Yesterday’s Mess

There was a heart once nesh,

now it’s all marble, no feels,

nestled in a concave of apathy.
In it lies yesterday’s mess,

in such a profusion quite blinding,

and with great pains, quite killing.
Certain sad pasts have caused a pestilence,

afflicting the mind and being with void,

an emptiness that doesn’t want to be filled at all.
Shattered heart of yesterday,

please think about today,

and realise the blessings you keep pushing away.

Opportunities 

To all those who have lost any opportunity, this is to let you know that opportunities do repeat themselves. Fine, it might seem somewhat difficult to obtain such opportunity back, but the point is, they will definitely come again.
Like Tye Tribbet’s song says, “if He did it before he will do it again”. So, please don’t spend your life wallowing over spilled milk. Whatever you might have lost, just keep believing that the God of second chances will  restore them back to you

‘Forget’

Learn to move on from that which hurts you. I wouldn’t say you should let go, cos the truth is, we don’t really let go of certain memories, no matter how hard we try. We might think we did let go, only to find ourselves being reminded of them, probably by just a gesture, a person, or even a thing. So, yeah, letting go is out of the question. 

The best you can do is move on GENUINELY, that, whenever those sad memories are revived from their subconscious, you wouldn’t give a tear or feel a pain in your chest. Rather, you would give a smile and contented sigh that says “that was just life being life, I’m better now”-This is one way to ‘forget’. 

P.S: Make peace with that sour past of yours, and you’ll realise just how less stingy it feels when reminded of it.

Hear Me Out

I ask not that you believe me,

all I ask is that you give your ears some listen

for I’ve got a lot buried in me

that they seem quite too much to contain.

And oh! how they do tamper with my brain!
I sure do fear the outcome

if I fail to give myself a purge

Thus, I beseech you my sweetling

that you allow me say my piece,

before I finally take my leave.