Is it you or a poem?

Every time you talk I feel like I'm listening to poetry. Your words sound so deep and beautiful when they come out of your mouth. Am I lucky or are you, because I love poetry. And Now I'm wondering, is it you or a poem that I like the most?

     

                                                  TEN~ KHA 

Escape From Reality

 

 Running away from reality looks like a flying kites, it looks like it’s free ( escape)but we don’t see the thread (reality )that is attached and being controlled ( our life). 

                                   

                                       TEN~KHA

Why am I a woman?

 

She asked Why am I a woman but not a man?  why do I have a body that isn't even mine? She cried her lungs out begging to leave her alone but they acted to unheard her voice and continue to torture her. She was bleeding and shivering feeling helpless when she was fighting for her life. She has been surviving throughout her life to get this, really….  ? 

With eyes full of tear she said Oh lord I don't understand how one human can be so cruel showing no mercy. I don’t want justice just by hanging him for split second to end his life while he ended my  life in such a painful way. I wish to see him screaming for his life like I did , I wish to hear him crying like I did , I want him to know how i felt when he did the same things to me. How can he easily die when i was dying alive. This is how I want  my  justice, not by death penalty.  

The person that used my body, and tore me apart was born from a woman like me but the difference is that I am not his mother. The pain that his mother endured to give him a beautiful life but then he gave me the same pain to end my life. He turned out to be monster in a human mask who ended my life in a gruesome way

Am I the only woman who doesn’t like the way I am ? I feel like living in an invisible cage surrounded by fear. Every day living with the fear of judgment and being attacked. What have I done wrong, why am I living with fear when god has set me free.

Will it ever be okay to be born as a girl? Will the world ever be a better place for women? Will the thinking of man's mind ever change? man will a man but every man will not be the same man. The men who have earned the respect of women will always be a gentleman.

It's enough to give them power and cover up their crime with silly reasons created by  the society. We need to stop giving them misinformation that we are powerless against them and start making them feel afraid of their death because they don’t deserve to live when they don’t give a shit about someone’s life out of lust.   

                                TEN~KHA

Dilemma

 

I kept thinking about how I wanted to be acknowledged by people, but at the same time I also wanted to disappear. I feel like those painting which people admire but nobody know the actual story behind it.  I feel Like those books in a bookstore that are judged by its cover without ever turning their pages. I feel Like a smile on a person face where the sadness In their eyes goes unnoticed . I feel Like those painful stories that poet hides behind their beautiful poetic lines.

                         TEN~KHA

A cup of tea

 

 

Dear Tea,

 We always have a great conversation, whether it means pouring our heart out or never ending talk. We keep meeting wherever we go. A feeling you get from a cup of tea never get old and one can never get enough of it. We live every single day with a tea and share our joy and sadness through it. How can something so simple can give us such a rich experience is a real wonder. Is it Is miracle or I think about tea because every sip of tea gradually relief the whole stress that we carry in our mind and body.

                     TEN~KHA 

Dear road

 

Take me wherever you can. But please don't hesitate to stop if needed.

If the destination is getting further away as you get closer, then do not rush. Sometimes I may have to step on muddy ground or on beautiful grass. Sometimes I may have to run on the trail or face a two-way street, but as long as you don't end the road, I will always keep moving forward in my life.

                   TEN~KHA 

Until I smell like you

 

 

That night when I was feeling cold, you took off your jacket and gave it to me, knowing that you too were feeling cold at the same time. I fell asleep holding your jacket in my arms like you were right here and the smell of perfume on your jacket made it more real. I want to keep it with me until I smell like you.

                           TEN~KHA