MIND. BODY. SOUL.
A special installment on today's radiate daily podcast - another sneak peak into Wild Hearts Unveiled: Poems Unscripted, a book by our founder and author Pam Sahota. This installment digs into what happens when someone is no longer a part of your life. And you decide it's for the best. What it does to your emotions. ...
... So I did a thing. For years (decades really) I've been writing poetry on and off. Typically during certain tough situations where the emotions and words just pour out. It was a way to let go and heal, and move forward to a newer, better version of myself. Well, now I've released about 20 ...
She walked a mile in her own shoes Threw them away in a dumpster alongside the wave swept rocks She knew the way The act of being lost was nothing new She ate her indecision The fruit tasting a tad sour She locked step with his He glanced with too trustful eyes She wanted more The wind kicked harder She hugged herself against the frigid ...
She sits in a coffee shop Her pencil twirling round and round Perplexed in confusion Unsure of the page to turn The lamp dims letting shadows in The fan quells the dampness A chair tilts in the background The mirror reflects a jaded rust Her eyes scan the room She bits her lip in an unsure distrust Her eyebrow raises She crosses the other leg The door ...
She fell down the stairs She clutched her heart She cried tears of joy She had escaped She had given away her hopes and dreams She had left her desires She had new ones New endeavors New adventures New stairs to climb
She sipped from a tattered wine glass The edges cracked with regret The glass smokey from indecision The base fragile from temptation She adorned a worn silk dress Ripped on the edge from too many falls Smooth from the desires fulfilled A little too short from the times spent around the hamster wheel She strapped on shiny new heels New to the touch and ...
She ran towards it She paused at the bridge She knelt down to find the smoothest pebble As if it were waiting for her The bridge disappeared A field of uncertainty ahead Crows circling her She knew she had to turn around Going back wasn't an option The branches tangled her in The path scattered with wilted petals She had to find a new way She kept her head ...