Val enjoys writing his own style of what resembles poetry, just hoping to catch someone's heart on the same page.
From people of our lives we expect
what to ourselves we won't give
over so many years of neglect
like mental beggars we live.
We'll kiss some butts for a crumb of love
and for respect we may do even more
bribing with rituals our gods above
caring for our deserving score.
We use others as mirrors of our worth
at times running into distorting reflection
showing us as the ugliest creatures on earth
so our image depends on our mirror collection.
Just can't love unconditionally that baby inside
to appreciate her warmly for exactly who she is
as if keeping her undeserving face in deep hide
putting on the mask that's bound to better please.
We are mental beggars - just not aware
our false pride won't let us see that fact
those of us who know it are truly rare
seeing through all of our phony act.
There isn't any better mental beggary test
than observing how we feel without others
how our own company makes us stressed
while every emerging emotion just bothers.
For, when we are honestly "at home" in our own skin
some solitude may play the magic in our heart
it's not anymore the game of lose or win
but peace giving us fresh life start.
© 2021 Val Karas