Living my life on my own terms and conditions, I've celebrated life at every given opportunity. Here I take the opportunity to share a few of my experiences in form of poems, short stories or articles.
Easily displeased Quick to be disappointed Crushed by weight gain and calcium depletion Sagging breasts and a pear shaped figure Aching bones and aching patella Stretch marks and varicose veins Inadequate and solemn answers to questions Sometimes too critical or aggressive And a hormonal meltdown….
Keen intelligence yet detached humour Mid age crisis; searching for eternal love Zero tolerance to bull shit and attitude Or laughing at herself Sometimes a stranger even to herself Hot flushes; fluctuating blood pressure Progression from heels to flats…Occasionally Missing a step while climbing or walking And a hormonal meltdown….
Superior knowledge; experienced, affectionate, Queer, funny yet tender and understanding by default Echoing silences and self-castrations Occasionally crossing over the line As they inch towards reaching their prime A cranky child; trapped in her skin fighting A losing battle against age spots and wrinkles They’re in menopause state of mind Facing a hormonal meltdown….
I accept that the truth hurts But what hurts more Is living in a state of denial. Afraid of facing the truth. Overwhelmed by our dysfunctional world We constantly practice denial Ignoring reality Idealising the non-existent Taking refuge in nostalgia We refuse to let it go. Choking on self-respect I wonder why We choose to hurt ourselves By searching for continuous mirth? Face it. Confront it. Let it go. Free yourself from the sorrows Follow your heart But do listen to your mind for It knows. For only the Mind can treat the cancer Of living in a state of denial
Rays of light Peering down from The cusp of heaven A heavenly touch of sunshine Piercing through the cloudy sky Slipping through the golden gates, As if blessing me in my Moments of personal glory, As my dreams become reality. Looking back I feel So easy, was the idea of giving it all up! So easy it was to think of not writing anymore, But one thing I was not prepared for Was to tame the voices and the words that Played truant as I went to bed. To silence this voice of mine, To let the words all scatter And fall around me.
Taking a deep breath Look upwards and feeling blessed I walked back inside To the warmth of home Throwing away all the uncertainties To the wind; trusting my instincts Letting the magic work Chill out with a glass of wine As I lay my anxieties of the day to rest.