INSIDE OUT..

When you smile
From deep inside
And your eyes shine
So confident, so bright
And when you walk
Your stride
So wide
So full of pride
It makes me smile

When you cry
Feeling helpless
And you’re mad at yourself
Cause you hate showing weakness
And then you walk
Your stride
So wide
So full of pride
It makes me want to cry

When you love me
So full of belief
So understanding
With such relief
And when you touch me
So carefully
And look right through me
Without a doubt
You know me inside out

And when you walk
Your stride
So wide
So full of pride
With me by your side
Your eyes shining so bright
It makes me love you..

THE BIGGER PICTURE..

When that week ends,
The year concludes,
And freedom is before me,
Will that freedom feel as refreshing as I’m led to believe?
As it turns out all the good that I have
All of the friends and the fun
All of the jokes about this that and the other thing
Well… no one really laughed at the other thing but that’s beside the point
It’ll all be over
All the freedom
The tearing down of walls and fences
And no longer having to stumble down hillsides
Toward rocky cliffs of disappointments
Isn’t really welcome is it?
No not at all.
You see it’s the beatings and punishment you take along the way
That makes you appreciate life
Lets you see the forest for the trees
Whatever that means
You have to come to an understanding
An agreement with yourself
To care about the big picture
But to not stress over it
To want for more
But not die for everything
You only live once don’t waste it
It’s the petty “life changing” instances
That we all care so much about at the time they happen
But really don’t matter
It’s all about seeing the forest for the trees I suppose,
Coming to that understanding, that agreement, that life is always worth the struggles
Who cares if someone broke your heart?
Grab some duct tape I’m told it fixes everything
Who cares if someone stepped on you?
Maybe that footprint on you back would be a cool fashion statement
Who cares if things didn’t go the way you had expected?
If there’s anything life has taught me it’s that expectations are made to be broken
So I’ve got to ask…
On which side of those expectations will you fall?

THE GOLDEN LEAF

Yesterday, I was the mist of the waterfall
Tomorrow I will be a raindrop
Racing toward my destiny
But today
I am the cloud
Floating amidst the mountain peaks
The hangman’s noose is empty
For I am life
I cannot be destroyed
The winds of adversity
Buffet and mould me
Yet I float free
I am freedom
The bird that flits happily
Among olive trees
I am the wind of the evergreen glades
I am boundless
Without secrets, without fear
I am love
The red ferns on mossy grass
I am Now
This hour, eternity
I know no beginning or end
I cannot be destroyed..

A HERO THAT GRACED SO MANY PEOPLE’S HEARTS

we often  don’t get great goodbyes from the people we love. 

At many a times is never the best.. 

Many of us will be brave and say-“It means nothing”, yes.. maybe- what about it touching your heart..?: Now it means alot, right?

I have lost a few people that I loved. But loosing my uncle charles was the most painful experience.

Receiving the news- a text from my niece, saying that, “Uncle has got an accident and died…”

That message got the very best of me. 

I was shaking trembling, didn’t know what to do. 

I hurriedly texted my mum. She was more devastated than I was.. I heard her crying so painful.

I remember consoling my siblings to stop crying too, convincing them- uncle Charles will be fine; deep inside I was broken too.. tears dropping down my cheeks. I had to Hide my face from them.

Not confiding with the uncle charles death news. I had to call Uncle Richard and he confirmed to me and said,”Its true..” That really hit me so hard . I couldn’t control my tears. I couldn’t believe that my uncle was no more. 

Up To date, I have not yet believed that we won’t watch football with him.. His beautiful jokes.. Those Lingala dances.. They are never coming back. 

To me.. 

He will remain one of a kind; a hero that graced so many people’s hearts with laughter.

The ocean of death came between us.. 

He might have been stolen by the grisly road accident, but his great sweet memories will always live in our hearts forever; each one of them will be remembered.. 

REST IN PEACE UNCLE CHARLES- till we meet again.