Blurry Eyes

I am a brown girl born and raised in the UK. Being born here and raised with British values but to have culture restrict me when it comes to love is the primary inspiration for this poem.

What can inner peace be worth,

Nobody knows

'Everything' ... We say

No truer word spoke.

You could take me away

From my culture

My tradition born,

And make me what you are.

Standing tall,

Free and happy

In love, at peace.

Able to create,

The path of your life.

Able to choose

The ground upon which you tread.

If I am so courageous

To change the future

Will then the path, of my destiny

Begin to fade.

Would new roads emerge

For me to take.

The moment is close.

Watch me shed my skin

And begin anew,

A life destined from the very start

Yet postponed by troubles,

I was going through.

My clock is turned back to twelve.

Today is day zero.

Watch happiness unfold,

And new joyous troubles be told,

But pleased, knowing no iron shackles clad

Upon your being, no longer are we defined

By our feeling empty and sad.

Embrace your life,

With love long due.

Smile with every breath you take,

Gaze upon the world

With fresh eyes, every day

Knowing you are now at liberty

To see it, clearly.

No more

Blurry eyes.

Author's Note

I am a brown girl born and raised in the UK. Being born here and raised with British values but to have culture restrict me when it comes to love - who I am allowed to love in particular - can be restraining sometimes. This poem was inspired by a dream I had where I was alone and free to make a choice.