I See the Light But…

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I finally see the sun through the forest.
Slivers of light make their way through the dense
packing of the trees.
A clearing is in the distance.
But—there seems to be a magnetic force around me.
That’s what it is right?
That’s why can’t I step towards the clearing.
… what else could be preventing me from freedom?

 

Photo captured by me in Fort Greene Park, Brooklyn

Into the Darkness

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I saw the light with you;
but also saw the underworld.
We plunged into the darkness,
ventured into the unknown.
Something about it was so beautifully scary;
intoxicating.
But it was time to take a break,
to embrace the light again.
You made your home in the darkness,
established your throne.

Sadness is my friend, my foe

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Sadness is my friend, my foe.
Sometimes I can sit with it and let it be.
Other times it bubbles to the surface and boils over,
leaving a mess in its wake.
I let myself be consumed by it,
rather than fighting the urge to control it.

Photo taken by me at Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn, NY.

Own Worst Enemy

Brooklyn, free form, free verse, freeform, love, Mindfulness, NYC, photography, poetry, urban photography, Well Being

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Feelings are just that, feelings.
It’s also because of them, that we do the things we do.
It’s because of our feelings, our desires for one another,
that we hope to execute shared dreams;
that we invest and feed each other’s souls.

What do we do when it all seems to be in jeopardy?
When you wonder if it was all an illusion?
You lied to me; I lied to myself.
Perhaps it is me.
I’m my own worst enemy.

Pic shot by me in Prospect Park, Brooklyn.

What is Strength?

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So much time spent trying to represent strength, because of fear.
Fear of being vulnerable; that somehow vulnerability equates to weakness.
It doesn’t.

Strength also means being receptive, understanding that emotions are messy and complex.
We’re human beings with a penchant for making things harder than they need to be.

 

Photo captured by me at Domino Park, Williamsburg.