WHEN WE TRAVEL...

PAIN ENDS - by © Katy A. Brown

PAIN ENDS  by © Katy A. Brown Breathe in the fresh air, Put your mind at ease. Let down your hair, Let it flow in the breeze. Let your eyes wander To all the beauty to be seen. If those toxic thoughts you still do ponder, Then let out a scream. Scream until the pain is gone, Until you no longer feel afraid. Open your eyes to a new dawn, Let the darkness fade. No longer compare yourself Or your flaws to others' perfections. Take the negativity off the shelf. Focus on your direction. Pick the sadness up off the floor, Sweep it into the wind. Close the door on self-hatred. Never let it back in. For the lies it would often tell you, You will no longer agree. Happiness and love are what you should hold onto. They are whom you should give the key. Pay no attention to the toxic thoughts, Listen to those who adore everything you are. Overthinking was what you once were taught, But now those thoughts you put in a jar. Focus on your goals, Never lose your fight. It's time to open new scrolls. Everything will be all right.

UNIQUE - by © Abimbola T. Alabi

UNIQUE   by © Abimbola T. Alabi Because I know who I am, I'm at ease and free. I can't be like others, And they can't be me. I've got fading scars, An unusual physique, But it all works together To make me unique. I've got hidden strengths, Some obvious flaws. Still I am who I am, For better for worse. I don't have to blend in; I won't live a lie. I can't please everyone; I won't even try. Some call me proud; Others stare at me in alarm. But I'm not one to bother, Because I know who I am.

 

THE TRUE MEANING OF LIIFE by © Patricia A. Fleming

THE TRUE MEANING OF LIIFE  by © Patricia A. Fleming The Years have passed by, In the blink of an eye, Moments of sadness, And joy have flown by. People I loved, Have come and have gone, But the world never stopped, And we all carried on. Life wasn't easy, And the struggles were there, Filled with times that it mattered, Times I just didn't care. I stood on my own, And I still found my way, Through some nights filled with tears, And the dawn of new days. And now with old age, It's become very clear, Things I once found important, Were not why I was here. And how many things, That I managed to buy, Were never what made me, Feel better inside. And the worries and fears, That plagued me each day, In the end of it all, Would just fade away. But how much I reached out, To others when needed, Would be the true measure, Of how I succeeded. And how much I shared, Of my soul and my heart, Would ultimately be, What set me apart. And what's really important, Is my opinion of me, And whether or not, I'm the best I can be. And how much more kindness, And love I can show, Before the Lord tells me, It's my time to go.

A touch of purple.....