Poetry

I SAID I WAS BUSY

I said I was busy…
Yet my truth was considered a lie.
For I was not spotted physically operative

Yes, I was indeed busy…
But not in a way most people acknowledge
I was busy taking deeper breaths…
I was busy Silencing hopeless thoughts.
Soothing a racing heart.
Calming a raging storm in my life!
I was busy!
Mending the shattered pieces of my broken heart.
Trying to find my scattered soul
I was busy…
Trying to figure out the way forward in the midst of hardship.
Comforting my poor self,
Telling myself I am okay.

You won’t understand my busy.
When my mind is fully occupied, I work all day long!
Sometimes this is my busy,
And I will not apologize for it.

Poet  at Africa's Very Own Magazine | + posts

Ripfumelo is an ambitious and self-motivated individual who thrives on challenges and constantly sets objectives for herself. She's always looking for an opportunity to do better and achieve greatness.

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