In the groanings of a disturbed soul
Is the pouring out of anxiety and a heart soaked
With bleedings covered by a cloak
Disappointments and expectations stroked
Perfections afar only crooked
The reality we fear proficiently coaxed
Covered by a tongue smeared
Smeared with “faithful” lies
Lies that won our hearts
Seemingly mounted by fate
Yet disregarded with hate
Perfections afar becoming ever-chasing imperfections
Blinded by our own expectations
The faithful and gentle lies that we gave in to
And the scary hearts covered with beautiful bodies we never realized
Haunted realities rarely imagined all around
Oh a pierced soul:
A pure heart turned coal:
Indifferent from a foal
Who can hear my cry
Before my tears dry ?
Do not be blinded by your own imposed expectations
Your expectations from afar never any right!
Everything is beautiful from afar. The person you admire from afar: That organization you longed to work for:
That church you think is perfect;
it is only admirable, beautiful and perfect because you’ve not face it as it really is yet.
Just love and revere things
Not because of what you see
But because you choose to.
Written By: Asamoah Eli