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Friendly Addiction - Culture Is Not Tradition — It Means Showing Up

Don’t talk culture to me when you don’t have the emotional quotient that goes with it. When people speak about culture, they often point to traditions, religion, heritage, or social identity. But to me, culture is something far deeper than rituals or backgrounds. Culture is the act of showing up. It is the willingness to be present when no one else is there — when trauma is difficult to process, when loss creates an endless vacuum, when grief has the capacity to swallow the life out of someone. Culture reveals itself in the moments when life is at its most fragile. After death. After accidents. At funerals. During interventions. During rehabilitation. After emotional breakdowns. After panic attacks. After meltdowns. In such moments, human beings do not need lectures or explanations. They need presence. Souls need connection to face the unknown. Yet often people confuse culture with very different things. They measure culture by professional achievements, by the titles they hold ...

Instinct

All alone in the dark..
While he waited for a spark.
Sweat drops felt itchy..
Scars that oozed blood went numb.
Words didn’t have the urge..
To come out and indulge.
Shout if he may..
That might just increase the delay.
His own touch seems warm..
When even the floor shoots for harm.
The walls remind where he was beaten up..
Standing tall when his guts were eaten up..
Thunder roars outside..
Louder the snores inside.
There is no sense of light whatsoever..
His fight is coming to an end against never.
Now he loves the dark..
While he ..
He knows the door won’t open..
And even if it does..
The world for him will be broken..
Scars on him will never heal..
What people think of him ..
They will never reveal.
Besides his survival instinct..
Is stronger than ever distinct..
When he will save to protect..
Innocence from it’s very own grave.

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