Right now
Is difficult to appreciate
A miracle
It's there
Under layers of unease
Cushioned in beats
That feel foreign to me
608
Right now
Is difficult to appreciate
A miracle
It's there
Under layers of unease
Cushioned in beats
That feel foreign to me
608
I know you mean well
You mean to make it better
"Tell me what you want to hear,"
Is the last thing I want to hear
607
Today,
Was a little different
Than the breath of
The last few days
Fresher
Less painful
Free
603
I know you're right there
Just over this bend
And around that curve
Your elusive glimpses
Don't leave me with doubt
I know you're there
Waiting patiently
For me to come around
601
Dear Tomorrow,
I hope your days brim with promises of firsts and the wisdom of been-theres.
I dream of mountains that will build you up and will fight for rivers to quench your goals.
I distress over extinct moments that have left no room for change.
I know a lot is not right now. And tomorrow, however wrong it may be, ought to be here already.
There's a struggle, I know you will see, one I hope you will not live. A struggle that upheaves into calloused hands and falls weary into broken arms.
There's much to wish for you. There's much to hope for the world that will be yours someday.
For now, I hope my first will be for a better you.
Lovingly,
Suparna
600
It's a pure delight
And such incredible
Privilege
To sit among friends,
Well wishers
Who care
And want to celebrate
With 9
Delectable
Courses
599
It rises
Slow enough
For me to dread
It's oncoming
But not as fast
As I'd like it to
These days my mind gushes with memories of tomorrow
And hopes of yesterday
I long for this to be over
Yet to savor every second
Knowing there is a specialness
To all the pain
597
Not meant to
But it happened
The first of probably many
That will sting, burn, and cling
With sadness
Even
If
Unintended
594
Dear Dan,
Thank you for being there and loving me like you love blueberries.
Love you,
Suparna
590
This was the day
That it erupted
And all broke lose
To give way to
Openness
And honesty
Will you remember?
589
What have we come to
That has allowed a bigot
To make it to this point?
Has our world got nothing left fighting for?
586
I ask myself everyday
If I'm ready for what lies ahead
Sometimes though
Life doesn't wait for your response
And goes ahead
With its own strong-willed plan anyway
So,
I am left with the choice to crumble
Or rise
585
The last ginger squash bottle
Was put on hold for me
Though just a simple sugar concentrate
Of ginger and lemon extracts,
And capsicum color it may be
It signifies much -
A momentary craving
Leading to extensive research
Rechecking ingredients
Calling shops
And finding
The last ginger squash bottle
Privilege wrapped on a moment's notice
Being with family who
Support, love, and care
Stability to afford a craving
The luxury of time and ability for
The last ginger squash bottle
584
Is it too much to ask
To slow all of this down
So we can take in every
Single waking moment
And capture every single
Sleeping breath
And one day,
Tell you all about it
581
There are times when
My heart smiles
And mind soars
With love and kindness
Children brighten this world
579
I feel lucky
To have two to call mine
There to hug and hold
Through rain and shine
They are mine
And I love them so
Always there for me
Through any high or low
My moms are my anchors
Grateful to have two
To my mommies, I say
I love you!
578