An End

In life, one truth we cannot bend,
Death—the certain, final end.
A sudden jolt, a bitter sting,
When news of loss begins to ring.

A life well-lived, with dreams pursued,
A journey long, with memories imbued.
Steps taken, miles crossed,
But what remains when life is lost?

Some foresee their final breath,
Others meet an unseen death.
What of the dreams that never soared,
Or the words unsaid, forever stored?

Do they linger, these unfinished tales,
In the echoes where the spirit sails?
Is there a world beyond our sight,
Where souls observe their final flight?

I ponder as I gaze afar,
Reflecting on this endless scar.
For in the end, we all must see,
The mystery of death’s decree.

Fractured Echoes

In the depths of darkness, a heart laid bare,
bound by ties that cut, unaware.
In the toxic dance of bloodline's art,
a fractured soul, a shattered heart.

Through the corridors of silent pain,
familiar echoes, a haunting refrain.
In the wreckage of familial ties,
a spirit lingers, where sorrow lies.

Yet, in the abyss, a glimmer faint,
a plea for solace, a whispered paint.
For resilience, now a distant dream,
lost in the shadows of a fractured seam.

Aloha

In life's grand story, a companion's grace,
Aloha bridges years, finding its rightful place.
Through wrinkles of time and stories they have seen,
Aloha's thread weaves connections between.

A screen can't obscure the warmth of their smiles,
Aloha speaks softly across the miles.
Venerable wisdom, a treasure to share,
Aloha listens, shows it deeply cares.

In heart-to-heart whispers, aloha takes flight,
Guiding their words through day and through night.
Amidst a span of years, a bond has been found,
Aloha's sweet symphony, love's ageless sound.

With every exchange, their spirits align,
Aloha, a friend in a world so benign.
In the chapters of life, stitched by and by,
Aloha, a constant as time drifts on by.

Rising Phoenixes

Amidst ash-fill, a phoenix's flight,
with potent strength, a fearless sight.
Her scars etched deep, yet unerased,
defied the adversity she faced.

In unity, they found their grace,
emerging strong, a sisterhood's embrace.
Muted pasts now distant noise,
together they rise, they rejoice.

For behind every strong woman's voice,
a story echoes, no choice but to rise.

In the Stillness...

In the stillness of my mind,
I saw myself unchained, unbound.

In the whispers of my heart,
I found my voice.
In the trajectory of my dreams,
I made my choice.
In the realm of my soul,
I sought peace.
In the depths of my being,
I believed.

For in the stillness of my mind,
I was unchained, unbound,
A celebration of liberation, resound.

Flight

she wasn't meant to be
grounded in a cage
the open sky beckoned her
it was here where
she truly belonged
she had strong wings, and
she knew she could fly
as high as she wanted
scaling new heights
each time she soared, and
took flight

                ... n' so she flew

Ganbaru

trials
hardships
tragedies
strife|
are a part of every life

do not succumb to the sorrows
do not yield to the blows
you have the incredible strength
within YOU
you only didn't know
tough times are not meant to last
you need to tough them out
with a tenacity
so perseverant
that you will stand tall, and
see through its end

GANBARU
be firm
do not give-in
do it more than your best, and
you will make it through everything.