Three years ago
I had to call you your new name
Your birth name was buried with tragedy and trauma
There were times you slipped
when you felt the day was good enough to be yourself
Three years flew by
When you called me all of a sudden
I heard your name
like a chime in the wind
soft and clear
You told me you have found yourself
in ruin and rubbles
still beautiful and worthy
Healing came when you reconciled with your past
and saved the best for last
My eyes welled up
into a smile
‘People do get healed’
plastered my thoughts
Tag: survivor
Overcomer
overcame being a perfectionist
was not necessarily easy
don’t raise your hand to
give answers if
you are not 120% sure
don’t comment on beauty if
you are not
drop dead gorgeous yourself
don’t write
in a foreign language if
you make grammar or
spelling mistakes
don’t dream if
you cannot make your
dreams come true
don’t even smile if
you are not perfect
don’t think about rejoycing if
you haven’t achieved
120% perfection
and please don’t laugh
and then tear up
because this
touches you
Flicker of Thoughts 