fortheSoul

  PC: Erkin Yılmaz When times were tough, I always stood waiting for it to pass. Through all storms I prayed for the light to come, for the rain to go away. So did I pray when there was pain, for the suffering to end, for the misery to end. I wished no harm, but just prayed for it to pass, for light to shine and for the ache to end. It took a while, but each time it did end, in its own form and time, but it did end. Once the calm was back, once the suffering had ended, I felt empty for a while. It was definitely what I prayed for, but the light also brought along the silence. It felt different, it felt strange to feel light and also to deal with freedom. I prayed for her pain to go away, I wished for her nights to be peaceful, I wished for her to smile again. Oh! I just for my grandma to feel whole again. Today, I see her chair empty, my heart aches to see this emptiness. It’s a big puzzle, my mind doesn’t know how to process this absence, but then again, the ...

  There is a certain period of stillness that comes in life, this stillness comes around after it's all the happened . This stillness is what confuses you, makes you think whether you’ve done things right, or what went wrong, or could you have done something better and a zillion other things. To dream I believe is easy, at least for me it was and still is, dreaming is easy, dreaming is hopeful, dreaming is strength and it brings along a beautiful kind of grace around you . You glow differently. Once you have a dream, once you know what you are doing and slowly notice that you are moving towards your dream, the rest falls into place. There's no other way it could have happened for you, don’t forget you worked for it, every bit of it and yes, there has been this period of stillness that maybe was for too long and made you forget all about your hard work. But this still doesn’t scope out the fact that you, yes you did everything. It was you who put in the very last ounce ...

Lying down under the majestic green soul,  gently being touched by the breeze and tickled by the grass beneath, I look above. I look above at the blue sky, peeping sunlight, passing clouds,  chirping birds and all the mesmerizing shades of life around me. The green of gardens, the blue of oceans, the yellow of sunlight,  the silver of clouds, the white of satin, the red of lips and the black,  the brown and the fair of skin.   Isn't it magical, maybe like a warm-ecstatic spell?   Does it not make you strive blissfully?  Does it not make you feel the beauty in variance?  Does it not make you dance with joy or fall in love? Shades are the glitter, the sparkle and the cherry to life.  Otherwise its all black and white, maybe grey! Look around, feel the vibrance, feel the smell, feel the touch,  feel the warmth, feel the love..  Embrace it all. Brown eyes or bruised eyes, red lips or torn lips..  A golden heart and the rainbow of l...

The ocean breeze, the slightly warm sand, the gushing waves and the longing, my longing, walked together that night. A lonely walk with myself, on a night when the stars chose to shine brightly, on a night where my soul held my mind, so fragile and so lost. Seeking to be seen, to be held and to be loved. It was the need for love and care and maybe a little desire, that rushed within me. I wanted this for me too, I wanted this from someone else, it felt like on that night I needed it from someone else. So bad, that all that I had within me turned into sorrow, into grief and into pain. We often tend to search for love around us, or at least on that night I did.  I believed to feel what I wanted, I had to get it from someone. Not me but someone. What I forgot that night was that love is an emotion, an emotion so powerful that it can break barriers, move mountains and melt the world away. It can make time stop, make everything stand still and yet feel like a warm breeze on ...