Buried Deep

her feet buried
in a deep, deep soil of grief
and self-doubt.

a larva cocooned so long,
afraid to break free,
to break out.

until the wind of change
made her shell dance,
wiggle, wriggle,
jiggle, wobble,
shake, bounce.

life’s gonna hurt
but it’s meant to be felt.
come out now,
free yourself,
be brave.

P.S. Another piece inspired by India Arie. This time it’s her song Break the Shell.
Child its time to break the shell
Life’s gonna hurt but its meant to be felt
You cannot touch the sky from inside yourself
You cannot fly until you break the shell
05.10.2017
©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
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In response to Soil poetics by Björn Rudberg (brudberg).
May is here and at least in Sweden it’s when we finally have spring. This is when all the strength of soil and seed spring forth. Every day is just another shade of green.
Today I want you to write poetry about soil. To me soil is both the source of life, and destiny for death. Soil is where we come from and soil you’ll be.
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Between My Bleeding Lines’ Readers: Sarah Doughty

Authenticity

“In a pool of infinite darkness
called life, don’t fear that light
glowing beneath surface.”

I am more than micro-tales of love or unbearable heartache. I am more than just pretty pictures with shallow words on crinkled paper. I’m not afraid to delve deeper into the human condition and come out the other side feeling that I made some level of connection with the harsh realities of this world. I’m not deterred by unseen, unfeeling, and listless eyes, searching elsewhere for little bits of romanticized half-truths or incomplete thoughts. I’m not burdened with the need to be someone I’m not, but instead choose to show my vulnerabilities and wear my heavy burdens for the world just so others can see they aren’t alone. I am not intimidated by those that choose the easy path, and instead embrace those that devour the depths of my daydreams and the harshness of my nightmares with the desire to continue on those paths with me. I am a weaver of tales, a collector of thoughts, a bearer of truths — a conjurer of magic, and this is the shimmering light in the unforgiving, darkened oblivion known as life.

© Sarah Doughty | Heartstring Eulogies


Meet my BETWEEN MY BLEEDING LINES’ beta-readers: @thesarahdoughty, also of @bookisheulogies and curator at @creativecoterie.

Sarah is the mother of epic books and stunning poems. But aside from being a brilliant writer, one can admire her dauntless and so so so kind heart.

I am more than blessed to be called one of her friends and my book is privileged to have gone through her expert eyes. She suggested helpful edits which helped in refining my poems.

And when i thought i could not ask for more, she offered to help me with the cover and darn, her design is AWE-MAZING! (i am excited to share it to everyone!) My gratitude for you, love, is so beyond words. I owe you a lot.

(As the release of my BETWEEN MY BLEEDING LINES nears (this month!), I would like to feature the amazing writers who guided me (technically and morally) all through out this nine-month journey. I am blessed to have them.)

Tricky Waltz

Tricky Waltz (Inspired by Turning Tables by Adele)

Done with bitter blames and self-shames.
Tired of turning tables and useless games.
She valiantly expose her failures and faults.
Alone she will dance gracefully with life’s tricky waltz.

10.25.2016
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Unsplash

In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by my love Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and yours truly.❤

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Sunday Songs: Desert Song

This is my prayer in the desert
When all that’s within me feels dry
This is my prayer in my hunger and need
My God is the God who provides

This is my prayer in the fire
In weakness or trial or pain
There is a faith proved
Of more worth than gold
So refine me Lord through the flame

This is my prayer in the battle
When triumph is still on its way
I am a conqueror and co-heir with Christ
So firm on His promise I’ll stand

This is my prayer in the harvest
When favour and providence flow
I know I’m filled to be emptied again
The seed I’ve received I will sow

All of my life
In every season
You are still God
I have a reason to sing
I have a reason to worship


Last week was hellish at work. The coming weeks might be worst because the major event will happen on December 13th. But as this song says, may it be a hellish or heavenly, I will still choose to sing, to worship the good good God who blessed me in ways I will never be able to fathom.

Life surely knows how to knock us down. But my dear, come back stronger. Stand up. Stand tall. We can do this! ❤

Have a blessed week, everyone!
This is my third Sunday Songs with my dearest sister Stella.❤ Join us?🙂
Video courtesy of Youtube.🙂

Sunday Songs: Stars in the Sky

The clouds will rain
The seasons change
(Cause You told them to)
The sun will shine
Your burning light
(Cause You told it to)
When You speak your words through my soul
So I know it’s true
You’re in control
In control
In control

The stars in the sky will hang there
’til You tell them to
The faith in my heart will still sing
Of what Your love can do
And even when life weighs heavy on me
I know You’re in control
And You’re all I need
The stars in the sky will hang there
’til You tell them to


Last week was a major life-turning week for me. I was badly sick, physically, emotionally. It is a turmoil. A catastrophic week.

But as I regain my health, now comes the agony, the fear. If the decision I made was right. I was brave when I said the final goodbye, but now I am afraid of the pain that will come with the coming days.

But then, He is in control. He holds the stars. He controls the moon and the sun. He is enough to comfort my weary heart. He is enough. ❤

Have a blessed week, everyone!
This is my second Sunday Songs with my dearest sister Stella.❤ Join us?🙂
Video courtesy of Youtube.🙂

Shine

Shine (Inspired by Yellow by Coldplay)

Just like the glorious yellow sun,
darling, you are made to shine.
Remember you’ll not remain hidden
among the black-veiled night sky.
Darkest evenings can’t stop you
from rising, rising oh so high.

10.24.2016
©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Unsplash

In response to November Notes Writing Challenge by my love Sarah Doughty of Heartstring Eulogies and yours truly. ❤

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On Being Unnoticed

2

You need not to be famous to become somebody.
You are already a hero to the hearts you touched deeply.
And remember He made you, wonderfully.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Proverbs 31 Ministries
For 3 Days, 3 Quotes Challenge as tagged by devereaux frazier and Ladylee Manila. ❤
Please join if you want. Let’s spread some motivations? 🙂

On Choosing Happiness

3

My dear, my darling, my love,
choose happiness,
always.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Proverbs 31 Ministries
For 3 Days, 3 Quotes Challenge as tagged by devereaux frazier and Ladylee Manila. ❤
Please join if you want. Let’s spread some motivations? 🙂

On Bitterness

1

Let’s choose to forgive
even if forgiveness isn’t asked.
Your heart is too beautiful
to keep those ugly poisons inside.

©2016 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo credit: Proverbs 31 Ministries
For 3 Days, 3 Quotes Challenge as tagged by devereaux frazier and Ladylee Manila. ❤
Please join if you want. Let’s spread some motivations? 🙂

Sunday Songs: Few Words

The simplest of all love songs
I want to bring to You, oh yeah
So I’ll let my words be few, hey
Jesus, I am so in love with You

And I’ll stand in awe of You, Jesus
Yes, I’ll stand in awe of You
And I’ll let my words be few
Jesus, I am so in love with You

As a reading writer, words mean a lot to me. I am literally breathing words in and out, almost every second. This song’s title, Let My Words Be Few struck me.

Because indeed, no words will ever be enough to thank, to honor, to praise my and our Creator. ❤

Have a blessed Sunday, everyone!
This is my first Sunday Songs because I will now be joining my dear sister Stella. ❤
Video courtesy of Youtube. 🙂