Words to the Soul

A books of words, book of feelings, a book of inspiration, food for the mind, food for the soul, story for the heart, a story from the mind, words written by a dreamer wishing to share his inner world with you, to embrace his darkness, to accept his troubles, to grow beyond them, to grow with them, to love them as myself, To love, To live, To laugh, with relief from my Burdens 

To be New, to be refined,  a divine design. These are words unspoken, these are words unheard, it’s just

Ballad of the mind: from the thoughts of a dreamer

This book wasn’t something I thought of doing ever, now that I think about it but here it is a concept given to me by a friend I work with, with whom I  shared some of my poems. Thanks goes out to you for giving me the push. 54 poems, one book, many words, enough to fill you for ‘9 months’ giving you birth to tranquility. 

You can get your copy on Amazon: Author name: MaliCool Whitby

“…To break down the wall, to connect, inspire….” -Skip Marley 

Ballad of the Mind


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Travelling my mind seeing the sights looking for a way to reach new heights

It’s a ballad of the mind moving through life I will grab what’s mine

Walking through the dark, searching for a light

Working to be a better self, only wanting growth, In the end it will be refined

It thinks alone, sleepless at times,

It’s on a Journey Gaining knowledge with each experience of each day

My thoughts fight a battle, taking part in Tourney

Which is the winner? Only my feeling heart has a say

Seldom do I dream when I sleep

Often, I dream when I am seeing

Random thoughts greet me with conversations that are deep

For instance, assess this and tell us, what are you feeling?

It wishes for freedom, it wants to rest, too much emotional

Overweight with the world, when it is not even mine to shoulder

It influences how my decisions or made, brings my life to distortion

Each they feel myself living in winter, getting colder

“Morning”, greets the day, no smiles, what did I do? Are we even friends? Acquaintance even?

Stay your distance “I really don’t mean no harm, just being myself, I do want to know you”

Well, no worries, I have always been alone, I see your resistance

One part my mind’s story, more to be written, will I share? That is left up to you, or maybe me the Author

Let us pause here for a while, not the end, my mind went off somewhere

The Story will continue, until the next quarter.\

(Poem preview from the book titled “Ballad of the mind”, using a ballad poetry form for this one)

Well it is here!, or soon be at least my e-book, “Ballad of the mind from the thoughts of the dreamer”

Welcome to the Ballad of the Mind, anthology of 53 poems  original written by me and one poem written by a friend of mine, all telling a story of the inner world, the outer world communicating with each other conjuring a harmony of Negative and positive energy intertwining,exorcising your emotions. Willing to take that journey?

Release May 30th of this year (though likely to change again). Please support me and my first e-book (maybe I can get printed versions some day with your help).

Please comment below, how and what do you read your E-books on/with so I can provide those formats for you on release date. Also it’s coming to amazon, for those who prefer shopping on amazon eBook, worry not there will be one for you too.

Thank You.

 

A Sonnet to me

 

Dear me, come, sit and let me write this sonnet to you

I know your silent pain, seen your shadows

In a cruel world, a soft heart, your days are blue

The world unfeeling weights on your caring flow

It is not wrong to care, or wrong to feel

Know the right persons, they will choose, in silence

Solitude is your refuge, time to heal

 

Lost in dreams, life becomes timeless

I know your struggles, can’t tell them apart?

Find someone who will pull you back to earth

Your insight has potential, try creative art

Do not doubt, you were created great from birth

Love brings me peace and overthinking eats my Joy

You are not out to hurt, create, don’t destroy

Into My Mind

Into to My Mind (Villanelle)

How did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

Trapped deep in thoughts, a forest with no exit

 Rows of bookshelves, shadowing the sky, my thoughts unwind

 

Overthinking overtakes, my thoughts confined

Conflicted with decisions, conflicted with self, where do I fit?

How did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

 

My imagination untamed, a wild beast, logics sidelined

Based off feelings I made my choices, but not from my heart but my mind I admit

Rows of bookshelves, shadowing the sky, my thoughts unwind

 

Inside me a world, created to house my inner being, the soul intertwined

I meditate, I sit,I inhale, I exhale,  I think, I slept,  I wake, I am now moonlit?

how did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

 

So much to say, how do I put it into words? no one notice, I got left behind

Not a part of the Jigsaw, different, but I now love being a misfit

How did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

 

A storm rages every now and then,  so I withdraw, until the calm, not to be unkind

So give me time, patiences and love, and I will make your life sunlit

How did I end up here? Lost in my head, into my mind

Rows of bookshelves, shadowing the sky, my thoughts unwind

Pretend

pretend I was a secret, would you keep me?

would you tell your best friend?

pretend I was your thoughts

would you converse with me?

would you tell me what’s hidden in your heart?

pretend I was your life, would I be a burden?

Pretend I was your heart, would you follow me? Would you love me?

Pretend I was you phone, would touch me? Would you hold me?

Pretend I was your TV, would you watch me everyday?

Pretend I was your favourite series would you keep up with me?

What if you felt what I am feeling? Would you understand me better? 

Questions fills my mind, how will I find these answers?
 

My Beloved

My Beloved

Why has she forsaken me?

Left without a word

Now I am without sentence

Now I am without a concept

My ideology is at a standstill

Stripped of my will, where has she gone?

I am sorry, didn’t mean to ignore

Didn’t meant to become a bore

I know, I cheated with procrastination

Got seduced by complication

Favoured simplification, now I am without you

There is not much I can do

No need for court we can talk this through

My beloved muse, I really need you