Pensive Soul: January 2023

Sunday, 1 January 2023

REAL TALK

You have not accepted my reality

And I am oblivious as to what yours

might be

It seems like I must cross a million hurdles

just to hold your hands

Hurdles that are all constructs of your expectations
Society, friend-circles
And maybe even experience
But they all seem ridiculously unfair

to me
I cannot be what you expect me to be

My arms have no more stretch left

My veins arise under the duress

of just living

And I live within my range
So, to be the what, how, where and who of
your fantasy
Is certainly impossible for me
I am not able to cross those hurdles
And unless you do
we will never be
I have shown you my reality
And it is you who refuse to meet me there

SHOW OFF

Standing on this stage

Of grief

Flexing

Your muscles

In your top-heavy show

Of more head than heart

Walking on thin ice

with more weight

than wisdom

Putting on your

balancing act

To bring in the new year

Your ego of fireworks

In this season

Is as out-of-timing

as it is cruel

But models do

What models do

When putting on

a show