just_another_voice

If you look closely, you can see me between the verses I write.��

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  • just_another_voice 2w

    I was silent

    I was silent,
    when justice was burnt to ashes
    along with her ravaged body, and
    their hands coated with her blood
    was released to paint pictures of freedom.

    I was silent,
    when their golden plates
    filled with delicacies failed
    to satisfy their hearts, while
    muddy hands were extended
    with desperation for a bit of kindness.

    I was silent,
    when they planned for wars
    hiding behind the veil of humanity,
    but wept crocodile tears over
    the dreams shattered and hopes ruined.

    I was silent,
    when voices of reason were muffled
    under the boots of tyranny,
    when the promises were washed away
    after the seats were secured,
    when unity is injected with poison
    of hatred and doubt,

    I was silent,
    whilst inside I was seething,
    to rage against the unfairness,
    to shout against the evil lurking around,
    but this is not permanent,
    one day my voice will rise
    with the power of thousands
    to stop the wrongs and wake the rights.

    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 2w

    This moment we share,
    with its belly full of questions
    about the way we got here,
    about the place we will end up,
    Is so precious and delicate,
    we won't know when it disappears.

    This hope we rekindle, again and again,
    with a pinch of positivity
    and a dab of desperation,
    on nights of the thunderstorms,
    will elope with the breeze
    if it is given the chance.

    This life we create, day by day,
    by plucking cords of joy and pain,
    soaking them in vibrant feelings,
    to weave a unique fabric
    etched with our realities,
    will tear into pieces easily
    if we leave it among the thorns.

    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 3w

    We are in the ocean of love,
    soaking up the warmth of passion,
    swaying with waves of pleasure,
    tasting some salty feelings,

    We are in the ocean of love,
    painting memories in the clouds,
    kissing the earth as rain drops,
    weaving new stories in nature,

    We are in this ocean of love,
    carving tokens of love
    into the soul of this world,
    to be remembered forever.

    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 3w

    Spring

    She bloomed like a bride,
    blushing and giggling
    when the March sun kissed her pink cheeks,
    Adorned in a green gown,
    breezes caressing her swaying hair,
    warm skin glowing with health,
    flashing a fresh and soothing smile,
    She caught my heart the first time,
    and every time she returns
    I'm falling in love all over again.

    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 3w

    Look within

    What you seek, what you need, is already there.


    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 12w

    When poetry rose for the first time
    from the crevices of my soul,
    It was like touching raindrops
    after a long and difficult summer,
    It was like tasting a scrumptious dessert
    I've yearned-for so long,
    It was like hearing my mother's voice
    full of love, after years of loneliness,
    It was like walking through a garden
    full of jasmine, with little swirls of breeze dancing around me,
    It was like beholding the universe and
    its majestic splendor with naked eyes and
    bowing with gratitude for being here,
    It felt like freedom,
    It felt like serenity,
    and above all,
    it felt like I belong here,
    in this magical world.

    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 13w

    Sometimes,
    birds sing ballads
    enclosing the melancholic murmurs
    of this universe,

    Sometimes,
    winds caresses leaves
    to alleviate their sorrow about
    the impending death,

    Sometimes,
    soil will sacrifice its life force
    and energy for the survival
    of a beloved plant,

    Sometimes,
    rivers will traverse
    hundreds of kilometres
    to meet its lover,

    Sometimes,
    the little gestures around
    will actuate you more than
    the overblown words and hollow smiles.

    But you need to look for it.

    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 13w

    Merge your pain and your poetry,
    let it breathe, let it grow,
    one day it will acquire wings
    fly towards the horizon
    in search of freedom,
    and you will live with the pieces of its
    shackles and vague impressions, forever.

    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 13w

    Failure is a better teacher than success,
    pain have a greater impact than pleasure,
    darkest nights give life to the brightest stars,
    true love demands the highest sacrifice,
    and the man who mastered all these, will realise that this life is the supreme paradox,

    The more you try to unravel it, the more complex it becomes.

    ©just_another_voice

  • just_another_voice 13w

    My dream...

    You are still faraway,
    like Neptune from the Sun,
    Yet I want you,
    like a desert yearning for drizzle,
    And everyday,
    I'm dancing towards you,
    like a yellow autumnal leaf,
    to merge with your soul and
    flourish within your vibrance.

    ©just_another_voice