Saturday, October 13, 2018

Breaking the Silence




Sometimes in life we run into people who try to control us and make us only speak whenever they wish. Sometimes people try to force us to fit into their tiny boxes they’ve built for us that represents how they view us. Sometimes they practically tie us up and gag us. At times, these are our closest family and friends, so in the beginning we may not realize what diabolic deeds they are doing to us. Then, suddenly one day we awaken to realize the ugly truth. The following is a poem I have written on this subject that I hope will inspire those imprisoned by silence to break free and be silent no more. Live life on your own terms and sing to the world. Celebrate your freedom and embrace your future.



by Comfreak


Breaking the Silence

He silenced her…
He silenced her!
Until she had no voice…
Until she had no opinion…
Until she had no identity…
Until she almost faded from existence.
He silenced her…
He silenced her!

The caged bird…
The caged bird begins to whistle
Until she learns to chirp…
Until she learns to sing…
Until she finds her voice again.
The caged bird now speaks and shouts!
The caged bird.

She wonders, ‘Who am I?’
Looking in the mirror,
Rediscovering herself,
She has changed.
Now she flies freely.
Now she can choose to be whoever she wants.
She has a voice…
She has an opinion…
She has an identity…
She is alive!
She has broken the silence!

                             -- Lena Winfrey Hayat


By Photorech



Saturday, July 28, 2018




Finding Inner Strength


Dear Reader,

Today I have decided to share my poem with you that I wrote a few months ago. I hope the heroine in the story inspires you to face any obstacles in your life and to achieve your goals. Good luck!



The Queen of Pain

Gasping her last breath as she fell to the hard ground,
Screams of agony from within yet not a sound.
Innocence shattered, her sweet soul badly battered.
Yet to her evil enemies it never mattered.
Out of the fiery flames her ashes arise,
The Queen of Pain with dignity stands against lies.
Reborn from the agony and the terrible pain,
No more would she pour out teardrops of raging rain.
She embraced the pain…scarred with heavy dark blood stains.
Awakened, now she has become the Queen of Pain.
Her jealous enemies plotted her fatal fall.
Yet now their fearful backs are up against the wall.
Their poisonous razor-sharp daggers froze her warm heart.
She absorbed their wicked hate and poison so tart.
She turned it with angel’s hands to peace and love.
She let their evil pass out to raise her above,
For she had no time for petty games and lame lies.
She built the fortress around her soul without cries.
With dignity and integrity the pain she wore,
As crowns and jewels that shine brightly from her core.
Standing proudly their foul plots touch her nevermore.
Their voices die as the Queen remains forevermore.

                                                            --Lena Winfrey Hayat






Saturday, June 30, 2018

Second Guessing







Dear Readers,

I know I said I would try to write weekly… well it has been awhile. I got side-tracked again by Life! Seriously, too much work due to the end of the school year, report card time and so forth. So, I was thinking today about what makes authors seem to second guess themselves. I mean… can’t we be satisfied with whatever we write? We scrutinize our text, and we scrutinize ourselves! Some authors could say they torture themselves for perfection. Alas, there is no perfection, so we need to settle for something like amazing?

Anyway, just to get ourselves started on a project and past our procrastination is an accomplishment. Sure we love to write, but sometimes we delay an idea for fear of failure. And sometimes even for fear of success! Sometimes we are afraid that we cannot perfect our characters or perfect our piece of writing. We worry about the big things as well as the small things. Like for example, which point of view to choose? Well, that is a big concern because we want to match the point of view with the type of story as well as to our characters. It can be very important to the voice of the piece we are writing. A small thing could be like whether or not to place a comma at a specific point? Sometimes we agonize a whole day over a piece of punctuation. “To punctuate or not to punctuate.” It could drive a writer mad!

The problem is we get caught up in trying to be perfect, wanting to please not only ourselves but also our readers and even the critics. There is no perfect script nor perfect writer. And we need to realize that there are several ways to get to the same point. I can choose the same characters and the same plot, but use a different point of view or choose different dialogue and still have a good story, even a different story. Every method is correct; there is no wrong way. There are some ways that might be better, and maybe we should experiment a bit with different methods. However, we have to trust the writer’s voice inside to let us get the words out and let us create the story we have in our minds and in our hearts. We have to be concerned with getting the story out rather than worrying all the time about “wonder what they will think?”




We have to be determined to get the story out quickly. We should meditate, concentrate and then let that story flow out like a river. We need to let all the words come out before we begin the editing process.

We must believe in ourselves, in our characters and in our story. When our characters are alive in our hearts and minds, then we can bring them to life. Then, we should be committed to giving these characters their story.

We have to admit that sometimes we are harder on ourselves than any critic.  We are afraid to utter the wrong word or to choose the wrong plot event. We fear to disturb the flow of our story when we should really just let the story choose its own path. We just need to be along for the ride.




So, dear Writers get into that chair and on that keyboard. Write up a storm. Say whatever your heart tells you. Listen to the character’s voice in your head. And just trust yourself to create the best story. You can do it… just believe!




Saturday, March 24, 2018

What Happens to Delayed Dreams?



We all have dreams. Not just those at night that may entertain or bother us. I’m talking about dreams for our future or rather what some may call “goals.” Did you ever wonder, what happens to delayed dreams?

Sometimes we get busy in life, and we end up putting off the very dreams that we have wanted since childhood. These are the dreams that make us alive inside our hearts and souls. Sometimes we just go through the motions of life and postpone our dreams while telling ourselves that we will catch our dreams later. But when will later come? Should we continue putting off our dreams, or should we grasp and fight to hold on to them, thus making them a reality?



Poet Langston Hughes advises us in his poem “Dreams” (1)  to “Hold fast to dreams/ For if dreams die/ Life is a broken-winged bird/ That cannot fly.” I agree with this. I have noticed that when I have a dream, a goal or a project that I am excited about that if I keep delaying to start it, then the excitement wanes and that it gets harder and harder to start it. I find every obstacle popping up to delay me, and I allow these things to postpone my dreams. However, this should not be acceptable. Sure, we might need to delay for a day or a week. But what if it becomes months and then years? How long can we hold off our dreams?



Inventors have dreams that lead them to create amazing tools and gadgets that we use to make our lives easier and more interesting. What if they had delayed their dreams? Could you imagine life without a laptop or a smartphone? What about all of the creative scientists who have made great discoveries and found cures for diseases? What if they had delayed their dreams? What would become of our world if all of us, especially our geniuses, doctors, scientists and even our writers delay their dreams?



Dreams keep us alive and give us a purpose in life. This purpose might help us, but it can end up helping others, too. We need to struggle to achieve our goals and not allow them to be delayed or to dry up. Langston Hughes wonders in another poem “Harlem (Dreams Deferred)” (2), “What happens to a dream deferred?/ Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun?/ Or fester like a sore.” I believe it truly must dry up like something withering away… almost like a dry, crumbled leaf that turns to dust in the wind. Life without dreams means we are living like zombies. It is a spiritual death. Delaying dreams can only lead to the funeral of one’s creativity. That is a tragedy!




I implore you not to give up your dreams. Don’t even postpone them. Go and grasp them with firm determination. Dreams are great, but they become a reality only when dreams are put into action. So, set your goals down on paper, sketch out a plan and then start working toward your goals.

Good luck in achieving your dreams!



References where you can view the full poems by Langston Hughes:
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/harlem-dream-deferred/

Friday, March 2, 2018

Being My Own Muse





Dear Readers,

Those of you who know me and my writing, I am sure you have wondered where I disappeared to. I fell somewhere down the rabbit hole, took some turns and got distracted by all the responsibilities of life. Now, I’m trying to get back on track and into my writing again. Writing to me is like breathing, so you can imagine that I’m malnutritioned by now and gasping for creative air. I have been doing my occasional poems and even wrote a short story recently, which I have entered into a competition. Keep your fingers crossed. But now I want to go deeper into my writing and get back to my novels.




How to get on schedule? Benjamin Franklin said: “Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.” Well, this is good advice; however, I already get up at the crack of dawn to go to my teaching job. Then, I return in the afternoon and though it might be considered at an early hour, by that time after a long day of children’s demands, I’m exhausted… I’m haggard. I’m ready for a nervous breakdown! So, I need a bit of time to recharge my battery and to find my mind again.



Sure, evening is an option to write, but sometimes I have work I brought home with me. Yes, imagine teachers have homework, too! Then after that is done, I should fulfill the demands of my husband, yes I have to remember my better half needs my attention, too. So, I’m still trying to find this new daily writing schedule.

Maybe I can do it during the weekend. This could be a great option in between the housework I’m catching up on. And more school work. And even a bit of extra time with my husband and possibly a chance to catch some extra z’s.
   MIA
 

                                                  
                            


Once I find time to write, what to do when my Muse is missing in action? Where the hell did she go? Especially when I need her? I have learned that I can’t wait for my Muse to decide to show up. I have to push forward and be my own hero. I have to push my inspiration like praying for a miracle, and somehow it seems to fall out of the sky. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth. Just take it and run with it. Finally, I have some written words on a page! Finally a finished product! And without that naughty, missing Muse. So sometimes you just have to save yourself. I have to become my own Muse!



Now, the question is, how to schedule a writing schedule in the midst of a chaotic and busy life? Best answer: just fit it in anywhere I find small breaks, breaths and stretch the time. That means that preplanning a story starts while trying to fall asleep, and sometimes I write it in my dreams. Some story plots reveal themselves while taking a shower. And while on the way to work, just typing it into my phone. Writing has no borders, boundaries or special time. Writing is any time… any place where I can find the time. The way to a finished product is determination. Writing is something that is in my blood, so I must do it no matter what. So, what is the moral of my story: any writer must realize that if a writer truly wants to share their vision with the world, then no obstacle can stop the words from flowing.