Posts Tagged ‘complications’

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The look, someone to look at her like she’s a world to them,

Someone to hold her so close like they are the leaves and she’s the stem,

Someone who keeps her warm with the fire in him that burns for her,

She wants to feel that she’s your need,

Like an oxygen and not only to feed,

She wants you to look at her like you are looking at her naked soul,

You see her in your dreams, in not just one but in all,

You hold her hand not just when nobody’s watching,

But you kiss her when all eyes are on you and the world is watching,

You look in her eyes and tell her what she means to you,

YOu promise her that in every thick or thin you will help her through,

For every tear, for every time when you make her cry, 

She wants you to hug her and tell her ‘i know its hard but we will try’,

She doesn’t want your treasures,

She counts your love in the moments you spend with her,

for there are no other measures,

The road to her heart is simple and straight,

Just give her love and a place in your life and she will open all the Gates!

 

 

-Cheers!

M

I took the road less travelled so I could see my steps graving into the path,

I recited my words again and again so I could hear if they were healing or not,

Bearing the burden on these shoulders I still held my head high,

For at nights, I heard the silence of the dark and I heard the wolves cry,

I gathered all my strength and I gathered all my dreams,

Then I closed my eyes and went to sleep,

The journey I started is not ending soon and it’s not just for today,

I am going to walk until I have a reason to turn back is all I can say!!

Cheers!

-M

The deepest fears reside within us, within our hearts and even in our minds.

As soon as we are born, the fear is born within us. But as we grow up, we learn to tackle different kind of fears.

Our parents, family and the society teach us and show us what different kind of fears reside in this world around us, in our society.

A part of me thinks that, if you don’t know about something then its natural that you would not fear that but as soon as you know, it starts to bring doubt and scare you.

But i also think that if we are aware of certain things or fears then we can work on dealing with them.

The only good thing about fears is that it makes you ‘Vulnerable’.

In this world, people think that being vulnerable is the sign of weakness, sign of loss, its not something to be proud of. They hide their emotions of being hurt with anger and pride.

But i feel that being vulnerable is the only thing that makes you human, that tells you that you have a heart and soul that feels and gets hurt.

There is nothing wrong with getting hurt or feeling vulnerable. There is nothing wrong in being on the loosing end, being not a winner, being somebody who is not perfect and being somebody who cries when they are hurt.

What is so shameful about being vulnerable?

 

Is it bad if you are capable of getting hurt because you have a heart that feels? No, it is not.

You can only be vulnerable if you are strong enough emotionally to handle pain and despair.

Vulnerability is the sign of strength, not physical but emotional and mental strength.

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Feel free to feel the best of the joys and worst of the fears,
For they might break you for a while but they will build you better for real!!

Be thankful that you are one of those beautiful people who can feel the real things like love, hurt, happiness and failure. Because most of the world is living under the umbrella to shirk off all the humanly things and with their fake shallow masks.

Happy Reading!

 

 

Somewhere far from the shallowness,

i hoped where am i you’d guess,

when i am looking behind,

following me are your shadows divine,

i thought am loosing myself,

for you said it was for the best,

Not you and nor me,

you said it was us that you see,

What makes you, you, is your wilderness,

and not everybody is just so blessed,

Daring to go beyond the darkness,

With you i knew i could always rest,

Walking with me, running with me,

i found, to happiness there was no key,

Some journeys were long, some journeys were less,

but every mile would matter if you’ll walk with me i guess!!

Happy Reading 🙂

There was a man once, who lived for the world and never cared for himself.

All his life, he tried doing the best for people around him, his family or friends. Then he got married and he loved his wife with all his heart and soul.

And then they had 3 beautiful children, 2 girls and a boy.

Father was there for all of them, to mother he was the perfect husband and to kids he would be the father as well as the mother. And he would do more for them then the mother would do. He would find a different kind of peace and satisfaction in it and never complained anything about it.

One of the little tales from childhood goes like this:

So his two girls were like, elder one must be around 10 yrs old and the younger was 6 yrs.

Since he wanted his kids to be ahead in every field so he enrolled the girls into dancing lessons.

Every day after school, he would come from work and drop his girls off to the dancing lessons and then pick them up again after the classes.

Day after day, as they ;earned to dance, the two little ones got into a new habit.

Every time they would walk in the house they would just walk dancing. And not just walk,, soon they were in the habit of dancing even while standing.

And the father would call them to talk to them and they would just stand their and do their own little dance or would just practice some sort of steps.

He would yell at them and ask them to at least stand straight but they still would not because it was like their could not control their dancing and it was just coming out on its own.

Its hilarious when they think about it now.

Everything is gone, the dance, the laughter and their old man but all they have is some of these memories in the heart.

On a shelf, there is a chest she says where she has kept all of his memories safe and every once in a while she goes inside her heart, opens that chest and go through all of them to get a feeling of her old man, her father, her world.

His little girls are woman now, once his princess’s are now in a world without him.

They live every day remembering him, thinking what he would do, say or suggest them on how to get through the roughness of the world.

Thank you PAPA for making us What we ARE Today!

From,

The lil One

Story of my life these days is simple and short.

It starts with a dilemma and no surprises, it ends with a dilemma

I had been so short on the fuel.

My life needs a kick, some sort of energy drink to bring me back in action.

And, it is really how i feel like.

The dilemma starts as soon as i wake up, or not to wake up.

I do something then i want to do something else and then something else. Like i cant just sit or do one thing at a time.

When i am at home, i feel like going to work and when i get to work, damn me!  I feel like i should go home.

And then at work i would start looking at watch or outside to figure out a way to make the time move faster.

But mehhhh, thats life,,

I know its just not only me living through this confusion.

Its one of those days when you just want to stay in bed,, just sleep all through the day.

But i think its ok to feel this way every once in a while.

We are all flesh and bones and its perfectly okay to slow down and not do things that you do every single day.

And for me,, am even too lazy to find a good finish to what i want to say and share. But since its a day am taking slow so am not gonna put anything fancy here but something very real.

So, just wanted to share this laziness.

Thanks for stopping by.

 

Cheers!