Victories and struggles of life may blind your eyes so that the steps of the ladder blur out. Looking back again, we should remember and be thankful for those who did help us to reach where we are now. They could have been our foe, friend, relative, pet, or book. Gratitude reminds you that you didn’t reach here all alone. You had people to support and motivate you. It says you have a responsibility ahead – to lift people who are there at the bottom of the journey. Be a lighthouse, worth enough to bring many stranded sailors safely to the shore.
I would like to thank this blogging platform, which helped me cultivate my hidden skill, writing. I was a playful blogger first, then I wrote paid reviews, then came poetry, and then it went on. A writer should keep on writing. Practice makes a man perfect. I hope with this new beginning, I will regularly post on this blog. And may no evil eye or any abracadabra spell not be cast upon this blog. 😀
The womb remembers what even history hides. It holds the sorrow of unborn children, silenced mothers, and love that never had a chance to grow. This is not just a poem. It’s a voice for the pain we inherit and the healing we choose.
The poem depicts the overwhelming sense of worry, anxiety and fatigue people feel from the constant focus on an ongoing crisis in the news and social media.
It conveys how this crisis is discussed nonstop worldwide, in many languages, uniting humanity in concern but also dividing people in their perspectives.
The repetitive, endless conversation leaves people feeling overwhelmed and longing for respite from the frenzy.
I was enjoying a peaceful nap when I saw a headline: Could Climate Change Be Reversing Itself? My ears twitched—excuse me, what? After years of hearing the world was ending, humans have suddenly remembered they have brains. Carbon capture, reforestation, clean energy… they’re finally trying.
Meanwhile, my human? She’s still battling Google rankings like it’s life or death. Honestly, if humans optimized their health the way they optimize websites, we’d all be immortal by now.