Tag Archive | hope

72. Waiting

After every storm,
came the gentle morning breeze,
wrapping her arms around me and whispering in my ear
the secrets I was not brave enough to hear.

After every storm,
came the hope of a better tomorrow,
the silent lifting of the clouds,
the distant raising of the glass to the sky.

After every storm,
I’ve waited.
And that precious tomorrow has finally become today.

©Brindology 2016


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Daily prompt: Calm

66. Angels

Do you believe in angels?
Hovering around you,
Wings coated in gold?

Do you believe in angels?
Standing beside you,
Making you glow?

Do you believe in angels?
Gently lifting you,
Holding you close?

Do you believe in angels?
Listening to you,
Healing your soul?

©Brindology 2013

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59. Scribbles in your notebook

Why do you let your words remain silent?
They are more than scribbles in your notebook.

That secret you hold deep in your heart,
That love that nobody knows about,
That thought that keeps you from breaking apart,
Are but mere scribbles in your notebook.

Set them free.

©Brindology 2016

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54. My gift to you 

You have these wings
So why don’t you fly?
Have you a fear
Of being up high?

You have this voice
But I don’t hear you sing;
Why hesitate?
Of what do you think?

You have this wisdom,
Please speak your words,
Don’t be afraid,
You won’t sound absurd.

Now this moment will pass,
It won’t live again,
Our presence will soon
Be drowned by the rain.

It’s only a heartbeat
That each one of us has,
So make every day count
Till you breathe your last.

You have these wings
Spread them wide and fly,
Be not afraid
Of being up high.

©Brindology 2014

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39. Hope

Shall this be my song of hope?

Why do you not want to sit in silence?

This silence is driving me crazy. I don’t want to hear myself think.

How can you talk of hope when your heart holds nothing but despair?

It is because I am sunk, I am defeated, I am nothing more than the dust covering this earth, that I can think only of hope now. I have nowhere to go. No one to meet. No one to hold my hand while I weep. I have to go up. There really is nowhere else to go.

©Brindology 2016

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25. Red string

今晩は奇跡の時。
あなたと赤い糸を摑んだ、
抱き合った。

Is this the day the stars fall
From the sky
To the ground
Only to become
Dust
Once again?

When all that has been
Remains in the past
With closed doors,
And all that is to be
Waits in the rooms that don’t yet exist,
And all that is happening
Becomes part of you and me?

©Brindology with Ide Keishu & Jufri Annuar 2016
Original image by Jufri Annuar

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10. Book

I sit here on this day and allow my words to tell my story.
Some pages may stay blank,
Some devils have not been purged.

Some devils do not deserve my time.

This is my book,
My story,
My time.

©Brindology 2016

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