THE LASTING BEAUTY

When everything else fades

When every little crease becomes a wrinkle

When our beautiful, strong bodies start to stoop….. our heart, our words, actions are what remains.

Care for your heart now like you do for your body and more, care for your actions,care for words.

Always strive to be kind, be good, to be loving, and then see how inner peace will flow through you.

“The only lasting beauty is the beauty of the heart” (-Rumi).

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(Joycelyn Baah)

22nd October, 2021

God Is Your Strength

With God, you are stronger than your struggles and more fierce than your fears. God provides comfort and strength to those who trust in Him…

The God who led the Israelites into their Promised Land wants to deliver you out of your struggles…..

Face off

I let myself drown.

Perception

Back to square one-

I’m meditating in close proximity of this perennial battle

Between the mind and the heart

Here the version of love is incomprehensible

All my senses have semantically lost the track

I’m expanding the horizon of my rational judgment

This is my constant dilemma

I’m recklessly reviving the links to my heart,

My mind is being extreme repulsive

In dragging this fear of my weary past

I’m left with crippling anxiety,

And a stimulating addiction for my mind’s empathy

Here emotional outbursts is not my forte,

And conversing them at the right time

Remains a utopian desire

This is my formidable reality

Everyday,

I can contemplate from the scrap

Little by little, inch by inch

I cannot pick a side

Neither the mind nor the heart; as separate entity

Can give me composure

But here I am,

Hoping to get the zest from my intellectual exposure

I’m…

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SHE JUST SMILED,…

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Stop sharing,

It is enough.

You give yourself away and then drown in your own stupidity.

No one will ever understand you like you understand yourself.

Just build up the wall one more time, TRUST ME, it is comfortable in there.

Come up with a great vanishing system, in which you could retreat so deep within yourself that, though, you might still appear the same creature.

Just thrusts all your thoughts, feelings, and problems in the depths of your soul.

They will always be safe there.

And when it’s all been done, there is just one thing that matters……..

JUST SMILE, as painful as it may be…..

JUST SMILE.

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©invisibleLyn, 2021

(Joycelyn Baah).

WRITER IN THE DARK

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On occasion I feel as though I am uncovering people from the ice in which reality concealed them, yet perharps, more than anything else, it is myself that I am uncovering.

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©invisiblelyn, 2021.

(Joycelyn Baah)

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……..goodreads……..

BROKEN BOTTLES

I went through days and evenings featuring at the clear page looking through the most profound corners of my brain.

Who have I been, what have I seen, what did I learn?

I contemplated all the evenings I have spent outside, constantly I set down to cry and how I took a full breath each day and chose to just go on.

Because what else is there to do?

If I could discover words to legitimize those emotions I have conveyed. I could compose the thickest of books with blasts of feelings from a lost heart.

I could make you see, make you hear, make you feel, at least a tiny fragment of what is out there.

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©invisiblelyn, 2020.

(Joycelyn Baah)

……goodreads…..

UNKNOWN

Living in an awful dream

Caught in my brain

The most noticeably awful wreckage I am pitifully attempting to tidy up is the one I have inside.

So among all the wars I need to fight, I wish I could have won the one among myself and me.

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©InvisibleLyn, 2020.

(Joycelyn Baah)

DISTORTED

You will meet different people in your whole life who are truly like an absolete abandoned houses.

Rundown, worn out and collapsing at the seams….. emptying their faces of expression.

They feel even emptier when they look into a broken mirror.

I am not asking you to be their hero by nailing and pinning their rafters with a hammer, fixing their broken mirrors, putting new panes of glass in their windows.

I am simply asking you to open their door and spend a little time memorizing their floor plan.

Get to know them

Connect with them on human level

And when the time comes, I want you to draw back their curtains and let the light through.

And when they feel the light for the very first time, they will know how lucky it feels to be alive.

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©invisibleLyn, 2020

(Joycelyn Baah)

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