Ridding anxiety using the traffic light technique

The smudge of a thought turns to the creation of envisioned outcomes. The fear of what might uncontrollably unfold then causes uncomfortable physical signs to form. Sweat accumulates in the pits and the palms. Tips tremble and cannot be kept steady. What started as anticipation in the mind, transcended to the body; preparing for theContinue reading “Ridding anxiety using the traffic light technique”

Little Legs

Little legs leaping mountain peaks; barefoot through the treacherous burs and the thorns. Sheltering hurt deeply in the core of her stubborn shell; though falsely displaying a stunning assembly of well-striken armour adorned. The tested strength, in her feet, left her beat with defeat; as her best was quite shy to be good. But, mysteriousContinue reading “Little Legs”

Dancing Darkness

Unapparent curves adumbrate her acicular, yet divine, goddess-like figure, as she baringly graces the sturdy pole with her wobbling confidence. The devil slitheringly dares her to dance; as the angel agonizingly deplores her rehearsed steps. She breaks the unbroken and smashes the fixed, as the beat repeats every hellish night and the lights of shameContinue reading “Dancing Darkness”

You Come First!

Blame not yourself for another’s destruction when you reclaimed yourself from being destroyed. Their response to having reached your limit belongs to them. Be true to your you when accepting or refusing situations not meant to intrude your life. Stand for your beliefs, have your morals and values announced, heard, and respected. Select who comesContinue reading “You Come First!”

Miraculous Bond

Reposing, savouring each echoing tick of the clock’s tock. Showering her suffering child with endless cuddles. Reflecting, reminiscing all aching events from the wretched past. Smiling her worries away with a loving embrace. Returning, sharing many meaningful moments at last. Shifting her focus on matters that matter. Reaching, rubbing delicate skin with a healing touch.Continue reading “Miraculous Bond”

Fierce Fired Flames

Remarkably overcoming each disaster. Blurring her final destination – the trickery of life modifies her predestined path. Firmly clutching her indestructible glorious crown. Solidly strapping her overly experienced boots. Tightfully-clenching her strong iron fists. Winking whispers at her reflection. Powerful voice released from a statuesque look that could certainly kill. Weighted low-sunken shoulders. Beaten chin;Continue reading “Fierce Fired Flames”

Cup of Thoughts

As the warmth of her caffeine-filled start caresses the colour of her lips, the thoughts pour out from her feather-like tips. As deeply-gathered memories surface to appear on blank mutated manmade birch, her voice releases from her uncontained words. The rushing sensation, caused in her brain; similar to the sound of letters frantically throbbing fromContinue reading “Cup of Thoughts”

Single Bloom

Daintily, depositing lifeless seeds in the stubborn soil. Kneeling, patting the earth with her seasoned hands; As she invokes mother nature to commit. Simple sprout requested; Single vibrant colour; Sole petal to bloom. Daily, watering sprinkles of kindness on the selfless soil. Praying, trusting the world with her reasoned heart; As she conjures the universeContinue reading “Single Bloom”

Winding Road

Eclipsed by the full-grown trees, highlighted by the sunset shades in the sky, stood the start of her past. Layered bricks that formed her character; the creator of the creature that carries the baggage. The swing still shrieks in the shadows, as the weeping willow dances in the neighbouring meadow. Her footsteps creep to theContinue reading “Winding Road”

Dear Young You:

Crowded wrinkles, shriveled hands, an unsteady bone-sculpted mould. The depth in her eyes, a depiction of time, tracing a deep travelled road. She stares at her image, the damage and folds, from mistakes that her younger self made. Boldness strikes her blunt knuckles, crookedness forms, as the strength of her fist starts to fade. RecollectionContinue reading “Dear Young You:”

Mother’s Love

I remember your butterfly flinches and your turning around as I slept with a body pillow to hug and protect my body; temporarily serving as your home. Your subtle internal responses to the sound of my voice, and the way you followed the comfort of my hand. I remember the excruciating pain. But the instantContinue reading “Mother’s Love”

Acrylic Pores

Dripping dabs of her aura and revealing secrets as her colours splash across the plain canvas. The thickened paint pours from her refined pores like acrylic wine seeping from her chest. The burning brush beats to the rumbling crash of her emotions as she covers the edges and corners of her story portrayed. The paintContinue reading “Acrylic Pores”