Showing posts with label feelings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label feelings. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Fools We Are!


When I needed a savior,
I thought it'd be you, but I was wrong!

Damn, this sounds like an old 50's song!

But it's not...
It's my guilty plea...

I am who I am, and sadly, no one else could I be!

But again, that's not the point...

But what the hell is?

I seriously doubt there is one!

I mean love, devotion, compassion, and all that crap...

Who cares?

All those ifs and maybes...

Then what?

Foolish...

Nothing more, nothing less!

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Feel Me, Read Me, See Me


Photo By: Beirut

Read me like a puzzle; with all of its missing pieces,
Like a children's book which you read to your nieces!

Dive into my complications...
Live my realizations...

Hear me like a lullaby; see how two could become one;
As if joined, share my joy & the sweat from an endless run...

Come into my revelations,
Ride the aspirations...

See me, as I am and not whom you expect me to be,
Like a ship at bay; still not ready to sail out to the sea...

Walk by my insanities,
Decipher my realities...

Feel me, like a winter's chill or a summer's fall,
Like an old lady's smile and a baby's first crawl!

I'm nothing but a girl finding me way through...
I'm nothing but a girl with many keys and no clue!

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)

Friday, December 03, 2010

After the Storm...


The silence after the storm is deafening: no hum, no sound,
All the pieces of everything have fallen dead on the ground!

The stench of the past still covers every inch of the place,
The wetness of the heart's rain occupies the empty space!

The touch of the wood on the walls no longer feels the same,
The suppleness of its texture vanished with the burning flame!

The taste of the air is salty, mixed with rubble and sand,
I look around yet I can't find your, once soothing, hand!

The storm is tricky; it comes along with no warning ahead,
Leaving you breathless with memories of words once said!

Searching for meaning has yet to haunt your stride,
However, from the mind's chaos, there is no chance to hide!

Saturday, August 21, 2010

I Used to Call for Breast Equality!


"It's too hot, I can't breathe", she replied with a muffled whisper while holding her tears of frustration down to the grounds of her worn-out mind.

All the empty and loaded thoughts that circulated her sleep-deprived being were knocking hard on her memories' doors, waking them up from a deep sleep; just like a mystic monster awaking from his winter's hibernation.

This was like no other time for the simple reason that: For once, things were really supposed to be different! In a movie, this would have been the part where the happy music would begin to play in the background, where the cloud-shadowed sun would come through and the kids would run with laughter on their little blessed faces!

But it was not. Just because movies are not real. Simple as that.

If I were to begin to try and explain to you the attack of my disappointed mind, you would not understand. You would probably begin to give me a lecture about optimism, looking forward and suggest the glass theory to me. Some of you might even start so selfishly share your way of handling these kind of attacks - as if any of these really ever happened to you!

Which brings me to my next point: How do people convince themselves that they "know what you are going through"? It takes a lot of guts I tell you, and a little bit of ignorance as well, if I may say, to prescribe a cure for a pain that is unimaginable to those living with hollow hearts.

I missed writing, I really did. I missed it and feared going back to it at the same time. You see, for someone like me who uses words to vent, it is a scary thought that even after writing, I still feel bad and need further ventilation! There is also this fear of not getting it right: forgetting my trail of thoughts, diverting into a million topics (just like I'm doing now) or simply - again - not satisfying whoever stumbles upon this post!

Moving on...

Let's talk about emotions; you know those some are loaded with while others lack completely. You know what astonishes me? Emotions are like breasts: they come in different sizes, colors and shapes and their results vary from one person to another. I used to call for breast equality, now I believe I would be more than satisfied with emotional equality!

The end... for now.

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...

Thursday, July 09, 2009

How I Crave to Be Held by You...


The night... Oh how calm it can be and what serenity it can bring to my soul...

The cool breeze tickles my senses and the sound of kids playing mixed with the faint melodies of the sleepy birds play in the background...

I take in a deep breath and I think of you...

How I crave to be held by you...

I grab my laptop, place it so clumsily on my lap, and I start typing away what I feel, every sensation, every longing, every desire, in simple, plain and yet so meaningful words that overwhelm me, even before I click each of their letters on my keyboard's buttons...

How I crave for you to hold me, chest to chest, heart beat to heart beat: racing, calling, chanting, disarming...

How I long for your breath to tease my senses: softly, gently, endlessly, sincerely, eagerly...

How I wish for you to feel me just as you feel hunger, thirst, fatigue, excitement, happiness, so close, so real...

How I yearn to kiss you, perhaps tingle the rough of your chin, or maybe further down, where shoulder meets neck...

How I crave for you to touch me, just my hand, where palm meets palm, like an unbroken vow and an unchained melody...

I want to be with you: unbroken, unwounded and untainted...

This longing: like fire, like nothing before, or nothing will ever be...Burning within my soul while I smile and watch it glow, no questions, no worries, no expectations...
 

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