Posted in poetry

confessions…

i have been called many things…

labeled .

defiled & filed

with derogatory comment

unredacted …

seldom retracted…

of course it hurt…

i am human

i laughed,

turned my head

shook it off

dusted my self off

sometimes …

ofttimes

cried

for you…

for the me you don’t see

then

carried on.

you cannot change me

who i am

what i am

or taint my beliefs

with scorn & insult

only i can change

the me i am

& as it happens

i choose not to….

for i know me

who i am

what i am

what i can be

and for the most part

some of the time

i like me…

& love u

irrespective

for without compassion within

i am not at peace….

& cannot share its blessings

with you…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author:

I have a keen interest in The Arts as therapy and a fundamental tool for understanding and managing mental health. I love nature, reading, writing, poetry, painting dance and yoga. And have a keen interest in social issues & humanities.

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