Who Are You? Question

Source:Image extracted from page 064 of Life on the Mississippi. …, by CLEMENS, Samuel Langhorne (alias Mark Twain).

Who are you?

No not the impression that others form of you.

I want to know the mirror you.

The facial expression that your reflection shows in clear light.

The inner you who knows who you really are,

the mystery which glitters on the surface,

begging for discovery,

the right to breathe,

the right for ownership, for declaration.

I ask you again,

who are YOU?

 

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The End of One, the Beginning of Another

You entered with your wife, I noticed when at the same moment I lifted my head.
I really thought I would break down and cry when I saw you and her together but I did not.
“Wow, this is great”, I said to myself.
Our eyes met a few times during the ceremony and I just glanced away.
I refuse to sit sorrow fully and not enjoy my sister’s wedding.

Wish you all the best in your marriage.
My one request is that you continue to stay away from me,
You are doing a good job so far and I would like to recommend you for that.
Now I am free to not be afraid of displeasing people who are around me.

Why should I hate you?
No reason to, I feel absolutely no resentment, maybe if you try speaking to me that will change.
So do us both a favour and do not try to.
I am making great strides in moving on.
Yes I occasionally think about you but far better than the every minute thing.

Angry Words

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 Why  are they so easy to say when I am angry?
At the time when dark emotions overrides all sense of reason.
Why are they quick to form sentences, even paragraphs, aiming for destruction.
I see it!
The heart stops for a few seconds, so swift the brain stutters in confusion,
In fast motion, the heart transports the feelings (true one) to the brain, the brain translates it to the mouth and BAM!
The recipient’s eyes widen in shock.
“Did she just say that.”
So I ask, are we most honest when we are angry?

Could it be that anger brings out the truth through that dark tunnel?
Wait! Why  should the tunnel (the throat) be dark if it brings out honest emotion.

I shrug, I just do not know.

See how the mind just cannot fathom that dramatic equation.
Ah, remember the phrase “the truth hurts.”
It aptly describes the words pouring like lava out of that volcano.
What  looks like  insults to the receiving end could be the honest  outlook from the deviant  on the kick side.
The next time you hear an angry soul-stirring lava, consider these angry words as the words he/she always had bubbling under the surface awaiting the day, you would provoke them to erupt.