Black Coffee and Grey Stories

Category: My voice

  • “Fill in the Blanks”

    As a kid, I always had a love-and-hate relationship with the ‘Fill in the Blanks’ section in test papers. Even though I was always very confident about my answers the bright red marks proved otherwise. And now sitting here at my desk after a long day of work, laughs, tears, anger, anxiety, and pride I […]

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  • “Colors”

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  • “Grief”

    So I am currently reading a book titled “Why has nobody told me this before? by Dr. Julie Smith. And today’s chapter was about grief. So, I ended up writing this short poem inspired from that one chapter while opening shipment boxes at work. It was a feeling of empowerment I felt while listening to […]

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  • “joy”

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  • “Born a girl”

    Born a girl, I know I am Honed to be a fighter My skills might be basic It is my discipline that matches none. Born a girl, I know who I am Work harder, expect less Dreams belong in stories You follow what is written. Born a girl, I now know who I am, Different […]

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  • “The Moment”

    Part I The moment Overwhelming stillness Deep breaths Heart beating louder & faster Sweat dripping down the trembling legs Voice lost inside Swallowed by the butterflies At that moment when we meet Hope you know That I love you! Part II That moment Sliced open just enough Numb to every pain or sensation Warm tears […]

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  • “What is love?”

    “What is love, mom?” I hug you tight planting a kiss On your sweaty little head, “you are love, my sweetheart!” “Define love.” You change your words Challenging me to evolve. And so, I do. When sitting together is a moment you look forward to. When you already know each other’s dance moves to songs […]

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  • “Numb”

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  • “My Minions”

    After 10 years of performing the duties of a stay-at-home mom, I finally went back to work this year. And over a month ago it became a full-time job, which was a complete surprise ( a happy one). I love the work. It works in favor of my personality and the relentless anxiety I live […]

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  • “The path”

    Part I Cold and distant Treacherous and blinding Darkness engulfing Disrupting my attempts I keep walking holding on to hope Trusting the process… Part II Walked this one years ago Lived a life ages ago Loved and lost naively Pleaded for one more chance To redeem my misguided soul. Part III Judged and disliked I […]

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