This is who I am
written by: Rakind Kaur
@khwabgah
Bury me as deep as you can,
I’ll just come back as a tree,
cut me down
make a bonfire,
I’ll be a phoenix
rising from the ashes,
Shoot me down
as I fly,
I’ll swallow all your arrows,
steal all my hope
do try,
nothing will make me happier,
I can not be murdered
trust me,
I’m a soul fuelled
by your sorrow,
for a while
I did worry,
I’d drown in your tears,
then they fell in my cup
it overflowed
spilling love everywhere,
it’s like the king
who got his wish,
everything he touched
became gold,
only I wished for merriment
so that is what overflows.
I'm an artistic soul that can't quite live without exploring all expects of art. I'd probably die painting in my garden. I've been that way since I was born. Passionately in love with nature, trying to find ways to express it. Poetry spills out with breath from me and I can't look at even trash without admiring its aesthetic. If you ever spot me anywhere, I promise you'll find me either laughing or lost in beauty that no one's yet spotted.
Latest posts by Rakind Kaur (see all)
- You Have My Word - May 12, 2020
- Painting - April 2, 2020
- Deaf - January 11, 2020
