When living beings could no longer heal.
No pills could cure diseases.
The pain and misery could not go away.
Only be given or taken.
Who would you be?
The giver or taker?
Hatred Heritage
“I heard my mom saying she never liked me when I asked my oldest sister why she doesn’t want to meet me.”
M.P.Yasmine
Growth
“I’m dating boundaries and I can’t wait to get married.”
M.P.Yasmine
Moral Circus
Moving through life, lying in bed alone, covered with memories and emotion.
Our hearts beating with warmth.
Backbite, gossip and dirty slander being told.
From our haters no love, loyalty or devotion.
The lonely night brings death to our bed.
Covered with silk and roses.
Bad anecdotes and lost memories are told.
Tears from our haters will be shed.
M.P.Yasmine
Moral Compass
”A lot of people praising society ethics.
Without having a strong, healthy moral compass.”
M.P.Yasmine
Trees
We see you.
Teared up and cold.
Burying the hunger for normality beneath you.
With deep going roots you fight.
Between hope and fear.
In worlds plain sight.
Your strength is extremely high.
you lead a moral example.
The people around the globe can not deny.
We see you.
A beautiful forest with deep rooted trees.
Standing ground for the freedom you belong to.
M.P.Yasmine
Ungrateful
Gifts she doesn’t value.
She will never say thank you.
She is nothing but sleaze.
A fat moral disease.