Everyone owns a story
be it good or bad, fixed in memory
varying in shape or perspective
listed in sub-conscious records to perceive.
Has anyone had the experience
of jealousy among siblings,
when mother makes a bigger share
to an older brother she always care?
Has anyone had the feeling
of loving parents who are unyielding,
or have you nurtured animosity
making heart suffer in great intensity?
Had anyone been compelled to marry
at so tender age and put in quandary,
so motherhood becomes responsibility uphold
upon shatter of marriage long been foretold?
Has anyone suppressed an emotion
in favor to circumstances of obligation
thereby happiness deprived
in an effort to survive?
Had anyone been in a situation
of innocence and ignorance to reckon,
been taken advantaged of
by strangers wearing a mask of love?
Oh, this word called love,
a wonderful gift from above
remains a mystery to tell,
have you been under this spell?
Now, the hardest part is over.
My untold memories in order
I've paid my expensive dues to move
I've nothing more to prove.
I let the results
speak for themselves
and don't smear my hands
with idle, trendy
or high maintenance indulgences.
I take appropriate precautions
and nurture the finer things
that are in tune with my needs
faithfully satisfying the multiple senses.
I crafted a flowing comfort zone
or romantic paradise
from the established simple pleasures
or self-renewing efforts.
I maintain self-control,
and the art of being alone.
Finally, I found an ounce of cure;
Consistent spiritual feeding
creates a rich
and replenished soul.