Showing posts with label hurt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hurt. Show all posts

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Positivity with A Twist!


Image By: Eric Clapton

Many people define being positive by one's ability to see things in a "good" light regardless of how bad or ugly they are. They estimate a person's positivity by how much pain, disrespect, anger and stress he/she can take without losing that "special smile" - even if it was a fake one :)

However, the longer I think about positivity, and the deeper I try to understand it, I realize that many positive "thoughts" are mainly lies we feed ourselves in order to fill our hunger for real happiness and peace of mind.

Allow me to share a few examples with you:
  • Good things happen to those who wait.
But how long can you wait? And what if they come after you don't need them anymore? Are they still considered good?
  • You should see the glass half full.
What if the full half is full of crap? Poison? Or just some rotten juice? Isn't the glass better half empty then?
  • Wherever you go, no matter what the weather, always bring your own sunshine.
What if it was scorching hot and a drought was in the horizon? You bring more sun? Or you just get some of your "gloomy" clouds to try to help?
  • If you don't get everything you want, think of the things you don't get that you don't want.
I'd rather think about the things I don't want but still get!
  • If you don't think every day is a good day, just try missing one.
I'm sure whoever wrote this never tried missing one so he really has no solid grounds for his assumption!
  • Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference.
At the same token, attitude could be a big thing that makes a little to no difference!
  • Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same.
2 things: You can be miserable and strong or happy and weak. Also, making ourselves happy and strong needs more work, that is if we can find a right definition for happy to begin with!
  • We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
.... and suffering from sever neck pains!
  • Defeat is not bitter unless you swallow it.
What if you try to inject it? Or even sniff it?
  • The only disability in life is a bad attitude.
However, some of the many successful people in life carry around a bad attitude and this is what got them where they are!
  • My riches consist not in the extent of my possessions, but in the fewness of my wants.
Okay. But how about the needs? They are many, aren't they? Or those could be chopped up as well?
  • There are no menial jobs, only menial attitudes.
Have you ever visited one of the sweatshops where the workers are beaten, harassed, abused and rarely paid? I have! Therefore, I totally disagree!

(To be continued)

Sunday, December 27, 2009

The Unforgivables...


"Forgiveness is a virtue of the brave".~Indira Gandhi

Her soul is tired from carrying around all this deeply entrenched pain and dreadful memories of a voice so harsh, of a word so humiliating, of an act so unkind, of a look so hollow, of a love never returned and of a promise so unfulfilled.

In her mind she stumbles with the thoughts passing by of the places she had been, the people she had met, the chaos she had undergone...

Somewhere inside of her existence, she feels she needs to forgive. She needs to be brave and allow all this pain to wither away with forgiveness...

Yet, she knows, she can not forgive what she can not forget; as long as the wound is fresh, it will keep bleeding and though the past is the past, it did not heal yet with the help of the poking and the scratching that "all of them" impose!

The unsettled childhood, the messed up teenage years, the love which was never appreciated, the things she had lost, the nights she had cried, the pain which she endured alone, the longing for a warm touch on the face, the yearning for a sincere embrace... All of these and many more, deeply rooted somewhere she can't reach to pull out or even trim!

Would you mind telling her: How could she forgive the uncalled for pain? How could she find it in her heart to refrain herself from HATING or HURTING those who placed her in the corner of despair, intentionally?

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Daddy Dearest! (1)


Daddy Dearest...

I have loved and unloved you every single day since as long as I can remember,
I have thought about you every month from January of each year till December...

I have tried to wipe away the sorrow and hurt you caused every now and then,
I have tried to block myself from your memories, from your ongoing anger and pain!

I have worked hard to be stronger, better, more independent and less unsure,
I have been looking for a solution to the problems you caused, a permanent cure!

Daddy Dearest....

For as long as I can remember, you have been the sharpest thorn in the blossom of my days,
Since my childhood, you have, maybe unintentionally, caused me to falter in so many ways!

The walls of my memories are stained with images of the bad times you have put me through,
The raging blood in my veins, the clenched nerves, the trust issues, I owe them all to you!

Daddy Dearest...

I have told you over and over again, a father is way more than you have ever been or can be,
How low could the volume of my words be muted? How blind was your anger that you couldn't see?

Monday, July 13, 2009

You and I Are Two....


Picture by: Beirut Abu Hdaib

P.S: Again this is neither dedicated to nor inspired by anyone is specific...

You and I are two:

Never will we be one...
If you are the moon, I won't be your guiding sun...
If you pause to think, I will continue to run...
If you plan to leave, then it's all said and done!

You and I are two:

Never will we be together...
If you stay here, it has to be a little less than forever,
If you break my soul, I will take it never...
If you think you know it all, I am way too clever!

You and I are two:

I can be sad and you might be blue,
I might ache inside but I won't reach out to you,
You might falter and only then will I see you through...

You and I are two:

Broken from the world outside,
Drowning anger that we try to hide,
You faked a lot but I never lied...

You and I are two:

Walking together or walking alone,
Heart so tender and heart of stone,
True intentions revealed and shown!

You and I are two:

Maybe we could have been one united,
Maybe the darkness of night we may have lighted,
Maybe a new feeling we could have ignited!

You and I are two:

I am me and you are you,
You are happy and I am blue,
Though I was always being true!

You and I are two:

Never will there be a story,
Of love with pride and glory,
Your dagger in my heart will always be gory!

You and I are two:

Drink your pain away,
While I suffer with my dismay,
And the movie of our ending in my head continues to play...

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

She Gave Him Love...



She knew how he was,
She knew he would leave.
She know he was going to break her heart,
His web she waited for him to weave…

She gave him love,
She loved in vain!
He played her like a toy,
And left her draped in pain…

She raised her head,
She raised and prayed,
She called for angles,
She cried and swayed!

She knew this game,
She knew it well,
And within her sorrow’s flame,
She wished him to hell!

He had no right,
He had no reason,
To rid herself from him,
Her way out was pure treason!

She turned her head,
She leaned on someone new,
The guilt feeding on her soul,
When cradled by his dew!

She felt captive,
She felt captive to his grip!
As his memories slowly held her tight,
And pushed her into loss’s thrones dip by dip!

She wished her life to end,
She wished it every night before she lay asleep…
Out of this cycle she wanted to be,
Out of the oceans in love she was drowning so deep!
 

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