Posted in about covid, original, special

The Old World

I don’t miss waking up early to get to work

But I miss going to work and seeing workmates who are now like family.

I don’t miss the traffic and the time spent confined in a jeepney for many hours just to get home

But I miss being able to go out anywhere at almost any time.

I don’t miss the over crowded places

But I miss the crowd of friends and families getting together.

I definitely don’t miss the pollution and would prefer going out to inhale a fresher air.

That was the old world,

Just some months ago.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in miscellaneous, original

I Miss The Sea

metal stairs underwater
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Sitting on the side of the boat

The sun, hot and cruel

I dip my feet on the water

Where it feels cool

My sunglasses on,

I looked up at the sky

Not a cloud in sight

I let out a little sigh

Not because I don’t like the view

But because none of it is true

I wish I was out there enjoying the sea

Swimming or floating along

But right now it’s important to stay at home

This is where I currently belong

Summer is here, yet inside I stay

Dreaming of the waves, the sand, and the salty air

Looking forward to the day when this is all over

Oh yes! To dream, I dare.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in life, original

The Window

I sat at the dining room, working on overtime

I typed away to get the work done.

Then, a light came through from the outside

Illuminating the darkened space.

The sunlight coming through the window

And I thought, how beautiful it was.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in life, original

Stuck Together

Let’s get stuck together from afar

Let’s do our morning routine a bit differently

Let’s stay indoors and enjoy the moment

Let’s do our part to keep each other safe

©Maria Michaela

Posted in life, original

Hello Out There

On the inside looking out. Loving their freedom and energy. Sometimes I crave it. But also fear it.

“Put yourself out there”, they would say. I automatically think of being put on display for everyone to scrutinize, to look at. But I don’t want attention. I just want to be seen, heard. There’s a difference.

So, despite the fear I took the step and opened the door. Doing my best to be ready to take on the unknown.

©Maria Michaela

Posted in inspirational, original

Scars

You see me flawless, not a scratch

Not a mark

But deep inside is no match

As the color can sometimes be too dark

Kept within, no one will see

Screaming in silence

No one knows but me

Living day by day with resilience 
You see me go on, live on

As if nothing and no sadness can touch me

But like you I have my battles

And these scars are proof you too can make it