Featured Poem of the Week

Ashwini Dodani

Ashwini was recently added to A Cornered Gurl as a contributor and is a faithful supporter and pretty well known Writer on Medium. He specializes in gut-punching, knee-buckling poetry, and can also melt your heart too. He is the Editor and sole host of From The Poet’s Heart, a publication on Medium that is budding beautifully. What he will bring to the publication is a sound and consistent flow of the beauty of words and I am rather happy he is now apart of our community. His poem “Standing Up For Myself” is this week’s feature.



Standing Up For Myself

Not Your Business

Photo by Allan Gonzalez Vega from Pexels

Of Course!

Stare at me, as you always do,
judge as you always do,
measure me in all the small capacities
you can but I will not be affected,

and I will not even let you know that I am not…

I don’t expect you to know
my battles, my pain,

my insecurities, my leftover sanity,
my ego melted into self-respect,
my self-respect shattered into hollowness,
No, I seriously don’t,
But if you can, if you really can,
do take those eyes off me,
that keep doubting and make me
even unsure of my most determined
decisions,
 I request not command
to let me be, and take my beliefs
to turn them into reality…

But somehow I can sense, you won’t change,
and hence 
I am forced to tell you in your face,
I am standing up for myself,
and it’s none of your business…

 


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Originally published in A Cornered Gurl via Medium.

Scintillating Saturday Share #11

Every Saturday, I will share a photo that touches my heart, makes me happy, or lifts my spirits in some way. The purpose? To send love, light, peace, and kindness out into the ether. Scintillating Saturdays: one definition of the word scintillating is as follows: witty; brilliantly clever.”

Can we do that here, beautiful people, spark something brilliantly clever that touches others every Saturday? Please share this to all of your social media outlets. We can do what we can by spreading a little love, can’t we?

Roses in the Garden at Montgeron|Claude Monet – circa 1876

Using up to 7 words, tell me what this photo sparks in you. Here’s mine:


forest of
enchantment
magic’s in
t h e  r o s e s.


Now, it’s your turn. This’ll be our “Scintillating Saturday Share #11.You can respond to this post, reblog and respond, or create a standalone post of your own, but please ping or tag this post so that I’ll know to read and respond to yours.

Using up to 7 words, tell me what this photo sparks in you.

Care to get creative with me for this scintillating Saturday share?

Keeping Secrets (An Experiment)

Musical Selection: George Michael (Wham)|Careless Whisper

An Experiment

I said I would never
love again.
Those days are gone.
But, you make me want to
tell my secrets…

With you, I am weak —
I should be strong.
Is it any wonder?
My love, you know my regrets,
an attestation is unnecessary.

I said I would never
love again.

But…
You make me weak.


Originally published in The Junction via Medium.

I’ll be here in the shadows, just in case.

I don’t just want to get in your bed,
I want to get in you.
Into your mind–your heart.
I know there’s fear, trust me, I am pushing
through trying to demagnetize the world around
me so that I can cling to you.

Vincent Van Gogh|WikiCommons

I have watched you,
you’re trying to learn about things,
drinking in the knowledge of your surroundings and
I am a patient person.
I want you to flourish,
We can wait for the right time
to deflower–your petals
will never need as much pruning
as mine.

I want to find a way to tell you
that I am the one–
I can be.
But, the shadows are a comfort,
my hiding place.
They know how to shelter me
when you do not.

After all, we are both still nursing
broken hearts and even though we have been hurt,
tipping the scales before it’s time
would hurt us more.

But, I am here, you know?
Just in case.