tears, treasures and transformation E-Book

Vanessa Maria Häufele

• Herausgeber: tredition
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 22

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020

Beschreibung

A poetry collection that deals with the human and the divine.

Das E-Book tears, treasures and transformation wird angeboten von tredition und wurde mit folgenden Begriffen kategorisiert:
love, human, spiritual, self

Leseprobe

Vanessa Maria Häufele

tears, treasures and transformation

poems for soul salvation

© 2020 Vanessa Maria Häufele

Verlag und Druck:

tredition GmbH, Halenreie 40-44, 22359 Hamburg

ISBN

Paperback:

978-3-347-21964-9

Hardcover:

978-3-347-21965-6

e-Book:

978-3-347-21966-3

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SELF

A lioness, not a lamb

Gone are the days of ritual sacrifices

And cheap compromises

Blindly giving of myself

To everybody else

Without bitterness and patiently

I now sit in the awareness of my own

majesty

Like a lioness.

Waiting for my time to act

I took my power back

Ready to attack

And willing to protect

What is rightfully mine

Unafraid to shine

My light.

Gold is the colour of my coat

Gold is the colour of my soul

Persistence is the road

And happiness the goal.

A nomad soul

A nomad soul

Born wild and free

Forming my own destiny.

Not bound to their rules and regulations

Authentic with my creations.

Ever-changing in my expression

With no denial or repression.

Only love and art

Inside my precious heart.

I might walk alone

But inside me I am home.

Meatsuit

This meatsuit I've been given

The one in which I am livin'

Has often felt like a prison.

But I know it serves me well

It's a tool and not a cell

It deserves my respect and care

This body my soul chose to wear.

It deserves my loving attention

And a honorable mention

For putting up with all my shit

For all the times I tried to quit.

Hardcore idealist

I'll be a hardcore idealist

Until the day I die

There is no cure for this

I'll keep reaching for the sky.

And should I fail and all go wrong

At least I'll know that I've been strong

All along

And really tried my best

To find my happiness.

Artichoke heart

This is the deepest part

My artichoke heart

This is the meaty core

All that I'm asking for

All that I really need

Is to take that with me.

Remove all the layers

The thorns and the barriers

But never harm this piece

Please.

All we need

Oh, how we often move in circles

Only ever defeating ourselves

How we often fail our purpose

By trying to be like everyone else

When all we really need

Is originality

And a lot of self-belief.

Bye bye

Everything old needs to go

So that I can finally glow

Finally purified, cleansed and freed

From all the layers of shit I've been buried beneath.