Inner Struggle

Unaware of what is there inside,
Ignoring the storm that stirs inside,
Busy hours keep me occupied,
But quiet moments weigh me down,
Revealing cracks I never found.

My fear took shape,
Unawarely I invited troubles,
Quick fix only made it worse,
Making the same mistake hundred times,
The only option is to observe what is there inside,
Stability is the work of life.

Poem

I fight to hold small issues tight,
Clinging to them with restless mind,
I feel discomfort inside,
It takes me a while to identify my pain,
Whatever I do, anyway goes in a vain,
Sadly I withdraw myself, left no choice.

Suddenly I realise, what is the most important in my life,
Every time I choose the same – inner peace is the main,
I happily let the other one win,
Feel stronger and light,
It is like a chain, I soon forget,
And fall into the same regret.
Until once more, I find my way,
And let my heart choose peace each day.

Small things

Why do small things bother me?
He said that, she is not doing that right,
Why do others take me for granted?
How to manage money on time?
Discussion has no point,
I took my space and did all the reacting work inside.
Later, a few firm words—and it was done.

Most of Our Talking
Something is bothering me, I begin to talk—
Am I comforting others,
Or can I not manage to be myself?