Accomplished

Life is not just about living, success nor accomplishments politically, socially and economic wise. It is more than just the mere existence in the passing of time in a subtle manner. Sometimes, we win and sometimes we lose. We cannot have it all. We sacrifice what we hold dearest to fight for better futures. We sever bonds to recreate them in the future or we forever forget them.

Blackened

It was too blackened,
Like a piece of gold,
Covered with coal,
The pot calling the kettle black,
It had held too much,
Stifled too much,
It held all the broken pieces,
The many knives on it’s back,
It was no longer beating,
Hardened into nothingness,
A black bubble surrounded it,
Not sinister,
Not evil,
Not hatred,
Just pride,
Vengeance,
It was just but a blackened heart