My Tangled Hairs.

About the pain behind apparel beauty. How every metaphor is beautiful yet bearer feels the pain.

My Tangled Hairs.

Just like the leavender on,
My Tangled Hairs.
Beautiful in its own way
But beauty is painful
They say.

Pulling my hairs,
Strangled in bits.
Just like the turns and twists
In the pleats of my life.
Braided beautifully
Can't nobody see the pain,
They just say.

Purple streaks over the blonde haze,
Even when everything is clear
Within the maze.
The purple becomes invisible,
Only the green bits of happiness stays,
I pray.

Pray for the green in my life,
But as the sun strikes
And again I shine,
Beaming through every crack.
This is life that we just need to accept.

The green always glows,
But the leavender paves.

�" Anushka Joshi.

Author's Note

𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒃𝒉 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒛𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒚𝒑𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎. 𝑰 𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒆 .... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒆𝒘.
~ 𝑨𝒋

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Using tangled hair as a metaphor is clever. Tangles are spiteful and can hurt but when teased out into the smooth can change the outlook all together. I like where my thoughts travelled here Anushka. Lavender, I find soothing and calming.

Chris

[Anushka joshi]

Kinda wanted to express the same feeling.... Nothing is beautiful nothing is ugly it's just the perspective. And second life has extremely ugly and beautiful sides .... It's totally on us how we want to live it .... It's practically tough but we can always do it our way.
Thanks.
Immense respect for your words.