What matters is what you have accomplished, not what you have arrived for.

This injury not
Worth your worry
None had the power
To take your beauty away
On the outside and inside
You shine like a star filled sky
You radiate charm
Lucky is the injury
Can borrow your elegance
Large hearted to share it
Makes you more attractive
Made fun of by others
Does not matter
Throwing stones at the Sun
Doesn't reduce its radiance
Others making fun of your
Shows their lacking in confidence
Do not waste thoughts
On people without a heart
Do not worry Be happy
You are the definition of beauty
Unable to handle it
They seek humor in your agony
Even in agony none is a patch
To lessen your appeal
Go to class
And give it Class

The numbers on the board
Did not understand a word
Number and word
Identical it appeared

Numbers dancing in my head
Already overload of baggage inside
Saw others at ease it with
Made me more nervous than it already is

Words were jumbled
I couldn't even mumble
Writing alphabets a task
B and D s Were D s and B s

Affected my learning
Crippling my understanding
Did not know i was dyslexic
Results in exams were tragic

Above average intelligence
Socially likeable amongst friends
Grasping with common sense
Had no problem hence

A rarity in occorunce
Great men overcame this detterant
I did too with perseverance
No regrets clarity in my vision and vision

The clock is ticking,
time is thinning.
I'm withered to a few loose threads,
on the verge of snapping,
threadbare.
It's not fair
that nothing gold can stay
summer fades,
you move away,
youthful days,
and these threads that are frayed
can never be put back together.
Time is brutal, everyone dreads her,
you can run but you can't hide.
The clocking is ticking...

tanks are marching over my soul
bombs are dynamite for sight
it is unbearable
(if you can't ease)
the pain
the anger
the grief
helplessness and terror
they sculpture our souls
raising citadelles to dwell

I weep words for time not to freeze
it is cruelty that shuts down the mind

countless lives are played at the roulette
the geometry of power is mutilating everything
especially the birth of reality
my fragility like velvet
is soft to touch.
the trajectory of erratic steps,
the fragility and the strength of the world
are visible through bones of glass

hatred is a force that keeps the center spinning,
not turning into a black hole

we are close
the tyrant pushes himself on the brink
the naive world has fortgotten -
tanks are marching over
bodies carrying
the brightest of light -
the event-horizon
of death

Empathy
Sympathy
Know tbe difference
No matter the experience or situation
Empathy stands out
You can care
You can relate and understand
Respect privacy
Knowing the difference makes the wrongs and sorrow easier
to digest and accept
Making a wrong right is not easy

C@rainbowchaser2022