Underneath

Your face that always hid the pain that was there, Underneath.
The childlike innocence that i always kept complaining annoyed me.
And the intention to never hurt anyone around...
Struggling to understand why you do that, I have always been puzzled.

Rethinking all your acts in all kind of circumstances.
Reanalyzing all the words you said in every situation.
Revisualizing the fear on your face when you failed to make me smile,
Today, Very shocked, I cant help but ask the nature "why?"

Being trusted for making a difference,
I realised for what I am worth.

Incapable of accepting the fact, I did feel paralyzed.
Trying hard to not show on my face, what is in my mind,
Begging myself to remain the one I've always been to you,
I fight with myself everyday, every hour.

I didn't always care to return all the smiles I was given.
But now I am sure I want to.
And I am so determined I will.

There is a place...

There is a place
Where the sun smiles...
The streams play music and the water so clean.

Where the birds fly...
And The angels that love me, show me the very unseen.

The sky showers soft beams...
And the morning dew held on the grass so Green.

Where the flowers blush...
And Cow bells ring in the mountains somewhere between.

There is a place where there is Love.
And there is smile and those are the only things that mean.

There has to be a way.

When did the world become so limited?
It was pretty vast before!!!

When did you stop seeing beyond those fences,
your eyes used to go for miles!!

How did just a few words started to matter?
While reading those thick books could completely fill you up with all kind of emotions.

Are you painting the same image over and over again?
Didn’t you love to let flow those bright colors and shapes with your imagination?

Back

I see the wide green horizon and I see no obstacle until where my eyes can reach.
I hear the birds chuckling and feel the breeze which I will take in my arms and take with me forever.
I hear the flow of water that is so tranquil that I can see that tiniest blue stone trough it.
I look in the little kid’s eyes that show me for what I am worth and I can’t help the smile.
I Am Recharged.
And I am Back, to myself.

Saying "NO"

My friend sitting on the side wall of the balcony of our apartment, looking at the road that used to be pretty busy with the students walking by, their bikes and few cars. I, sitting on a chair facing towards the same road, so engrossed in the topic we had started - the 'good' inside of us that was always proven to be 'not so good' to ourselves.
That makes us chose being kind over being right.
That stops us from saying NO when we must say it.
And it tries to stop us every single time which completely screws up the balance between thinking of others and thinking of ourselves.
This thought stuck into our head and we decided "We have to learn saying NO".
Very determined we, left from the apartment to pick up our food on my bike(my scooty).
We took the very first turn at the end of the road and BANG!!! some other bike hit us(or did I hit it?) and we had a nasty flop.
And there was this very charming guy passing by , came running "Do you need help girls?".
Now let's admit it, we definitely wanted.
but me, I looked at the guy with my red eyes wide open and said "NO"!!
Right after that, I had a 2 seconds pause thinking, "Crap! what the hell did I just do?".
Lifting my bike up, I couldn't wipe that regretting face off of me.
My friend, helping me getting the bike upright, looked at me. The hopeless look on both of our faces which would mean "yeah.. wrong situation, wrong person, in fact wrong NO".
As much as I find it funny, I can't describe in words how I hated my "NO" that day.

puzzled up

I heard you saying "yes I am here", When you looked isolated in all that you think.
Your eyes looked aching from all the sun you had it in.
I felt the whole world still for I saw on your face, all the miles you walked.
That extreme urge and the need of me to be there for you, wouldn't let me give up.
but in my mind, as I watched you going away, I failed to comfort myself to some extent.
And the words that whispered in my ears “I will be fine”, suddently made me feel how short I was to reach out to your pain.

Keep your chin up, Like a nosebleed.

Pride, it is the first of the seven deadly sins my kid,
But mother, that is what completes your girl.
It makes her regard herself to be positive.
She does not need to hear from others for she is secure.
From the world's hands which tries to tear her apart,
She has stolen the proud face that turns pain to grace.
Self aware of not being overpowered by the power of pride.
She sees herself ready to fight for what you fear she might have to.
Let her be proud and loud,
Mom, You might find that your girl is stronger!