a break

 

You don’t even know

 

But suddenly you are living out your dream,

And you are not alone,

Since someone special is living every moment with you

 

So you stop asking the questions,

And you choose to enjoy every moment

 

Its clear each and everyday,

That you are not living a dream,

You are living your life

 

After a long time,

You finally got what you deserved

 

 

Traditional Woman

cartoon

She is being raised,

To be the person she doesn’t want to be

 

Her life feels like a prison,

In which she has been serving a 25 year sentence

 

She is the ‘woman’ of the house,

She has always been,

Even as a child

 

She cooks and cleans,

As she watches other people relax,

Simply because they are men,

And she is not,

At least that’s what they say

 

When tragedy strikes,

She is supposed to forget about her life,

It doesn’t matter that she has exams or loaded school work, or office work,

She has to put down anything regarding her professional life,

Until all is solved,

Even when those who could help her are many,

.. and they have nothing to do,

Because she is a ‘woman’

 

Her future in the minds of her family,

Working,

But most importantly a ‘submissive’ wife,

In the thoughts a ‘servant’ wife,

Because that is what she was raised to be

 

Her future in her mind,

Working,

Alone,

Free from the prison built for her,

Living a life she wants for herself,

Not a life that she is being forced to live,

She will not be the ‘traditional woman’ she was raised to be,

She will be her own woman

Innocent

angel

Innocent

…the perception the world has of her

 

The world has a perception of the word innocent,

She must be good,

She doesn’t talk much

 

‘Oh!…but when she talks

…she’s not that good’

They say

 

And she wonders,

Why do they have to bothered,

Why do they want to know so much about her,

Yet she keeps to herself

 

Why do they judge her,

Before they know her

 

Why do they assume that they know her,

Rather than just getting to know her

 

Its a waste of time to them,

She is quiet,

She is probably boring,

So for the rest of her life,

She is going to be judged by the world ‘innocence’

 

 

Now

watch

Time flies,

If only our thoughts,

Could turn into reality,

As fast as we would like them too

 

Its funny how things change,

Today you are broken,

You think you’ve changed,

And tomorrow you are healed

 

We are now in a happy place,

Yet we came from a land of sorrow,

We want to enjoy the moment,

Yet obstacles keep us apart

 

We are unsure of tomorrow,

Even though we smile today,

We hope tomorrow will be better