Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.
― Mark Twain
We forgive those who wrong us
and we know its hard to trust
those who will make us lust
and rust the ‘love’
that will never last.
We forgive those who break promises
of our pasts
and trap us inside secrets
yet we see them beautiful, still.
We forgive those who see
what is not inside
those who walk with pride
and make us hate ourselves.
We forgive these
but simply trusting that soon, they will
realize how similar we all are….
If I were to explain his pain, I should be a man. “You don’t understand,” he said. The fear in his eyes told me I would have if he had let me see. I would have. In this part of town, we’ve been raised that boys don’t cry. They don’t ask why they are treated… Continue reading words are not enough
Let me tell you a story about the womb man… These stretch marks show my elasticity of how far I could go to accommodate life. They are no sign of ugliness, just sheer beauty. These hands create, they make, the mold and hold. They are strong and gentle and they can wipe away tears. They… Continue reading womb man
Is it really love when we overlook the flaws and embrace them blindly? Is it really life when we have never felt the pain of giving birth? Is it really death when we have not lost time in comatose then wake to die? Is it really a home when no words are said nor tears… Continue reading is it really?
I have realized that failure is never the end but preparation for success. Its never late till you sleep forever, so we should never stop believing in ourselves, the possibility of change we can do and the talents we have to nurture for them to work best for us. And this quote shows the ability… Continue reading the big picture