Peace

I am just sitting here looking out of the window

Into Beethovenstreet,

the prettiest street in Amsterdam

 

Just a week ago, I was feeling restless

But today, despite the heatwave,

I feel tranquil and peaceful

 

It’s like the river is streaming somewhere

But this moment is all I have

 

Feeling most myself

Being most controlled

 

Everything else is beyond imagination

 

How strange it is to realise

Rain

Tranquil little drops

Life descending from the sky

 

Melodious sounds

Washing away the dirt on our soul

 

Becoming one with the nature

We all shall at some point

 

Understanding our place in this big picture

We find peace in this lifetime

Looks

I guess we are all lonely

at times

 

It does not matter how

we look

 

It does not matter how social-

ly active we are

 

It does not matter because in our heart

there is

 

already

someone missing

 

Making us less

complete

 

from the whole person

we once were

 

Home is where the heart is

Looks can be deceiving

Ode to the Difficult Women

There are invisible quotes around “difficult” that don’t appear in the title. Women who are strong, passionate and determined don’t walk around saying, “Oh, look, I’m difficult.” They just believe they’re living their lives. It’s a word slapped on them by other people. If you don’t care too much what people think, you risk being called a difficult woman because you’re not staying in your lane or doing what is expected of you. For the most part, any time a woman doesn’t do that she can be called difficult. When a woman inconveniences somebody she can be called difficult. A woman who believes her own needs, goals, and desires are at least as important as everyone around her risks being called difficult. One of the first reviewers said, “That’s a pretty low bar.” I said, “Thank you for making my point for me.” Because it actually doesn’t take much to be considered a difficult woman. That’s why there are so many of us. [laughs]

Excerpt from: https://relay.nationalgeographic.com/proxy/distribution/public/amp/2018/05/meet-the-_difficult-women-who-wrote-their-own-rules

Signals

It is not that difficult

I came home and stopped writing

Lack of inspiration is sign enough

 

Until I met two men

Both marriage materials

 

I started writing about death whilst being alive

I started to write to him before a significant date

 

Talking to him brought me perspectives

Writing to you even more

 

Sometimes I need to push myself a little

To find the courage to stop caring

 

Stop caring about everything they find important

The things I won’t regret having left undone

 

At least for now

I have other priorities in life

 

But this too made me realise

“You” became “him”

 

“Him” has been replaced

 

And you are yet to come

Diem Meum

Decluttering our life from people that are not meant in it

I am in love with the city again

 

I can see this artistic life

Getting lost in the abundance of life

 

Sometimes my rising age fears me

Am I supposed to force myself to embrace

the responsibilities that society expects?

 

But what will life be if I stop living?

I have, once upon a time, already

 

Now I want to catch up on the lost time I had with myself

 

Carpe diem meum