Childhood Affects Adulthood
Parents mold their children just like a pan to a cake
How ever you're instructed gives your life it's shape
What you're taught as a child you will never forget
Morals and principles that others show you never fit
From your failures to your major accomplishments
Learning responsibility on a job to paying your rent
Clueless that your parents were preparing you for life
Now you thank them for teaching you what is right
Times that you felt that they were being hard on you
They we're preparing you to always know what to do
Good thing as parents they didn't slack on the job
Raising you to turn into the most laziest slob
The decisions you make reflects off your childhood...
"I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances, but they're worth takin'
Lovin' might be a mistake, but it's worth makin'
Don't let some Hellbent heart leave you bitter
When you come close to sellin' out, reconsider
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance (Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along)
I hope you dance
I hope you dance (Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder)
I hope you dance (Where those years have gone."
Artist: Lee Ann Womack
Song: I hope you dance
Lettrs: To you!
Do you remember when you were playing to being a bird singing among the foliage? You never believed that it was only a game: truth?, from your voice flowed the most beautiful songs. You were unbearable: true! that's why you one day wanted to fly, to leave far.
You had the look full of dreams, feeding the pigeons in the Park, and you knew, from memory its imaginary names, by force of labelling, of being a wind, of being a seed, of being a light in I don't know which distant star.
You were., or you are (I don't know which would be of your life) more I always trusted that you still are, this young woman of the lost generation, a dream always going. I don't know which to reme...
Who Am I?
1. What’s one thing that’s happened to you that has made you a stronger person?
A. Being a mother at the age of 17 and having all odds stacked against me and being confronted with survival. I didn’t have a driver’s license. My mother didn’t like my baby’s father so she kicked me out and I was homeless at 17 with a baby only months old and had no money or means to support myself nor did I have any family I could turn to for financial assistance or a place to stay. I fought hard to survive and had many life lessons served to me during that first couple of years and had many good people teach me a thing or two about life. These adversities made me the compassionate, empathetic humble...
All fill me
As my fingers wander
Touching the spines
And life. JD
*My Journey Journalized*
#TouchingSpines #SeptCMChallenge #WritingPrompts
Thank you Jen for the stamp
Every day I used to seek friendship in lost souls ,
But soon I realised I have a better version than humans .
The one who is quiet,at times restless and makes me feel it's presence all that while.
From wagging her tail to wanting what all we eat.
They have a different world than ours, they feel and hear things which we are unaware about.
Apart from so many differences we have one thing in common love , affection for each other.
And growing fondness each passing hour .
From being scared of dogs to loving them, I found a true companion !
Have you ever been in love?
This question has been the center of so many conversations in my life. A question that makes me go back to being a teenager.
A girl that doesn't know what love means besides sharing her lunch at school or waiting for each other after class or even going into detention because that certain person would be there aswell.
That question always reminds me of the late night wishes of "what if" and the prepared conversations played over and over in my head. Falling in love has so many expectations these days but back then it was all so simple.
We called it love when someone would tell you to get home safe. We called it love when you saved the last slice for the other...
No matter how far you are,
I will always love you..!!
To whom it may concern,
It's almost 1 am, and I cannot rest.
I mean, to be honest, I haven't been sleeping well and it's called for some late nights. But I have work in four hours and I'm facing another long shift, so I've been tossing and turning, trying to find the right angle to fall asleep in. So far no good.
An alert pops up on my phone for a group you introduced me to over a year ago. Of course, your name is in the header. I wonder if I should leave this group, too, to spare us both the pain.
Ironic how I wish to talk to you but try to avoid your mention at every given chance. I know, I'm a hypocrite.
Congratulations, by the way.
My chest siezed and I felt like I was dying. It's b...
How normal is to miss that person?
How often could you erase the memories and mesmerise at a glance ?
How a look of that person could change the world upside down ?
How could that promise hold you back and not them ?
How easily could they smile and not look at you ?
How often do you think of them knowingly they don’t?
How precisely could you even care when they hurt you ?
How you still wander for their touch , for their smile and their love ?
How you still remember the last kiss of them ?
How you still keep a hope ?
How they said you to move on ,
How they think is easy to move on ?
How you think would you be able to ?
Nano townsfolk tales
Tu wahan hai, Main yahan hu
Saath kyu nahi..
Tere bin aab, jee na laage
Paas aaja yahi..
Tere binnnnnn.. Jiya laage naaa...
Tere binnnn.. Jiya laage naaa.
Tere binnn. Jiya laage na oooo..
Teri baataon, main na mujhko
Aaye ek pal yakeen.
Tere bin aab, jee na laage
Paas aaja yahin..
Mujhko thaame, teri yaadain
Tere sapne yahin.
Tu meri aab, main tera hu
Maan le na haseen.
Teri binnnnn. Jiya jaaye na.
Tere binnnn. Jiya jaaye na.
Tere binnn.. Jiya jaaye na ooo..
Teri baahaon, main joh guzri
Meri saanse thami.
Teri chhahat, meri chhahat
Hai na koi kami..
Tu maan leeeeee. Tu mere dil main basii.
Aab jhooth kyaaaaaa.. Mujhko toh sab hai yakeen.
Tere binnnnn. Jiya jaaye...
I don’t have tomorrow
I have now— this moment with me
So I’m going to live it
And love madly
For who knows
When it’s my time
Inaudible whispers of solitude
I retire myself to
Enlightens me to the secrets
Of life I have lived and forgotten
It reminds me of the bygones
I have dreaded to visit
Why can’t chapters I have closed
why unsettle the dust of time?
Do not touch the graves
For those lying in deep slumber
Has melancholic music of pain
Instead of heart
Do not let yourself die
With the hands of dead.
My thoughts, the words I construe them with
Are embalmed with the despair of the lost moments
And the memories that could be.
Is trying to forget
How I felt
My mother told me,
SKYLARK CHALLENGE 153
- Calamity, Slay, Outrageous, Forgive
"COME BACK TO ME"
Being of light-
a decade into my past-
climb a tree with me,
smallish drama played out
in my rearview mirror,
rise with me to the lonesome howls
of wolves both young and old
trapped inside this same growing forest.
Hey you.... ageing forest
come back to me.
an unlovable book worm,
a steam engine on a box seeking outrageous truths,
a pine cone collector...
Come back child of nine,
born here and now;
let's slay our demons together.
Come back to me
from inside the painting
I painted on the sky,
I thought you would fade in time.
Howling voices echoed through the canyons
a lonesome evening song
reverberating off the ancient stone
in a painted history along the mesa
I lived a hundred lifetimes
riding the wild breath of the desert highway
winding along the dwindling river bed
discovering all those darkened places
obscured in the gathering storms
The stars danced and fell in waves
glittering into the ebony expanse
while we watched and wished
remembering the eons long past
dreaming of millennia to come
All way long
I carry the tired body
And a bitter soul
Dizzy eyes shut my vision
Voices amplified inside me
They were of memories
From worst to best
Reels of them swirled around me
Time wasn't racing
The soul was just gazing
Every piece of realistic drama
My Mind was healing
With Rollercoaster of feelings
Vibrant emotions spread like oceans
Once again I travelled back
Again & again I was watching myself... Every shade of mine
In an unknown universe of memories...
Memories fueled me
A slow smile lit my face
And I begin the journey
This time with the passionate body
And a spiritual soul
A Walk along the Shore
The granules remind me of the easiness I carried, and the waves remind me of my little fury and rage I holded all the time. Little things that matter more are seldom realized at the end if a day. The tidelines remembering me every now and then phase does change and bud a new hope Evey time. How I used to spent hours and hours just wading along the shores, reminiscing every moment of past. And how I used to let the waves wash every dirt of mine. Selfish I was, wasn't I? I used even the water to wash away my sins and started finding hopes even in the tides flowing. How the crest and tough of these waves depicte...