This little doll

By RR SuperNova

A broken doll
I have at my home
It’s quite old
Yet precious
Unique and bold.

She looks fine
When given a glance.
Her eyes have become unique
Compared to today’s
Doll features at the mall.

One can tell
Her faint smile has passed
Through decades of soaked experiences
As well as bright sunny days.

She seems rough to the touch
Yet she’s soft and fragile
Like any other doll.

There is only one thing
That stings this poor doll
A broken record inside her soul.
She’s not able to express herself.
Only broken words come out as her sound.

I’ve thought of replacing her device
But then again
That would change
Her all.

You see
She’s got the loveliest
Of songs
Unique to her all.

So I’ve decided
To pull out that old rusty disc
Polish it
Fix some of the bumps
And also replace
Some of the broken strings.

It’s a big hassle
But it’s well worth it.
To give some love
To that
Which has been forgotten.

After finishing
Putting everything in place
I wound it up
It was just that perfect place.

I could almost hear the words
“Your faith was strong
But you needed proof”…
I felt the string
Resonating with my heart
It’s true
I have felt like that
I guess it’s my curiosity
Always getting the best of me.
I watched my classic doll
All fixed up
As I was hearing the song
And then
That part
That brings redemption
Into my soul
“There is a blaze of light
In every word
It doesn’t matter
Which you heard
The holy or the broken
Hallelujah”…

Just a beautiful song
Coming from my quite
Unique
And lovely doll.

I guess
It’s like advice given
From my grandparents
Who I’ve never known.

A Fight Within

Powerless encounter
I felt in my self.
I’ve realized
How frail life is
And how the mind
Plays insecure games.

Sometimes
It even dares to kill
Before one builds a barricade.
Even the steps
To stop every enemy within
Is hard to overcome.

A fight
Against my weaker self
Is to unfold.

Tired…
Even breathing
Is tiresome
But I want to live
So I breathe
And I dream
And make plans.

I tell myself
Come on
You can do this!
Just a bit more
Keep walking
Keep wishing
Keep longing
Don’t let yourself collapse.

Don’t…

Just don’t give in.

It might be the beginning
Of a long journey…

Maybe not that long…

Who knows
But don’t give in.

If you fall
Get up!
It doesn’t matter
how long it takes
As long
As you get up
Don’t give up!

Yes…
You are tired
But who isn’t?
Even though it hurts to live
It’s that feeling…
The feeling of pain
That echoes
That resonates
Existence itself.

Yes…
It hurts to touch
Yet to embrace
And be embraced
Can diminish the pain.
Maybe even
Goes away.

Yes…
It hurts to belong
And suddenly disappear.
But without forming warm bonds
Life would be monotonous and cold.

YES…

It hurts when you write
But don’t stop
Write until the pencil falls.
Trace that world
Don’t let it be lost
Into nothingness.

Don’t stop loving
Until your last breath.
Don’t hate
And don’t hesitate
Trust God
And trust in yourself
Give it your all!

This is just another trial
This is just another stepping stone
To a better self.
Hear that?..

It is the sound of
shackles smashing the ground
The sound of liberating yourself
Of shedding that weaker self
And opening your wings
Like being born again
You’re free!
To conquer
Anything you wish.

YES…
You can do this…

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