Painted Upon

Like a canvas they pour colors on me, choking me with the weight. They make “art” on my bare skin like it wasn’t beautiful on its own. They glide their brushes on my face to smoothen my lines, leaving me crinkled on the inside. They turn me prettier with each touch but I can feel…

Just A Hiccup

Dear city girl, I freeze in the buzzing streets as you push past me. I fumble over my words as I try to speak your tongue. I tug at my modest clothes as I see you dressed to the nines. I look at the plain Jane staring at me from the mirror as I see…

I Wish I Could

To the teenage girl at the bus stop, I saw you today waiting for the bus. I saw a reflection of myself in you. A shiver raced down my spine at that thought. I wish I could say I saw in you a budding writer like me. I wish I could say we share the…

On The Edge

I am standing on the edge of a cliff. As I look down, I see the calm water. It calls me, it longs for me. I am mystified by it. My eyes don’t want to leave it. I open my arms, ready to embrace the blue. But I am stopped by a voice above me….

Battling The World

When the world is against me, I battle alone. Standing my ground firm, head held high and looking at them in the eye. I may be alone, I may be singled out but I won’t give up. I’ll be bruised and I’ll be cut but I won’t bow down. It is for my respect and…

Woman Of My Dreams

I fight for myself and fight for others in need. I hold my ground when you are shaking the earth under me. My thoughts are my own and I speak what I think. I know what I deserve and won’t settle for less. I am the woman of my dreams.

In My Memories

A house full of memories I will leave behind to make memories in a new home. My giggles will echo long after I am gone. My scent will remain on the pillow and my voice in the twirl of the wind chime. I’ll remain in the photo frames of the wall. I’ll leave my touch…

My Tired Soul

I wake up tired after a good night’s sleep and feel exhausted all the time. Why? This question bugs me day and night but the answer was lost until today. It is not my body that is exhausted, it is my soul. I trust no one and loves me nobody. I escape my reality but…

Rinsing Off The Devil

A pure soul I was. Am I pure anymore? I was trampled by every passerby, laughed at and crushed like a piece of trash. They burned me with their false selves and abandoned me when I was no use. But I am still alive today. I am not pure anymore, my soul is dark. You…

I Am Alive

You have sucked life out of my eyes, my soul and my existence. Now I float above the ocean like world as a dead body would. My eyes are still open but they are frozen pearls with no tears in them. My heart is still beating but feels nothing. My brain is alive and well…

The Colored Canvas

Staring at the blank canvas, she stands with paints around her. It was a beautiful sunset right outside her window. But today nothing could inspire her to pick up the brushes. Lying on the table with the palette was a form that would admit her to medical school. But did she want that? Her father…

Pool Of Blues

A dip in the pool of blues gave me perspective. Is blue the color of sadness that I feel today? Then why is the sky so blue? It is free from all strings, has wind blown over it and smiles in the chirping of birds. Why is the water so blue? It is calm and…