Art vs Expectations

In a world where dreams were cast aside,
My artistic fire began to hide.
The people around me, their doubts grew strong,
"Study harder, child, don't you want to belong?"

Ambitions suppressed, I followed their lead,
Achieving straight A's, fulfilling their creed.
But empty was my heart, devoid of delight, 
For I craved the canvas, the colors so bright.

High school arrived, my facade crumbled fast,
Grades slipped away, like grains in an hourglass.
Yet within the chaos, a spark reappeared, 
1 picked up my pencil, my passion revered.

Years lost, creativity held in chains, 
But I embraced art, despite the pains.
And amidst the struggle, a glimmer of hope, 
For my mother's support, like a lifeline, she'd rope.

Yet weary I grew, tired of pretense,
Of family's false pride, their shallow defense.
Demanding my work, their voices would persist, 
But their words felt hollow, a mocking twist.

So now I break free, from their expectations,
Seeking my path, defying frustrations.
For art is my essence, my soul's sweet release,
Not measured by praise or societal peace.

I'll paint with resilience, my spirit aflame,
With strokes of passion, I'II etch my own name.
No longer bound by their doubtful embrace,
I'll forge my own destiny, in colors I trace.

For true fulfillment lies in following my heart,
In art's vast canvas, I'll find my true art.
No more seeking validation or lies to appease,
I’ll paint my own masterpiece, my soul's masterpiece.

Kindness Unbound: A Sister’s Resolve

Prompt: A older sibling a girl defending her little brother from bullies. Telling them this “As a gentle reminder, I am choosing kindness. This means I’m more than happy to explore other options if I feel the kindness is not working out. You see I am not committed to kindness. There is no ring on my finger in regard to kindness. I will jump the kindness ship with such ease you’ll wonder if I was ever on board the fucking ship”

Author Note: Wanted to write about my sister for once.

In the realm where shadows prey,
A sister stands, fierce in her display,
To protect her brother from the cruel affray,
She wields her words, in a poetic sway.

"As a gentle reminder," She begins to say,
"I am choosing kindness, come what may,
But hear me well, for I'll swiftly convey,
If kindness falters, I'll find another way.

No binding vows hold me to this creed,
No ring on my finger, no binding need,
I'll abandon the ship with incredible speed,
Leaving doubts behind, you'll wonder, indeed.

For in my heart, love's flame shall ignite,
But my gentle resolve will never take flight,
I'll stand as a shield, a beacon of flight,
Defying the darkness, defending what's right.

I'll weave words that pierce, like a warrior's lance,
Confronting the bullies, I'll give them a chance,
But if they persist in their cruel advance,
I'll embrace strength's fury, they won't stand a chance.

For brother dear, I'll fight till the end,
With sisterly love, our spirits shall blend,
Together we rise, our bond will transcend,
defying the tormentors, a message we'll send.

So hear me now, with every word that drips,
From my lips, like honey, or a fiery eclipse,
I am his guardian, with a resolve that equips,
To protect and defend, as our kinship eclipses.

With kindness I stand, my heart shining bright,
But should it falter, I'll take up might,
For in this sibling bond, in love's sacred rite.

So bullies beware, before you sail astray,
I am a force, with words I convey,
I'll shield my brother, come what may,
With kindness or might, I'll lead the way."

If you’re going through tough times missing a loved one.

When someone dies their candle never truly goes out. It may flicker and fade, but it never truly extinguishes. Memories and emotions intertwine, creating a sacred space within us where the essence of their existence resides. The warmth of their touch lingers, gentle and comforting, as if they were still here. embracing is in their arms.

In the depths of our souls, their words echo like a familiar melody, guiding us through life’s intricate paths. Their wisdom continues to inspire and shape our choices, reminding us of the profound impact they had on our lives. even in the absence of their physical presence, their voice resonates within our hearts,
offering solace during moments of uncertainty.

And oh how their laughter lives on! its contagious joy fills the air, enveloping us with a sense of mirth and happiness. we can almost hear it, dancing upon the winds of cherished memories, bringing forth a smile that mirrors theirs. Their laughter, forever etched in our minds, becomes a precious treasure we hold dear, a reminder of the light they brought into our lives.

Continue to Rest in Peace Pop. You were a great brother to me and for that, I am eternally grateful. Though your physical form may have left his world, your spirit remains intertwined with mine. The love and bond we shared transcend the boundaries of time and space. As I navigate life’s journey, I will carry you with me, drawing strength from the memories we crafted together.

Your candle may have dimmed, but its essence continues to illuminate my path. Farewell, dear brother. May your soul find eternal peace as your legacy lives on in the hearts of those you touched.

Tangled Hearts, Endless Paths

In the realm of “What ifs” our minds do stray,
Exploring paths untaken, day by day.
But amidst false love, a treacherous guise,
Passions ignite, where truth oftentimes lies.

In the backdrop of war, a fierce crusade,
Desire burns bright, a love never swayed.
Amidst the chaos, families find solace,
Uniting in bonds that time can’t erase.

Adventure beckons, a wild, daring call,
Exploring the unknown, standing tall.
And within this tapestry, passions entwine,
Seeking pleasures untamed, intoxicating and divine.

But let us shift the focus, with respect and care,
To celebrate love in a way that’s fair.
For sex, though a part of the human experience,
Deserves a nuanced approach, with reverence.

Let’s honor intimacy, connection profound,
With consent and trust, a sacred ground.
A celebration of love, desire’s sweet surrender,
In a poem where respect and consent are the agenda.

So let our poem weave a tale of love’s embrace,
With passion and warmth, a tender grace.
Acknowledging that sex is part of life’s bloom,
But focusing on love’s depths, beyond the bedroom.

For love encompasses more than just physical delight,
It’s the emotional bond that shines in love’s light.
And in this poem, we celebrate the breadth,
Of love’s journey, where hearts find their true depth.

 

Wanderers of Love: Embracing the Unknown

In a world of hearts, where love’s thread wove,
A tale unfolds of a family’s love, but seeking to rove.
Deciding to part ways, to journey apart,
Yet rooted in affection, deep in each heart.

Through the ebb and flow of life’s steady stream,
They seek their paths, like a fragmented dream.
Each member bound by hopes, ambitions, and needs,
Aching to explore, while tending to their own seeds.

The parents, once hand in hand, side by side,
Now choose separate roads, where their spirits reside.
Their laughter, once shared in a cozy home,
Now echoes faintly, as they yearn to roam.

With somber smiles and longing gazes exchanged,
They bid farewell, knowing love will remain unchanged.
In the depths of their souls, an unbreakable bond,
Even in distance, a connection beyond.

The children, caught amidst the shifting tides,
Struggle to fathom this rift that divides.
Yet in their hearts, a compass ever true,
For the love of their family, steadfast and true.

Through milestones celebrated and trials endured,
They find solace, for their love is assured.
Though paths may diverge and distances grow wide,
Their love transcends, forever unified.

And so, they journey on, embracing the unknown,
Seeking their destinies, seeds of love sown.
Though physically apart, their souls interlace,
Family, forever bound, in each other’s grace.

The Absent of Loss: Family Will be Missed

In the realm where sorrow dwells,
Amidtst the ache that memory tells,
There lies a tale of love's refrain,
"The absent of Loss," a heartfelt
strain

Family dear souls, forever entwined
Their presence, a balm to hearts
inclined,
Yet fate, with its merciless twist,
Deems thier departure, an agonizing
tryst.

The void now looms, a vast expanse,
Echoing laughter and sweet romance,
Their voices silenced, no longer heard,
Leaving behind a melancholic chord.

Oh, family cherished, deeply adored,
Your absence leaves our spirits flored,
In every corner, your essence we trace,
But longing intensifies in your in your empty space.

Memories , like wispers, softly arise,
Weaving taales of love thst never dies,
Each smile, each touch, forever embraced,
In our souls, your presence froever encased.

Though stories shared and pictureheld,
In hearts united, bonds unparalleled,
Family's legacy, an eternal flame,
Igniting hope, despie the pain.

For love transcends the bounds of time, 
Guiding us forward, amdist life's climb,
In each passing day, we honor and find,
The beauty of fmaily, ever intetwined.

so, in he absence of their earthly
form,
Their spirits linger, through life's
storm,
And as we reminisce with misty eyes,
Family enures, never truly dies.

"The absent of Loss," a poignant plea,
To cherish kin with love's decree,
For though they're missed,
forevermore,
family's eessence, in our souls, will
soar