Miraquill
Something messy
Scattered across my mind,
Words divine, poetry imbibes,
My racing heart strikes,
Pen on paper, scratching ink,
The noise is bliss,
Ecstacy in its every kiss;
I blink to see glimpses,
Lost in my own silence,
Senses dialled up to eleven,
Feeling extreme hells and heavens,
Vivid dreams springing,
Birds chirping and singing,
Textures and threads weaving,
My own universe of thoughts,
This nature is mesmerising,
My messy mind can turn
Anything enticing.
©be_sometimesartistic
#ASD
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be_sometimesartistic
22w
Read MoreYour mind knows everything you see and think. But what do you think about your own mind?
Read my poem, SOMETHING MESSY, of the SOMETHING series.
#thoughts #mind #wonder #miraquill #ceesreposts #pod #writers #adhd #asd
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- lovenotes_from_carolyn Excellent piece!
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- be_sometimesartistic @lovenotes_from_carolyn @myoneandonlyrose thankyou so much.
- lovenotes_from_carolyn More than welcome.
Autism Syndrome Not Anti-Social
"Always hiding in the darkness, behind your room's door"
" Come out and socialize with people, this way better"
Oh no! Let me be, aren't nothing good out there but chatter
I have this thing the scientist call 'Autism Spectrum Disorder'
It makes many things I do not in order
I wish the people could learn about my situation proper
So they can stop pushing us to talk and to socialize, that's improper
So they can keep distance during one of our episodes, not coming closer
Even loud noise put us in danger
So stop sarcasm, it's one of the things this disorder can't process now, not even later
Not even jokes, save them and share them with a joker
Maintaining a healthy and steady relationships? that's where we are weaker
So many things to say, so little time, so won't it be good if you study it later?14 0 1
dr_amyne
71w
( OH MAMA AFRICA ! )
( Oh Mama Africa! )
Where lie the problems and the solutions?
The educated and the enlightened who keep quiet while silently watching the predicaments like frightened Owls?
Or the hungry leaders who keep prowling and looting the resources meant for the proles ?
( Oh Mama Africa! )
On mental health issues and mental toughness
All they care about are the mortal human bodies
That will one day decay and get lost in the cosmos
Neglecting the most important, the immortal human souls
No one care about your mental health, they just feed you carbohydrates
Not knowing there is big fire burning inside the minds of the big guys and girls
You fought all the internal demons that are trying to bring you to your knees
If one day you let your tears out, and cry ones, twice, or thrice before you continue the unending internal battles
They say " Come on big guy/girl ! Don't embarrass yourself and the big guys/girls, only the weak minded cries
They don't know : “People cry, not because they're weak. It's because they've been strong for too long", not sometimes but all the times
So you suppresses your emotions away from them, because those emotions have no values in their eyes
They have no idea that your emotions and your tears came from strength and from the warrior mentality that you posseses
( Oh Mama Africa! )
Had we known any better
We would have been greater
And take care of our brothers and sisters more smarter
But Mama Africa when I want to move out of town to explore greatness, your sons and daughters say " So you are neglecting your family? Otherwise, stay closer"
"It's too dangerous outside, better safe in your own little town in that shelter"
But in the shelter it's size is smaller , and it's raining and leaking, I am catching fever
And no growth in comfort zone whatsoever
" Don't go to those gardens,
we were told by our ancestors their fruits taste bitter "
Some rules are meant to be broken, so I explore the gardens, I became an explorer
My God! I found out those bitter fruits taste better
And other many fruits taste more sweeter
( Oh Mama Africa! )
I wanted to marry, they said "Yeah but only in our little Town, no any place safer"
I grew up in that little town, not knowing the greatness of people like Alexander
The way of life, traditions and mentality of my town were all I ever knew, nothing newer
Until He came to my rescue, and sent me further
He say " Travel and see for yourself the nations and civilizations that were former "
Because traveling widens your horizons and makes you a good observer
Nothing much can you see if all your life you are an insider
Get out and tell me what it's like to look at your town from perspective of an outsider
"Is your judgment the same?", No my judgement is more objective, because now I am more of an observer
( Oh Mama Africa! )
Would you forgive me for not knowing any better?
I have this autistic sister
Spending every penny of our earnings out of love for her to get better
Taken to gazillion of times to traditional healer and Islamic Center
Bombarding her with herbal remedies lacking medical trials and license whatsoever
She has been said to be possessed by the evil spirit, Jin, so said the insider
I began to believe what they said, until when I saw similar situation approached in different accurate ways by outsider
The outsider said to me " all her activities, symptoms and signs are busy telling you ' Look I am not possessed but Autistic female, so I am your Autistic Sister"
" That's why you are missing the prevention, diagnosis,and management of such cases, now what you gonna do that you know better?"
( Oh Mama Africa! )
" Yes my son, now what would you do about your sister's situation? , Answer the damn question"
I would study the case, and refer her to right medical institution
And pay more attention in the society for early diagnosis, management of similar or entirely different cases with their prevention
" Son, Is that all you learnt from the outsider, after all the given information?"
Mama, the outsider built special schools for people struggling with mental disorders for special intervention
They built homes for them, and say " Look beautiful come over here it's more safer in this accommodation"
Protecting them from the society that always attack them due to it's ignorance of clear picture of their condition
( Oh Mama Africa! )
" Ok now tell me what about your other brother who couldn't talk fluently like you, didn't you get inpatient waiting, thinking he was taking centuries, for him to express himself and his situation?"
" Wanting him to think, act and speak like he has no limitation"
" Tell me what the outsider said about his condition"
Oh the outsider said " Your brother has what we call 'Apaxia' for decades" , everything has level, stop calling anything you don't understand 'evil spirit'. Mama, you see Apaxia and Autism I never heard about them where I grew up. What a tribulation
The outsider further said : "Look, these beautiful humans, one has Autism, one has Apaxia, this is how to better their condition to avoid any further complication"
( Oh Mama Africa! )
" Glad to hear that, but what about woman, her freedom and liberty in this society ?"
" So many troubles she carries on her shoulders, what a tragedy"
" For years she has been married, but no sons, and daughters of her own, she is not lucky"
" The society put the blame on her saying she is infitile, that the husband should marry more women more fertile, that she shouldn't be shown any mercy"
But the outsider found out that the problem of infertility is not only arising from the woman, man's sperm count in many of the cases is the one faulty
Mama, I couldn't imagine the sadness and weight on your shoulder, hold on little more we are working to fix the predicament even though slowly. It's so bulky
( Oh Mama Africa! )
" My beloved Amin, my faith is being restored, I am proud of you, now I can rest in peace knowing freedom, justice, liberty, mercy and equality would be served in this society"13 1
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raindropsoncacti
119w
The "Slow Kid"
I used to sit watching my little boy,
Trying to make sense of his "differences", his quirky ways.
It's hard to know who to believe, what to do,
or what advice to follow these days.
I've probably read every "foolproof guide" published,
and turned to every self-appointed expert and sage.
I've positively exhausted myself trying to "fix things",
As is expected to be done in this day and age.
I've advocated, I've fought, I've served as his constant..
I've always resounded his voice.
Nothing changes though; seems systemic issues are too great.
You don't always have a choice.
I'm not venting, or seeking pity, though.
I'm done trying to "win" through complaints.
I'm reflecting gladly instead what a rough path has taught me:
How to free my son from all these restraints.
For when you're wrapped up in a battle against such powers
You get caught up in the whirlwind pace that comes along.
You don't get to truly "see" your child's soul,
Or hear their heart's true song.
I've still got "experts" hounding me.
Ironically, they now stress that I should be MORE concerned.
I deflect it, as each day I do I see more evidence
Of the values I've taught, and skills he's learned.
I'm choosing to not "watch" but "see" my child, now.
I'm encouraging him how to be simple, and kind.
That you don't need to hit all the formative marks.
That he's safe to pursue what he loves;
to do whatever gives him peace of mind.
The adversities I've tried help him overcome,
The "righting of wrongs" in vain I've tried to force.
Being a "Fast Parent" is more the problem these days
Than letting the kid they called "Slow" be freed from it all to instead carve his own course.
I'll take altruism over athletics in a heartbeat.
I'll take manners over grades any day.
I'll be proud when he stands not just a man, but a Gentleman,
Living life to the fullest, in his wonderfully unique own way...
©thatgeekgirl15 4 3
- __aesthetic__soul__ Splendid ❤
- soulfulstirrings Superb ♥️ the last para is
- raindropsoncacti @soulfulstirrings thank you again for kind words it was a very cathartic poem but every word authentic. It was like writing a vow/commitment. Much needed.
- anmol_muskan Beautiful!♥️
cha0ticaut0n0mic
180w
To My Aspie/ADHD Child..
You are weird and wonderful, wonderfully weird. My darling girl, you are so so wonderful and I am so so glad that you're weird.
©cha0ticaut0n0mic17 3 2
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phoenixjade
200w
The Crazy in Me
Do not mistake my honesty as weakness,
my self expression as drowning,
my challenges as evidence of non coping
For they allow a power,
A depth of Empathy and compassion
I'm told I cannot possess
My differences misinterpreted
Dangerously misperceived
A simple attempt to connect
To find words for the pictures in my mind
Twisted by the perception of another
Who insists it is I who disagreed
With reality
But what is reality but a perception anyway
When viewed through eyes who have only seen from one skull
And a limited 180 degrees
at best.
While the other half of the circle remains black
Our brains fill in the blanks it can't access
Finishing the story without our knowledge
Inserting assumptions built from its own personal experience
But never mine
I cannot read between the lines of the words unsaid
Like a secret language never learned
My screams become a voice trying to be heard but locked beneath the curse
Of an inadequate instrument as important as my voice
Confusion so often whirls around and within me
A deadly hurricane I can only access and fight with the same intensity and sharpness of color it hurls at me
A taste of it own chaos
I laugh wildly into the wind
But all they ever see is the crazy in me,
not the unfolding bliss within
©phoenixjade18 1
sauvik_acharjee
217w
Autism Often Speaks
The children of autism - are the night blooming Cereus, special in their own way.
They converse without words,
But those whose life they've touched;
We understood every thing that's unheard.
The words that are trapped,
Yet free to explore.
The thoughts which are encaged,
Yet fly in the limitless blue.
A hug, a nod or a glance of an eye,
Echoes what words cannot describe.
It may take a day, a week or even years to realize - Autism often speaks,
If only we're ready to hear.
Their minds are oceans of potential energies,
Which channeled properly - can create masterpiece.
Not only paint a blank canvas, But also put life into the pottery.
The children of autism often speak.
©sauvik_acharjee66 5 6
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- sauvik_acharjee @janmejay and @rainingwords thank you
- rainingwords @sauvik_acharjeeYou are welcome, I love this poem
- sauvik_acharjee @aarthisampath, @sabaridevi @the_euphoric_soul, thank you for reposting. Your support really matters a lot.
poetry_oleilah
222w
Read More#light #different #asd #morethannumbers #extraordinary #child #dontjudgeabookbyotscover #specialneeds #challenged #children #love #awareness #normalisoverrated #special #writersnetwork #readwriteunite #mirakeeworld #repostrepost #wds #poetrycommunity @postman @readwriteunite @mirakeeworld @writersnetwork @writedilse
LExtraordinary Child
Do you see that girl, pretending to fly?
She may have to do second grade twice
She looks eight, but she thinks like she's five
and her IQ is not very high
But, by these numbers, she's not defined
Sometimes she is shy
Easily overwhelmed; always ready to hide
Burrowing into the recesses of her mind
Her imagination is running wild
But every minute, she'll make you smile
Her laughter carries on for miles
You've never seen a spirit so high
One so small, so full of might
She's the purest soul you'll ever find
She's funny and loving and kind
Even the stars don't shine as bright
In my darkest hours, she gives me light.
©poetry_oleilah12 0 1
crossthevoid
223w
Read MoreAbout my brother, the Eye-Avoiding Master #autism #asd #writersnetwork #poem #wordporn #pod #readwriteunite
Á.
Sorrowful –
words never to be read
in the right corner
in the left mood
at the same time.
.
I try hard not to hate
you
are tiny glass splinters
on nearly every face.
.
I try hard not to love.
.
While breaking
your concrete ankles
sharp and square
eye
contact with strangers
and tell them
they’re all old home.
.
We will never say it again,
how could I.
.
Our lightest despair,
whiter than white –
the whole spectre.
©crossthevoid3 1
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