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The mighty Snow

The night sky is a dull grey white. An opaque dust sheet floats so light Upon the roofs and lamps and cars. It settles so softly like falling stars. It sneaks in crevices and onto window sills. Piles up in soft layers over roads and hills, Weighs down branches, envelopes bark,  Skips and flutters across the depth of dark. With dawn a scene of raw meringue. From bough and bridge and roof does hang. Through night's deep slumber - a silent world Descended - a ghostly shroud unfurled. In slow motion, life begins to show. The traffic crawls in a funereal row. Children squeal in soundless delight. Pedestrians slide in voiceless fright. A world transformed into monochrome, An aerosol sky spraying its white foam, Floating in breathless, boundless speed, Submerging all with voracious greed.
I give my memories to the wind, Whispered gently across the hills Whistling through the trees, My story is released. My soul is free. The eagle soars high above the world, He carries my dreams Among the clouds of hope, His eyes hold the truth. His talons hold my life. I climb the snowcapped mountains, Stumbling through the shadows Fighting through the storms. As my body grows weaker, My heart grows stronger. I fight for my dreams! I fight for my life! To start anew, I must die.

Before I Knew How to be Me

Before I became strong, I knew what it was like To be weak, How difficult it is to love yourself, To find the wholeness that you seek. Before I knew the light,  I have had my fair share of darkness, too, Where my world fell into  hopelessness And I didn't know how to get through. For I have known the tears it takes, The courage to stand up again, When you are broken down and bruised And you know nothing but the pain. You forget to appreciate love, If you haven't seen the hate, Till you forget the meaning of smile and laughter, And your heart is left abate. I have known the strength and courage It requires to get it right, To face the things that hold you down And hold your head up and fight. Before I was who I am now, I was someone I didn't want to be. I was lost, battered, and defeated, Before I knew how to be me! Daya Nair 💐