Poetry

I look away

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From it all

Because I’m tired of the nonsense chatter around me and realize there is no point in getting mad about the things I can’t control, and neither should you.

But I can’t control you, and I don’t want to.

But if I’m quiet and you wonder if something is wrong with me.

I didn’t say the real reason that day, only because I was physically tired, and being quiet was the only calm and reasonable thing to do.

I know this world can be so cruel and unfair, but I won’t play the victim when I, too, have done wrong.

I want to live better and not hold grudges for anyone anymore.

I’m letting it go, and no, I won’t forget what they did, but I’m living for me, not them, and I will be damned if I let them steal my peace of mind.

I may look sad right now, but I’m free from the chains they tried to keep me in. But can you say the same?

Written By: Deirdre Stokes Copyrighted ©️ 2023 By Deirdre Stokes

Published by mywords2228

Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.

5 thoughts on “I look away”

  1. Nicole Smith – I am in my 40s. I am a mother of 2, wife, and I work at a local family owned restaurant. I love reading and writing. I write poetry and blog to understand myself and the world around me better.
    Nicole Smith says:

    Powerful. You going through something?

    1. mywords2228 – Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.
      mywords2228 says:

      It’s just a different view on things between me and a friend. This photo reminded me of that day, so I wrote this poem to get it all out.

  2. petlwanemolotsi4@gmail.com – ABOUT THE AUTHOR David Petlwane Molotsi also known as JastaPoet was born on the 31st of January 1973. In the neighborhood children address him as Pteeta Feeta “or at least that’s what I hear or chose to hear and honestly, I hate the name!” The author is a second born son of Mamothibi Keamogetse Molotsi and Lucky Oupa Motsoenyane. He was born in Zone 7, Sebokeng but spent most of his young life in Small Farms, Evaton where he attended his primary school in Mosioa Primary School; moving to Tokelo Secondary and coming back from Vista University to teach at E.D Mashabane in 1997. Surprisingly, all the above-mentioned schools are found on Selbourne Road (former Heath Road) in Small Farms, Evaton – talk of a farm boy! JastaPoet majored in Psychology and Education and fairly speaking the fear of failing took him away from English he which intended to study more extensively. He only did the first year of studying English and has learnt most of the language from teaching it. Almost everywhere he taught, English was in the list and he loved learning and teaching the language. Entered the teaching fraternity to learn and departed for a long preparation to serve! The author last saw a classroom in 2018 on the 16th of October to be exact and avoiding to get salted faced the front from then till now. Never looked back when life is always in front of all of us. Following the footsteps of a camera-man (photographer) father, Petlwane took photos for fun and to balance the income until he met his homeboy and the late Benny Ntsane Mokoena - May his soul rest in peace, who took him to a local newspaper Vaal Weekly/Vaal Vision as a freelance photographer and the writer of entertainment news. Humor was in the center of reporting entertainment and being in the midst of great artists kept the love for good art. One of the most memorable chats the author has had with his father was when his father said: “Boy I just love love-songs and I do a lot of singing along,” the very thing Petlwane Molotsi grew up doing miles away from the father, Bro Lucky and still does; I said nothing to my father … I was enjoying the feeling – connectedness and a working network signal. The author also writes stories and plays – comedy! For interesting stories and more poetry by the author visit the website www.pteetafeeta.net.za Petlwane Molotsi is also a chairperson of a non-profit organization known as Acroyalis Arts and Culture Foundation. The organization aspires to promote arts and culture in the area of Sedibeng and surrounding neighborhoods. Poetry is introduced to toddlers in Early Childhood Development Centers and community arts and culture youth groups.
    petlwanemolotsi4@gmail.com says:

    Shackles off your feet so you can dance …

    1. mywords2228 – Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.
      mywords2228 says:

      I love that song!

      1. petlwanemolotsi4@gmail.com – ABOUT THE AUTHOR David Petlwane Molotsi also known as JastaPoet was born on the 31st of January 1973. In the neighborhood children address him as Pteeta Feeta “or at least that’s what I hear or chose to hear and honestly, I hate the name!” The author is a second born son of Mamothibi Keamogetse Molotsi and Lucky Oupa Motsoenyane. He was born in Zone 7, Sebokeng but spent most of his young life in Small Farms, Evaton where he attended his primary school in Mosioa Primary School; moving to Tokelo Secondary and coming back from Vista University to teach at E.D Mashabane in 1997. Surprisingly, all the above-mentioned schools are found on Selbourne Road (former Heath Road) in Small Farms, Evaton – talk of a farm boy! JastaPoet majored in Psychology and Education and fairly speaking the fear of failing took him away from English he which intended to study more extensively. He only did the first year of studying English and has learnt most of the language from teaching it. Almost everywhere he taught, English was in the list and he loved learning and teaching the language. Entered the teaching fraternity to learn and departed for a long preparation to serve! The author last saw a classroom in 2018 on the 16th of October to be exact and avoiding to get salted faced the front from then till now. Never looked back when life is always in front of all of us. Following the footsteps of a camera-man (photographer) father, Petlwane took photos for fun and to balance the income until he met his homeboy and the late Benny Ntsane Mokoena - May his soul rest in peace, who took him to a local newspaper Vaal Weekly/Vaal Vision as a freelance photographer and the writer of entertainment news. Humor was in the center of reporting entertainment and being in the midst of great artists kept the love for good art. One of the most memorable chats the author has had with his father was when his father said: “Boy I just love love-songs and I do a lot of singing along,” the very thing Petlwane Molotsi grew up doing miles away from the father, Bro Lucky and still does; I said nothing to my father … I was enjoying the feeling – connectedness and a working network signal. The author also writes stories and plays – comedy! For interesting stories and more poetry by the author visit the website www.pteetafeeta.net.za Petlwane Molotsi is also a chairperson of a non-profit organization known as Acroyalis Arts and Culture Foundation. The organization aspires to promote arts and culture in the area of Sedibeng and surrounding neighborhoods. Poetry is introduced to toddlers in Early Childhood Development Centers and community arts and culture youth groups.
        petlwanemolotsi4@gmail.com says:

        I still remember my now 19-year-old daughter responding to the song when she was just a baby. I loved her choice…

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