Hey lovely readers,
I wonder where you are reading from.
I actually dare you to share in the comment section below.(High five to the ghost readers)
Today, I hope y’all are ready to be served with a few tips I have been waiting to share.
In the previous post, I mentioned something along the lines of starting out collaborations.And some of you held me accountable.I am thankful.
Today’s tip is centered on finding freedom from past mistakes;
Honestly let it go.We are all works in progress,are we not?
Hence the featured photo sourced from Pinterest.
(The meme is sourced from idontdoclubs.)
I am extremely humbled to associate myself with such fine quality and for my first collaboration with Wairimu The Poet.
In a nutshell,here is who she is ;
“I write what I feel
Because I feel what I write,
If the world were sinking,
I’d make a vessel from my words
I’d still choose to write
For it is the only way
I know how to save myself.”
Her work is some eye candy.You can get these in A4 size at pocket friendly price of KSH.2000(an equivalent of 19.40 USD) for the mounted version and the framed version is KSH.2500(24.25 USD) by direct messaging her here.If its outside of CBD in Nairobi ,Kenya courier charges do apply.
Honestly it isn’t easy to move forward but it’s extremely detrimental for your personal growth.Moving forward is necessary and it will make sense altogether when you read this poem we worked on.
Growth is painfully rewarding,
slow in blooming
but yet loyal in forming
You must already know that
For I am sinner,
And yet a believer
How could the two exist
In just one being ?
I have grown to accept that
I am imperfect
That I will fall short of Grace
But still stand tall
To accept that yes
I made a mistake,
But I will not live in it
Nor will it define me,
It will refine me
Into the person
I am actively becoming
Like coal under intense pressure
Become diamonds .
To these mistakes that once clung to
I am now slowly introducing you to my absence.
It isn’t easy I won’t lie,
To not question myself constantly,
For not being smart enough to;
Avoid certain people,places or situations
For mixing doses of peer pressure to forego my true north,
Those strokes of innocent folly and misguided loyalty
The list is endless
I forget that I am the captain
of this ship that is sinking.
If I question myself ,
I trap myself
In the cage of regret,
Entirely locked in,
Barred away to what life is like on the other end.
And I have successfully become a prisoner
Of my own making.
There is freedom in letting go,
There is learning to live again
past the hurts
Once you put your mistakes behind you
In one direction
Not looking back
or becoming what hurt you
or trapped you.
You could choose your own path to new-found freedom.
to grow through it all
Growth is painfully rewarding
That you already know,
And in growing
You learn how important it is
To let go.
That’s our little baby up here.
Personally, I was challenged to write poems of 4,5 and 8 lines.
Join in on the challenge by airing your invited opinions below in the comment section.
In no particular order,these are my thoughts.
Stick out your tongue.
Show me the dents
Rooted in holding onto the past.
Let that stale breath of thine mistakes.
Be brushed away
With a paste of
today’s fresh liberty
Crowned with freedom to live again.
Like an uncautioned loaded gun,
Misses the target
And fires in the direction of newly found freedom.
The African drum
That beats unapologetically
To the rhythm of an everlasting tune
I’ll dance myself lame to this
Sound of freedom.
Blessings and Bliss.
©JUSTIFIED ECSTASY 2017