A salty warmth
Trickles down her cheeks
Words on tip
Curl back in
Shivery spasms
Tighten her lips
A waterfall of hurt
Heavy lids
Glassy eyes
Her soul slowly dies
Soft whimpering sounds
Drops of grief
Some lost
Some found
Quiet weeps
To ascending wails
Her heart can no longer hold
Hold back no more
Her tears bring warmth
To the icy cold
I've lost my children
Let me lament
It's my torment
I've lost my freedom to die
At least let me cry
Thursday, 9 January 2014
Sunday, 29 December 2013
13
It’s
gone away in a blink this year that was 2013. I admit in the pit of my stomach
I did know 13 was going to be a lucky year for me, despite my superstitious
dislike for the number in general. Nevertheless, unequivocally 13 was the year
for Thoughts Translated. A dream that was a size and half too big for my petite
structure has embodied me like a Lycra glove and kept me busy for the past few
months and hopefully many more to come. Thank you to Him for leading the way
and thank you to all those beings that smothered their energy all over me and
continue to inject me with daily inspiration.
Aside
from the obvious boom in my life, I like to reflect as we all do on a year that
has gone by and offer my Thoughts to all of you.
As
with all my years, 13 taught me a lot. I have often addressed friendships in my writing and given the
highest regard to this relationship after family. I have lauded my own fortune
and bragged about how lucky I am to have certain individuals in my life. 13 has
possibly been the biggest test of my life as far as this subject goes. I have
written about the theory that encompasses this relationship but 13 made me live
a lot of what I actually wrote about. It’s been a live journey where I was the
protagonist of peaks of pain and pleasure. I learnt that people don’t actually change; the truth is we just get to know them
better. This is applicable in the good and the bad. In the end what I
concluded was that one can never really know anyone that well and therefore you
must never get totally naked for anyone unless they are prepared to accept and love your
soul. I speak in a bitter tone, but in all honesty the truth is often a bitter
pill, but once you’ve swallowed it, the effects it has on you as a person are
filling you with peace and harmony.
Continuing
with peace and harmony, I learnt in 13 that your mind and body need to be in sync. You cannot live with your
body if your mind is not happy with it. I apply this theory to all aspects. If
you feel you look fat, it’s your mind that’s sending those thoughts in you and
therefore you mistreat your body to try and lose weight. You may control it in
the short term, but eventually you gain it back because the mind is never
completely happy. Similarly, if you are a sports person and push your body
harder than it can handle, again your mind is playing the power game and it’s
all good to push your limits and try to be super woman, but it’s also sensible
to listen to your body and press the stop or pause button at the right time.
You have a body that you must feed in the physical sense, but you must also
feed it positive energy. This positive energy only comes from your mind. When
the body or mind collapse, the other is left in the limbo and it’s very hard to
survive just on one.
13
showed me that second chances are golden.
We all make so many mistakes everyday, and we quite often learn from them too.
Ideally one would not make the same mistake twice but a lot of us do. In our
relationships we tend to hurt those that we love the most and if life gives you
a second chance to remedy this hurt, consider it a blessing.
13
asked me to pay attention to the details
and spend time alone. You know when magic occurs; it tends to occur
silently and can either be at super sonic speed or at snails pace. Either way
the key is to pay attention. I saw my nephew walk in a matter of seconds, I
produced a book in silence, I went back to running by carefully analysing my
defects. It is very important to spend this time alone and separate yourself
from the solutions that the world offers you. A tailor made solution will
always fit and last longer. Therefore, giving yourself this time alone helps
you to create the magic for yourself and at the same time you can focus with
your personal lens and not the universal world lens.
13 took off many masks. Positive thinking
is paramount and I stick by it. However, often we engineer ourselves so harshly
to believe in the positive of everything that we forget to actually believe it’s okay to not be okay. This trap we fall into makes us wear a mask.
Layers get added on until one day we actually collapse from the toxic layers of
plastic you have applied on yourself. There’s nothing wrong in failing, because
one only fails after they have tried, and trying is better than giving up.
13
was an extremely technological year for me, I mastered the art of being active
on more than six social media networks and using their benefits to increase my
blog followers. In this process I observed the artificial nature of online
marketing and the disastrous effects it can have on inter personal
relationships. I openly admit to loathing IM and all such forms of
communication. I use it because otherwise I would be off the wagon of survival
in this day and age. Nevertheless, I personally make sure I speak or have a face-to-face
conversation with all those people who matter to me and find the time to do it.
13
taught me how to let go and forgive
myself. Giving to others is my motto but I know I can only give so much.
Therefore, I give what I can, take what they can offer me and forgive them and
myself at the end of it. It’s a simple mathematical equation that in the end
always leaves you with no regrets. Say
sorry, say thank you and smile.
In
13 I discovered how knowing yourself
better will help you to know others. I think I am still discovering myself
actually; finally coming to terms with my real curls, my not so perfect figure,
my weakness for old Bollywood music, my inability to have a cup of coffee at
home and always at a coffee shop, my secret love for retro book stores, my
desire to buy all the sports shoes in the world, the kick I get from defying my
comfort zone and so many other unpublished secrets that each of us has.
All
in all 13 started off slow and steady, gave me some good tests mid year, slowed
down and relaxed me fairly well towards the summer, elated me so much in the
autumn and simultaneously kicked me hard in the ass towards the end of the
year. Thank you 13 for your lessons, gifts, warnings, eye openings and above
all endings that promise new beginnings.
I
read last week that the new trend for 2014 is not to have resolutions but to have a theme. A theme you stick by and
follow all your plans bearing in mind certain thumb rules that qualify your
theme. Can we all do that for 14? I will try my best and what I promise is to
keep sharing Thoughts, good or bad. Happy New Year to all and thank you!
PS. 13 also taught me that 14 is on it's way and if you were not able to do something this year, don't give it up and pursue it in the new year. :)
Spaces
Does the sky complain when the clouds invade heavily on her?
She just stands with dignity, allowing the sun to shelter her with warmth
The clouds are not at fault
They spend their life being pushed around
De burden their sorrows by giving us rain
Does the sun complain when he must depart the sky to allow room for the moon?
Two lovers, the sun and the moon
Can’t be together, yet together forever
Does the moon complain when the stars outshine her beauty?
For a dark night needs light
The moon allows the stars to perform their duty
Sometimes there are spaces that cannot be occupied
By more than one or two
Each one must respect and allow the other to do
She just stands with dignity, allowing the sun to shelter her with warmth
The clouds are not at fault
They spend their life being pushed around
De burden their sorrows by giving us rain
Does the sun complain when he must depart the sky to allow room for the moon?
Two lovers, the sun and the moon
Can’t be together, yet together forever
Does the moon complain when the stars outshine her beauty?
For a dark night needs light
The moon allows the stars to perform their duty
Sometimes there are spaces that cannot be occupied
By more than one or two
Each one must respect and allow the other to do
Wednesday, 18 December 2013
Once upon a dream
Shabby chic velvet chairs
Dark spiral stairs
Psycadelic dance floor
Booze on the pour
Tall and confident she stands
Short skirt
Tall heels
Short is how I feel
"Let's dance" she commands
No big deal
Sultry black locks caress her breasts
Almond eyes fixed on me, not looking away
Oh her eyes
Anaesthetise... mesmerise
Electric tunes, I'm on the rise
Sticky bodies jive side to side
She pulls my curls, gripping them tight
I gasp as she encircles me, nowhere to hide
Our torsos meet, as we slide
Trickles of sweat brushing bare shoulders
Fumes of perfume lingering closer
I'm meeting her beat
Hands on hips, a rhythmic repeat
She drinks me with her eyes
Undressing me slowly with her smile
We stand like this for a while
She's beautiful
Spectacular
Distracted am I suddenly
A silhouette stands staring
Nonchalantly smooth
A glare so overbearing
He's looking
Absorbing
Envelops me in shudders
A piercing chill
His eyes meet mine
Sending a shiver right down my spine
I know him
A distant memory, now blurred and thin
Who are you?
A soul I once knew
Bright lights and big stage
Distracting me, I can't engage
He's fixed on me, as I on him
A sea of confusion
Up surface and swim
She whispers in my ear
I can barely hear
"He wants ..."
"He wants... "
Awake
Dark spiral stairs
Psycadelic dance floor
Booze on the pour
Tall and confident she stands
Short skirt
Tall heels
Short is how I feel
"Let's dance" she commands
No big deal
Sultry black locks caress her breasts
Almond eyes fixed on me, not looking away
Oh her eyes
Anaesthetise... mesmerise
Electric tunes, I'm on the rise
Sticky bodies jive side to side
She pulls my curls, gripping them tight
I gasp as she encircles me, nowhere to hide
Our torsos meet, as we slide
Trickles of sweat brushing bare shoulders
Fumes of perfume lingering closer
I'm meeting her beat
Hands on hips, a rhythmic repeat
She drinks me with her eyes
Undressing me slowly with her smile
We stand like this for a while
She's beautiful
Spectacular
Distracted am I suddenly
A silhouette stands staring
Nonchalantly smooth
A glare so overbearing
He's looking
Absorbing
Envelops me in shudders
A piercing chill
His eyes meet mine
Sending a shiver right down my spine
I know him
A distant memory, now blurred and thin
Who are you?
A soul I once knew
Bright lights and big stage
Distracting me, I can't engage
He's fixed on me, as I on him
A sea of confusion
Up surface and swim
She whispers in my ear
I can barely hear
"He wants ..."
"He wants... "
Awake
Tuesday, 17 December 2013
Untitled
There are times when someone can be your umbrella
But also your rain
So much pleasure
Yet also pain
There are times when a year is not so far
A week longer than any healing scar
There’s closeness in distance
Come close and there’s no memory or existence
There is a peculiar bliss in letting out some tears
A laugh cannot fully unleash our deepest fears
There are times when you seek strength in others
Doesn’t a temple stand on independent pillars?
A shoulder will shelter you from your demon
Being alone ultimate freedom
There are times when broken pieces can be put together
But they prick your fingers
Their pain forever lingers
Sand is free and easy
Until water marks territory
Caging her
Weighted and uneasy
But also your rain
So much pleasure
Yet also pain
There are times when a year is not so far
A week longer than any healing scar
There’s closeness in distance
Come close and there’s no memory or existence
There is a peculiar bliss in letting out some tears
A laugh cannot fully unleash our deepest fears
There are times when you seek strength in others
Doesn’t a temple stand on independent pillars?
A shoulder will shelter you from your demon
Being alone ultimate freedom
There are times when broken pieces can be put together
But they prick your fingers
Their pain forever lingers
Sand is free and easy
Until water marks territory
Caging her
Weighted and uneasy
Thursday, 12 December 2013
Do You Have The Balls To Take The Blame?
You know what I actually think? It’s turning into a problem from both ends. Let me give you an example. Jane and Anna are good friends. What Jane and Anna have in common is both belong to a culture where everything is about themselves and their problems and their universe. Jane fails to recognise Anna’s needs on a few occasions and ends up causing pain to Anna, resulting in a bad misunderstanding, fuelled by this need to blame one another. Anna is consumed by her own universe and wishes for attention, she has high expectations from her relationships. Jane is also in her own universe and fails to recognise Anna’s needs and doesn’t pay attention to her friend. Who is wrong? I think both are. I will come back to this narcissistic way of life later. What needs to be addressed is how a problem should ideally be tackled in the first place.
One of the hardest things to do in life is to accept blame for something that has gone wrong. It’s interesting how when we are successful, we are more than happy to be the centre of attention. Yet when a disaster has occurred, we are quick to put the attention on someone or something else. If you actually accepted the problem and took the fault upon yourself, you’d be fixing half the problem right there. There are very few people who can be strong enough to accept blame and take responsibility when something goes south. What is it that makes us shirk from this blame? It can be a combination of your ego and fear. When a child does something wrong, it’s his fear of being told off that usually makes him find an excuse to shy away from his responsibilities. As a grown up, you find your pride can get in the way and a lie could mask the truth and remedy the problem. Both are wrong approaches to dealing with the solution I’m afraid. If you are going to create road- blocks then let’s discuss these now.
Blaming others – As I said earlier, it is far too easy to pinpoint and attack the evil in others than to examine the evil within yourself. It doesn’t matter what has happened or how it has happened, how are your going to tackle the consequences? When you decide to blame someone, are you not giving up complete control of the situation? Yes your ego feels lighter when you can put the blame on someone else, but don’t forget you are still responsible for the occurrences.
Making excuses – Oh I love this one! All my excuses make perfect sense to me, but the only thing that makes sense to both of us is the truth. Basically when you make an excuse, all you are doing is blaming a circumstance and not a person.
Complaining – What is this constant obsession with taking part in criticism of every little aspect of your life. I am sick, I am tired, I am bored, I am fed up… you are being outright negative and using complaint as a defence mechanism to cover the facts. Man up and face the world, buckle up and show up when you are responsible. It’s so easy to simply say I am going to get an asthma attack if you keep yelling at me. Reframe your thoughts and put some perspective on how the other person is feeling.
Victim of circumstance – well in this scenario one is simply doing the opposite of taking responsibility. What we are doing is giving up the control on our own lives. Imagine if a multi-million dollar company decided to simply give up and sit back because a few things went wrong. Is your life not even more valuable than these companies?
I’m sure all of you can identify very clearly with some or all of these roadblocks and if you have a clear conscience you will also admit to using them from time to time in order to escape from the blame.
Taking blame vs. taking responsibility
There is an interesting phenomenon in the use of both these words, depending on how you read or use them can have a different effect on your mind. Taking blame is like giving a sting or pinch to someone else and there is a bitter flavour in the use of this word. Taking responsibility almost implies taking ownership and feeling pride in the matter. It is like having the ability to respond in any given situation. Do you see the difference in the tone?
Solutions
The first thing to do is accepting responsibility and confess what went wrong. Sometimes you are not completely at fault, but if damage has occurred and you are involved; the responsibility is yours to take. Avoid roadblocks because all they will do is make you skate around the problem and probably make a bigger mountain of everything. Also, the truth comes out eventually, so don’t be fooled by the masks you are attempting to use in order to tranquilise your ego or supress your fear.
Try to solve the problem, whether it is a company project, a misunderstanding or helping to rekindle a meaningful relationship. Once there is a solution on the way, it is a good time to give your explanation and make the other person understand what your thought process all along. Be humble and don’t forget the fault / blame / responsibility is still on you. Quite often the scars that remain from the disaster are a consequence you have to live with. Make your peace with them and move on.
I would like to add further insight into moving on. I think there are people in your life you will probably hurt a lot, often those you love the most. You don’t mean to hurt them, but the outcome results in pain. If this keeps happening, well perhaps those individuals are meant to remain in your heart but not in your life. Apologising wont make you a smaller person, it will earn you respect and then you can move on.
I have written this article with more conviction than many of my others, because I truly believe our society has forgotten how to take the reigns on significant problems and they choose the easy way out. We have turned into borderline narcissists because what concerns us more is what others will think of us, our appearance, our food choices, our song selections, our every move during the day. Ring a bell? Social media! The #selfie syndrome resides within all of us and whether you like it or not, we all have a Jane and Anna in us.
Facebook as the name suggests is the book of your face. A book, which you are constantly trying to filter, look better, enhance, and appear more flattering, and you only want to see the book when your face looks good. If we apply this on a regular basis, you will ultimately forget to address your flaws and leave them in recycling bin.
Ultimately this way of life catches up with you and truly weighs you down. So, lets all try harder to examine ourselves and detect what effect your actions and thoughts can have on others. Do you have the balls to take the blame now?
Friday, 29 November 2013
Blur
Some days I hide in my incoherent bubble
I drink my wine
This only adds more trouble
Some days the pieces are in my hand
I throw them far out
To watch them land
They get lost in the sand
Some days I don't want to be found
Solitude bound
Fuzzy figures all around
No sound
Some days I want to cry in my sleep
I want my dreams to hear my weep
Drown those tears
Far and deep
Some days I want to lose all my breaths
Live a thousand deaths
So I can just start fresh
And breathe again
Some days don't come everyday
But when they do
You have to let go
And be true
Some days it's okay to not be okay
Go for your walk
Have that invisible talk
He's always listening
I drink my wine
This only adds more trouble
Some days the pieces are in my hand
I throw them far out
To watch them land
They get lost in the sand
Some days I don't want to be found
Solitude bound
Fuzzy figures all around
No sound
Some days I want to cry in my sleep
I want my dreams to hear my weep
Drown those tears
Far and deep
Some days I want to lose all my breaths
Live a thousand deaths
So I can just start fresh
And breathe again
Some days don't come everyday
But when they do
You have to let go
And be true
Some days it's okay to not be okay
Go for your walk
Have that invisible talk
He's always listening
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