Unequal.

Passage B&W
depression
slow dark thud
that sways
like a pendulum
inside
corners of my mind
slow rhythm
waves of dark and light
alternating
swinging with the pendulum
light
dark
swings this way
swings that way
rhythm is lost
stuck in the dark
stays there
less light
uneven swaying…
uneven
dark 
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greenKhalil Gibran once said that people will never understand one another unless language is reduced to seven words.

What would your seven words be?

My seven words are not be words as such,
but attitudes…
seven words for the attitudes of humans.
With these attitudes the correct words will flow.

Kindness
Tenderness
Humility
Understanding
Generosity
Gratitude
Love

The Note

redrose

Walking down the street, you encounter a folded piece of paper on the sidewalk. You pick it up and read it and immediately, your life has changed. Describe this experience.

I don’t really expect anyone to understand this one…but I had to write it

A shabby piece of paper,
lying on the dirty sidewalk.
Meant for me, that I know.
Must be from him.
He said he wrote me many a note,
but threw them away,
in the dirt where they belong.
One got away, today…
bending slowly, grabbing the note.
I shudder as I read the words,
scrawled in cursive, blue ball point,
penned by harmful hand.
My heart bleeds.
My shoulders ache.
If only I could be relieved from this
a very dark day.
Sadness prevails.
If only with kind hand,
he wrote the note.
If only he would say,
just how wrong and apologise,
for being so perverse and bad.
It could have filled my heart with song.
A white dress I’d wear
with a rose in my hair
a white dress, a rose in my hair.
A white dress…

*hugs*