I have always believed in being apart of a greater world
So I trusted and believed in goodness
I gave chances, I have forgiven
And still somehow for granted I have been taken
I manage to shrug off all negativity and when questioned for my actions
I entertain them and tell them
to partake in conversation
that would not happen virtually
but physically
Misjudged for my behaviour I remain
Insulted for my honesty I'm ashamed but to myself I stay true and silently pity them for their ignorance
In the end I choose to open their eyes to their insecurities that to me are truly beautiful.
By: Linda RM Baumann
21h00
30 March 2016
I am a passionate young African woman from Namibia, weaving my writing from the raw pulse of my experiences, emotions, and the unyielding fight for justice. Through words, I champion freedom of expression and spirit—the sacred bridge to self-discovery, empowerment, and collective liberation. Free within, I stand tall in the face of adversity. Are you ready to claim yours?
Wednesday, March 30, 2016
Friday, March 18, 2016
Mask
Faces that exist are often masks of people,
Masks that represent the personality of the person carrying it
A mask connected to one’s mind, a mind influenced by its surroundings
Surroundings which start defining the essence of a person because life’s expectations require you to live in a certain way
Yet we remain deceived by those masks because the echo of the voices override the deceiving mask presented and in those lives there are crossroads as humanity is lost and opportunity becomes
Linda RM Baumann
19 March 2016
05h48
Masks that represent the personality of the person carrying it
A mask connected to one’s mind, a mind influenced by its surroundings
Surroundings which start defining the essence of a person because life’s expectations require you to live in a certain way
Yet we remain deceived by those masks because the echo of the voices override the deceiving mask presented and in those lives there are crossroads as humanity is lost and opportunity becomes
Linda RM Baumann
19 March 2016
05h48
Wind
My subconscious has become my guardian angel
I sometimes hear her say
Close your eyes and feel the wind make love to you
I listen and realise how gently the wind cups my face in its hands and slowly graces my lips with a kiss
I feel it's embrace all through my body...sending chills down my back
Indeed the wind is enticing ...so I give in and feel my heart thumping
The gentle tickle it makes me feel takes me up in the clouds and I'm floating. Gravity failing to exist
I reach my core as the wind hits my body as the ocean hits the beach
I smile as I open my eyes and realise that I just made love to the wind
By:Linda RM Baumann
18 March 2016
18h46
I sometimes hear her say
Close your eyes and feel the wind make love to you
I listen and realise how gently the wind cups my face in its hands and slowly graces my lips with a kiss
I feel it's embrace all through my body...sending chills down my back
Indeed the wind is enticing ...so I give in and feel my heart thumping
The gentle tickle it makes me feel takes me up in the clouds and I'm floating. Gravity failing to exist
I reach my core as the wind hits my body as the ocean hits the beach
I smile as I open my eyes and realise that I just made love to the wind
By:Linda RM Baumann
18 March 2016
18h46
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