Broken Windows

 

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As many hands build a house
So does many hearts make a home
(Unknown)

So many shut doors
So many broken windows 
Poker faces and hurting hearts
Drowned dreams and silent sighs

Only love turns a house into a home
Only love draws the heart to its home

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Marmalade

 

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Watching Marmalade my little pooch as she aimlessly and nonchalantly chewed her dog biscuits while her big black eyes stared into my steak, I didn’t need any 6th sense to tell me what I needed to do. I stood up and went to the kitchen.

At the sound of the kitchen door, Marmalade immediately abandoned the biscuits and came to me in the kitchen, wagging her tail excitedly and looking at me with so much hope and anticipation. I grinned.

Picked a steak from the saucepan, diced and dished them into her plate and set it down near the biscuits in the living room. She quickly pounced on it and devoured the delicacies before you could say Robinson Crusoe, totally ignoring her biscuits.

When she finished, she came and settled cosily near my feet, content and full. I patted her furry little head, resumed my meal while I watched my favourite whodunnit series- Law and Order.

Daily Prompt: Aimless

(A Reblog. Originally published in June 2016)

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What Humans Want

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What I wanted
Never came
What I needed
Ever present

What I yearned for
Trickled out of my hands
What I didn’t realise I needed
Tenaciously committed itself to me

Pain, loss and heartbreak 
They have a way of showing us 
What’s truly important and
What we really need

#what humans want 

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Starting Over

Every day is a day to start over
Why am I waiting for tomorrow
(Mandissa)

Every day is an opportunity
To look past the mistakes
Of the yesterday

Every day is a gift
Wrapped with ribbons of time
Waiting to be explored 

Every day is a God-given grace
To walk on sandy beaches again
And set our dreams to reality

Every day is for us to enjoy
Knowing that despite the rain
God’s love will shine on us again

#everyday

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Untie The Package

Big Gift

Untie the package
Live the dream
Drive through the years
Life is a gift

When the engine fails
And the brakes stop
Fix your dreams
Don’t abandon the car

And when you have done
All you need to do
Learn to sleep
When the night comes

Somehow, someway
It always gets better
When joy comes
In the morning

#fix your dreams

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Lazarus! Come forth!

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When the impossibilities of our lives
Weaken our resolutions
Let the possibilities of our God
Strengthen our convictions;
When the impossibilities of our lives
Take us to our knees
Then, we are in the best place
To unleash even faith like a mustard seed
In the unlimited possibilities of our God

#lazarus come forth!

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My Name is Fazia

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I am a Syrian child,
I am a casualty of war,
My name is Fazia
.

You go to school and sing nursery rhymes,
I hide in corners at the sound of bomb shells;
You hug your siblings and say “good night”,
I hurdle with my sister on a mat in utter terror;

You go to sleep with a story read to you,
I go to bed praying it wouldn’t be my last night;
You stroll into town waving at trams,
I run on lonely paths away from fighter jets;

You decorate your house with pictures and flowers,
My house decorations are shrapnels and bullets holes;
You walk on paved streets, with street lights shining,
I walk on streets littered with dead bodies, sometimes in the dark;
Your world is surrounded by beautiful houses,
Mine is surrounded by ravaged and collapsed buildings;

You have your mama, papa, sister, brother, cousin,…
I only have my grandma, my parents died from airstrikes;
You eat breakfast, snacks, lunch, snacks, dinner, supper…
Well, I eat when I find food, if I find food;
Your best friends are Sally, Tom and Tim,
My daily companions are hunger, fear, poverty and pain

You buried your loved one and it makes you sad
I’ve buried my friends and families, it hurts everyday;
You cry sometimes, throw tantrums and act silly
I cry all the time, I hurt all the time, I’m getting tired of life;
I didn’t chose my family, I didn’t choose my home,
If I had a choice…, I wish I had a choice…,
I know, I just want to have a normal childhood.

I am a Syrian child,
I am a casualty of war.
My name is Fazia and it means successful.
What an irony!

Daily Prompt: Successful, Devastation

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(A repost. Originally published in 2017)

Where Am I?

I saw a garden
Untended, neglected and abandoned
I wondered,
Such a beautiful garden
With great potentials,
Where is the owner??

I saw a blog
Untended, neglected and abandoned
I wondered,
Such a beautiful blog
With prolific potentials,
Where is the owner??

I looked closer
I realised,
The blog was actually
Mine

So I ask,
Where am I?

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