Published author and a poet
Hello Mirakee!My 4h book A Memoir ' Things We Remember'Loaded with bundles of memories from my childhood, school, college, career, losing a job, challenges, ups and downs..lessons learned, observations and reflections.Read and post your reviews on Amazon to support my writings.
Since the day I heard, walk in someone else shoes, feel with their heart, see with their eyes, And now, I lost somewhere, when I forgot to walk In my shoes©hosadu
I have been hiding myself Behind the shells of inner feelingsI lost and foundI was sad and happy When I thoughtIt's was a fault in our society, I was broken into piecesAs I was overloaded carrying all my mistakesFrosty breath of not being enoughPricked upon my lifeMillions of feelings injected into meI was unable to understand I opted to shutdown The unknown vocalist in my headYet, I have been carried away by A nasty breeze to a distant landI picked up pieces of myselfThoughts embarked to compressEmotions split, heartfelt lighterThe moment I grabbed a pen and paperTo make these feelings an artTo transform them Immortal©hosadu
In my garden of poetryEvoked love and beauty You bloomed silentlyWithout even a hintBefore I planted seeds of memoriesAnd nurture of realityIs this your way of grudgeOr you are a self made soulWho stomps the weeds aroundShould I fenceOr trust your rudenessYet, your honesty driftedBeyond the borders of the land
Did you knock on my doorWithout a noiseAre you sitting in the seat of silenceWhere peace prevailsAre you guarding the heart Of kindness, where love emergesNothing wrong with the way I strivedFor your silence and kindnessLike twin eyes of my beingTo look within and walk beyond The horizon to stabilize both bondage and freedomTo streak all my misconception To fix my ignoranceAs I grow older, I would love to danceOn the edges of the timeWithout a tinge of shame and regretsPlease, wake me up, while I sleep.
When I think of Give more than you takeI look at the groundWhere I sat in the gentleLap of the motherly earthFor bestowing all that I wantedWithout even pleadingYou are a mother in the true sense!Yet, I forgot to walk gentlyThe way your other progenyLiving gorgeously, with the mantraLive and let liveI comprehend you were shelteredMy great grandparentsYou are going to shelterMy great-grandchildrenYou are one in common we all share, your divine womb
I have a story
I have a story, the story in search of acceptanceBut you're never willing to listenWhen I soaked and thrashed byThe waves of dispositionThe moments before I withered,How could you Spotted a twinkle Under the layers of my existence Like a bloom in the wildflowersWhile you intimidatedThe inscription of your breathStroked the bells of my soulYou say, enjoying every feeling To the fullest is bliss, Every pain, the ordealWorks to formulate My story a masterpieceAnd Even my tears Still tasted like an ageless wisdomAnd beneath the painEven in the wreckageLies a goldfishReady to ferry True Paradise Lost long ago within your entanglement©hosadu
Trial with the world of words Infinite whiteboard, a palette of colors Naked truths, in nested verses, Random words, a pinch of sentiments Roaming thoughts, crawling memoriesSensual, yet vast, able to hold so muchPeeled back layers of scrapsTrimmed at the edge of perfectionOutput, hot at the end of the blueprintArise a song of hope that spills through the dark roads, and the roads less traveled.
Last night I plowed the gloomy skyTo unearth the yet to shine starsWhere they buried themselvesUnder the hues of fear and self-doubtsMillions of them whackedThe darkness inside my heartWords fall short, Mined for the wordsBest words, best in orderTo match its sound and senseElse, would lose the essence of truthwhile assembling the garland, emergedMilky Way galaxy with several moons To brighten my world, starting from the coreThat's my harvest within
I have people from the past and presentWalking around in my head, waiting to write about them.. I place a few in my poetry, others in my motivational book, and Memoir. Rest are waiting to jump from shelves of my mind to pages of my future books. There is no way to escape until I give them a Justice.©hosadu