A COLLECTION OF MY HEARTS SPEECHES.

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Edited by; @theunusual_writer.

Poetry and two sips of hot coffee.

A GIFT FROM NATURE.

"I discovered love and peace within myself.

I regarded myself as a gift from nature.

And whatever I do, I am responsible for

I love myself too much.

I took time to know me.

And what I found amazed me.

And I wanted to know more.

more, more, more, and more

I don't beat myself too hard.

I try, I do my best, and I give all I can.

All of me

And I leave the rest to you.

Responsibilities rest on my shoulders.

And I do so gracefully.

Recognizing their presence in my life

I enjoy every moment of my life.

Good and bad

I take myself on tours around the world.

Positivity and purpose are always served at

My table

I have them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

And I can't help but top it up with peace.

I am never worried about the future.

Because I know it has a whole lot

For me

I work. I sweat.

And the heavens forbid that I don't eat my fruit.

My life's not perfect.

But I am on a journey towards perfection.

And as I drive

I obey every rule on the road.

I follow every instruction.

and I hope to get there."

Dear Youuuu,

As you read this, I hope you become stronger.

NO TIME IS TOO PERFECT.

'So I was 16.

When I asked myself

What I intended to do for myself

Even my world

I was so scared and skeptical.

About what I really wanted

Then I thought

I thought so deeply.

For days,

I searched my soul, the deepest place.

My heart, the innermost room

I reviewed my pleasures.

And my checked my passions

I interpreted my dreams.

And my visions

And I found out that what I wanted

was to leave my footprints

Thick!

On the sands of the universe

What I wanted was to build a legacy for myself.

What I wanted was to inspire my world.

and leave it with a big smile of hungry satisfaction plastered on its face.

And some said

I was too young to decide

To know what I wanted

Some said I was making the wrong choices.

Some said it could wait.

But no!

I knew what I wanted.

I knew there was no perfect time.

So I had to start early.

if I was going to make it in time.

"AS INNOCENT AS A DOVE."

"Writings of fear crested on my chest.

The black ink of uncertainty revealed its depth vividly.

The strange feeling of borrowed guilt and shame

Overshadowed me

And I cried within for a course I had never taken.

A path I never took

For words that were not mine, I paid

And I paid so dearly.

Looking at all the bitter faces that stared at me

As I was led through the crowd aggressively

With "criminal" yells, renting the air

I was like a pile of vomit just sitting there.

at the central gutter

Everyone winced in disgust as they passed by.

The huge gold statue of Lady Justice greeted me.

And as I stared at it, it hurt so much that she was on

blindfolds

It hurt so much that she couldn't see.

that I was innocent,

As innocent as a dove.

My heart bled even more,

knowing that she couldn't see the tears.

The tears that poured out of my eyes profusely

"Please, lady justice." I pleaded silently.

But then, just then,

I took a deep breath and resigned to fate

I was about to be served a dinner of justice.

of whose menu I wasn't allowed to choose from

And I was served death and a plate of chicken.

MY GREATEST NIGHTMARE.

"Whenever I'm alone, I reminisce on the times you cared."

The sweet, tasty memories we shared

Picking up what's left

It's nothing but a mess.

Living with you was my greatest nightmare.

And deep down, you knew it wasn't really fair.

Me hiding in my shell

While you shove me into the den

And send me to hell.

Wishing I never knew who you were

is me not having to fear

Anything that may come nigh

till I disappear."

THE DRIVING FORCE.

"There are so many voices in my head.

Telling me stories about my ancestors

Different stories, different meanings,

Different people are all driving at nothing.

that I couldn't help but drown in confusion.

and question my true existence.

I'm wondering if my veins are filled with Ahà or sha blood.

In a strange land, I found myself

Toiling for acceptance

and begging for validation.

I had no option.

because I was lost in confusion.

With the unceasing hunger for identity

Coursing through my veins

I returned

Searching for who I was in the sands

On mud walls and in beehives

even in anthills

I searched for my identity.

because without it

I would become a chicken roaming the streets.

aimlessly in the dungeon of lions.

THE END.

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