Chahat Sharma

Joined June 2017

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Avid reader, passionate writer.

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From the Ashes
The walls of reality Come burning down As you stand in the center Being scorched by the Embers of everything you believed to be true.
By Chahat Sharma6 years ago in Poets
Brown Goddesses
When life becomes disappointing, When society turns on you and stops making sense, When you find new joys rising up your belly like butterflies
By Chahat Sharma7 years ago in Poets
Homecoming
Call every ounce of your power back to you. Hear the echoes of ancestral flesh and bone, their wisdoms, their pains and their stories,
By Chahat Sharma8 years ago in Poets
On Resiliency
We seem to have reached a point in time where our lives are more stressful than ever. Each day the responsibilities on our shoulders seemingly increase, our thirst to achieve our dreams and goals grow stronger, and the emotional and mental stress laid upon us by our jobs, degrees, or relationships often take a physical toll. How can we expect to keep going in times like this? How do we overcome the overwhelming urge to simply pull the covers over our heads and ignore the call to rise another day and function, when we feel dismally hopeless? Resiliency is the name of the game.
By Chahat Sharma8 years ago in Motivation
Mother Earth
I walk among the mixed trees in the small, shady forest. The Earth is covered in snappy, old sticks and crunchy leaves that call to me, “Come sit, and hear our stories”
By Chahat Sharma8 years ago in Poets
The Garden of Life
As I walk through the garden, the garden of life, I touch the sweet roses, and twirl in delight. We play until darkness,
By Chahat Sharma8 years ago in Poets
Seven-Day Cycle
Monday is mellow. Mysterious and slow. Tuesday is tough. Puts on a good show. Wednesday is wisdom and Thursday's true love.
By Chahat Sharma8 years ago in Poets
The Warrior Woman
He held my hand and said I'd never have to walk alone again. I looked at him, my hair a mess, my body scarred from war, face smeared with dirt.
By Chahat Sharma8 years ago in Poets
Time
The promise of tomorrow, the gift of today. That time is something borrowed and nothing's here to stay. Use your time here wisely
By Chahat Sharma8 years ago in Poets
To The Girl Who Never Stopped Fighting
You, my darling, are half-goddess and half wolf. You love and trust with that heart of gold, and protect yourself like a wild woman.
By Chahat Sharma8 years ago in Poets