Journey of the Heart

Coming to Terms “Around here, he took his last breath” said her uniformed companion  and retreated.   the emptiness of a horrifying decade ambushed her…   slowly, softly  grief - pain - anger flowed wet the soil drenched by his blood     Spent, empty, she looked up    a glance met hers on the searing line of loss two sons dead  two mothers mourning   understanding crossed the border barbed wires became loops of compassion two knowing hearts wordlessly sealed a bond of forgiveness Shernaz Wadia  is a retired teacher now living in Pune, India.  Reading and writing poems, has been one of the means for her to embark on an inward journey. She hopes her words will bring peace, hope and light into dark corners.  Her poems have been published in many Indian and international e-journals and anthologies. She has published her own book of poems "Whispers of the Soul" and two volumes of "Tapestry Poetry - A Fusion of Two Minds" with h...

It may be difficult to appreciate challenges as they arise… Yet they often are the catalysts that push us to dig deep and discover aspects of ourselves that we may have been unaware of. This poem was born in a moment of appreciation for those who have challenged my sense of worthiness in the past, for they have been my greatest teachers, and indirectly, have led me to a path of transformation, self-responsibility and self-love. It was my way of saying to each one of them: from one soul to another, I thank you, I appreciate what you have done for me and I honor you. For all the times... I thank you! by Sandra Allagapen For all the times You let me down, I thank you It helped me discover my inner strength For all the times You criticised me behind my back I thank you It taught me to ignore gossip For all the times You turned away from me I thank you It encouraged me to allow new people into my life For all the times You copied what I had a...