MY CALLS TO MAR

Grace my calling in all facets of life
versatile as I am, I am lost in my prime calling
Or should I say I’m confuse instead?
Two contagious dreams I crave for;
the philanthropic genre that brood my ideology to help others
thus, passion for people

I try to do this every day by demonstrating compassion
telling people the things they are doing well
saying thank you for the little things
reaching out to those who are in hard places or situations
I don’t know if this will be it or not
but I wish I become a philanthropist one day
with nobody or nothing stopping me to help others

They say most women are afraid to help their fellow women
If  this be true,
then, I wish to become an advocate for women
to emancipate this waiving fallacy about womanhood
vent not
oh my calling

Nevertheless,
my other calling could also be an Art of Work
thus a piece of magic
Writing makes me, it is a yearning that knows no boundaries
it’s something I can’t do without
but until I come up with that great piece
I would not appreciate this gift

I yearn to write a piece that will leave a dint of recognition on me
one which would send beautiful and gentle caress
beneath the toes of my readers heart;
where static pages would change to fit
whatever I need to hear at that particular stage of my life

Yes, something meaningful has to strike a chord in my writing
this way, I can proudly say,
my art has cross it’s magic

Meeting the prompt- writing about one’s call.

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21 thoughts on “MY CALLS TO MAR

  1. I really enjoyed reading about all of your callings! You have really put a lot of thought into this writing, and I hope that this poem will help guide you on your way. You are young. You have time to do great things.

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  2. You write so honestly and beautifully about your life’s ambitions. What I see the most in you is a compassionate and kind heart. So no matter what career you chose, you can help people, do what you love. I wish you the best.

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  3. There is a time when physical pain takes everything from me.. emotions are the hardest to lose above pain.. and even without feeling it.. the only thing left to keep me going is.. even if i water a plant and help it grow.. i for one.. have still changed the world better for new..in now.. is true..:)

    And literally 10 millions words later.. in metaphors.. too.. with feelings in tow.. i am glad then.. watering THAT plant is more important than hanging from tree.. to escape both pain.. and feeling nothing.. but cold hard time time just time in hell of now…

    NOW IS FOREVER IN FEELING UNCONDITIONAL LOVE.. for me..

    AND THAT IS HIGHER THAN ANY ABSTRACT CONSTRUCT OR

    OTHER REWARD OF HUMAN CONSTRUCT OF tale is me..:)

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    • Wow, I’m touched. You did the right thing dear Katie. Indeed, watering that plant is better than hanging from the tree-to-tree just to escape both pain and feeling nothing. Keep watering it hun. Thanks for sharing this with us.

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