Category: Life
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Peace Is a Privilege
You hated yourself so much it became a part of you. You see love for the first time; it feels and looks foreign. So you run away. You self-sabotage. You don’t understand until it’s too late. You take the lesson and write it in your heart—to never run away again, to stand still when self-sabotage…
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Keeping The Cold Out
The frozen ground and the chill in the air can’t fade the warmth in my heart or my will to step outside. No coat could keep the cold out, no voice could warm this path. I grabbed the collar of my own shirt so no one could get past my sweet smile to take advantage…
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Dead Of Night – Stepping Away
I stood outside, before I walked in, to feel all the emotions, because nothing is worse than locking them in. I walked to get there, with all the flashbacks in front of my eyes. No tears left—the pillow stole them all, in the dark of nights. This feels so much better. Twice in one day,…
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More Than Facing
More Than Facing | Something Out Of A Real Movie | Reality Of CalCon The scene where I saw beauty in the strongest wind that stopped me from walking towards my worst fears. I never just faced my fears; I looked into the eyes of the ones who caused the trauma and saw how disturbed…
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Not Worried
If all my steps were stolen from me, I wouldn’t worry. If someone called me a fool, I wouldn’t worry. If someone called me a liar, I wouldn’t worry. If someone I cared about left me, I wouldn’t worry. If I die today, I won’t regret it. If I lost everything, I wouldn’t worry. If…
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Someplace Else
I said I’ll write again when I know I am okay to face it. More, that I’ll put myself out there when I feel safer. My safety was stolen by the one who I was loyal to. I magnify every word and see how the cracks existed long before my last drop in the bucket,…
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Love And Despise
What I despised, now music to my ears. Sometimes a mix of both, because I could never love anything that much. Not more than my own safety. I could hate and love something. That only shows I love it coming from the right people or good people. Teens scare me in this strange land to…
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Violin Tunes
Poem By Calosha Gomes I hear Violin tunes at every corner of this tunnel I have entered and has me following the same. Now, I believe I am at the end from where I can’t find my way back to what I never liked and don’t know where this tune is taking me next. I…
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Abandoning
Poem By Calosha Gomes The big sigh and the relief soon after we all know what comes after that. Time to run, not me, who ever is around me. Because I am about to let loose ammunition of my Brain in silence and abandoning what was inflicted upon me by myself and others. My smile…
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Forgetting
Poem By Calosha Gomes Every few seconds of understanding, why we are here together. Forgetting, the same thing once we look away. Now, I am staring at my soul constantly and can’t live one more unspoken love story. Every few seconds of understanding, why I am looking into your soul. Forgetting, the same once I…
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More Than Survive
Poem By Calosha Gomes I only have two hands and sometimes wish, I had four. Would help get things done and meet the pace of my own mind. So many things and only two hands, grateful for every minute and every pedestal I was put on, I climbed with my angels. I am moving in…
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We Made It
Poem By Calosha Gomes We all have dreams that go unsaid. I bring out the best in people whose life I walk into. Something I’d always like to keep doing. We all have dreams that go unnoticed. I bring out the bright light in people whose life I walk into. Something I’d always like to…
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Green Light, Red light
Poem By Calosha Gomes Ohh let’s go. My soul left my body when I knew. I said, crap, not this again. Not me falling for the unavoidable and avoidant, again. Not me losing my spark for something that has left the chat. Maybe that’s me this time. Ohh no. I am so confused and so…
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Self Sabotage
I focused on our tomorrowand today I am forced to focus on my today.Had me dreaming, I could be anything I wanted.Now, I question why I even tried to be me.I wished I had been anything but me. Now, I regret moving to a strange land.Now, I regret pressing apply.All these regrets and only one…
Journey Of Living Pages By Calosha 