Thursday, 15 November 2012

Notes To Dear Self

Dear Self I heard you are sad. Mtcheww If I must hiss Sad over a broken dark tall jar that refuses to and never is mended? Getting bitter or better over bludgeoned circumstance? Coping and correcting feelings plaguing your psyche Or swimming in the calm ocean of self pity? Get up and keep trying Till cupid’s butterfly churns in you Dear Self must you be Tom, Dick, Harry? Swirling in whirlwind of vogue? Going for what goes Never what does. Flying after endless wants Neglecting needful needs? Answering the call of youth Never heeding the warning of old age Engulfing the present;Never saving the future Dear Self can you borrow me your ears? No. I mean your inner insight Voyage to the seat of your mind Do you know Self, Enthronement of contentment Will do not only you good Posterity will benefit from this selflessness Devoid of avarice for fickle wants? Dear Self your face ;your identity Aint an impressionist canvass Making chemical rainbow patterns Won’t make you prettier than You’ve ever been Neither will Kilimanjaro heels Make you more confident Than your ego boost Of being yourself Dear Self for the love of self I write Upon the tables of your heart Be and yourself good. Yours sincerely, Me, Myself and I.

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