By: Ella Wheeler Wilcox
To sin by silence, when we should protest,
Makes cowards out of men. The human race
Has climbed on protest. Had no voice been raised
Against injustice, ignorance, and lust,
The inquisition yet would serve the law,
And guillotines decide our least disputes.
The few who dare, must speak and speak again
To right the wrongs of many. Speech, thank God,
No vested power in this great day and land
Can gag or throttle. Press and voice may cry
Loud disapproval of existing ills;
May criticise oppression and condemn
The lawlessness of wealth-protecting laws
That let the children and childbearers toil
To purchase ease for idle millionaires.
Therefore I do protest against...
When I was younger, I believed 'Holding on' was hard but now I realized 'Letting Go' is the hardest.
-I found myself when I let you go.
I finally realized....
I am not required to set myself on fire to keep anybody warm
I am freed from the chains from my past that held me. Freed from the lust, freed from hatred, freed from the entire delusion. My mistakes are not the end of me; only the experience to build me toward my purpose. I am set free.
The question is Are You?
Have you been conscious about other people's opinions?. She used to have that. Everything they said got to her. She never believed in herself. The worst was that she didn't like who she was. Not once did she think about beauty or being smart. She lacked that,in her mind apparently.
Always struggling with low self esteem. This went on for a very long time. It began to affect her everyday life. It made life unbearable. She got up one day and took charge of her life. She looked at her reflection in the mirror with teary eyes and said "I am beautiful and I won't drown in my sorrows. She began working on everything wrong with her and she made it. Never allow things to get to you. Change what you ...
Go swim in the sea
Fly in the sky
Go on roadtrips
Count the stars
Feel free to find true love
I been out for a while. I went to Liberia West Africa to visit family and share the little I worked for here in Sweden with the orphans.
I met kids which parent died from the deadly Ebola virus that hit west Africa two years ago. Some were just months old when their parents died and some was a bit older.
I visited these kids everyday for six weeks. We play soccer and other games. I bought Christmas gifts, clothes and help feed them.
And when I was ready to leave Africa a 3 years old orphan asked me " Chris can you be my dad". That's the best the ever happen to me in this life. I agreed to be her dad and support her. I'm going back to Liberia soon to adopt her. Just a lil about m...
It was narrated from Abu Hurairah that the Messenger of Allah ﷺ said: "Do not curse the wind, for it is from the mercy of Allah, bringing Rahmah (i.e., rain and breezes), or destruction. But ask Allah for its goodness, and seek refuge with Allah from its evil."
-Susan Ibn Majah Vol. 5, Book 33, Hadith 3727
Light & Light
We let it Confine,
With doubtful Mind..
Let it flow,
to make it Glow.
I don't hold the world's weight anymore.
And that's when I knew it was time for me to say goodbye to those spiderwebs.
You know; the kind who hold your past memories.
The Good ones and the Bad ones...
I've set fire to the Good ones in order to bring their smell with me in my tomorrows and buried the Bad ones.
Hopefully they'll grow out a tree so I could never forget how to forgive and to let go.
I don't hold the world's weight anymore.
I've been lost in your endless space and I've found my way back.
The key is to never lose faith.
People come and go. No one is supposed to stay forever. I've been told that my ex lover is learning to drink misery like I d...
Be the one you always wanted to be.
At the end of the day,
Its not about accomplishment.
"It will always about fulfilment. "
As I sit back and take all your words in
I can't help but replay
Replay those 3 words you said
It caught me off guard
It took me by surprise
Those 3 words cause so much questions
I'm not going to lie
I don't know how to take this
Part of me wants to push and fight for you
The other part of me just wants to forget you
Erase everything I knew with you
To say that I didn't want to give in to you last night would be a lie
I saw something in you
A side I haven't seen before
Dare I say you had passion in your eyes
Was it because this would be the last
The last time we would be embraced by one another
To be us
After all of that
What would have come after
Then what ...
"It's my life.I just want to live as I wish."
Which supposed to be a simple individual prerogative rather requires a rebellious act and courageous heart to get it sanctioned.
Oh the Devil, he is witty but smart.
He paints my heart on a canvas like art.
He takes the words I cant say.
Shuts me up in the darkest way.
Thoughts build up, then he tears them down. He always makes sure I know He wears the crown.
When darkness comes and all is calm. He's got me eating out of his palm.
He shifts my emotions from left to right. I become weak, a sadness I can't fight.
When he speaks I listen to all he wants of me. Shackled up by his chains, he blinds me so I cannot see.
He's there even when I'm not looking for him there. He listens to me everywhere.
I know that one day these shackles will fall. For now the devil himself, stands by me proud n tall.
That day with you on the bridge
With the piercing beauty around
I stole a glimpse from your eyes
Of the home that we never found
And in the fragments of my words
All of those I ever uttered to you
Was an underlying truth so naked
Of the feeling that I never said you
That together when we struggled
Then I cared less what was around
For I was searching for it so long
And you're the home I never found
I'm not your ghost anymore
I wish I had missed the first time we kissed,
That moment you spotted me in the hallway,
The way you held my hand,
And how our sadness had connected.
I want to forget the false love you gave me,
The empty promises and ignorance to
All of the pain you made me suffer.
Love blinded me for so long that
I never realized how cruel you were
Or the monster that you had became;
I tried to ignore an obvious toxic relationship
Because I had hope that you would change.
The day I left you it felt like my heart had
Ripped in two, but deep inside
There was a relief of knowing I felt nothing.
I missed you for what seemed like years,
But what I missed was the love I thought you ...
When i post the same lettr which i wrote in lettrs...
I don't know why people react.. like, why u need to write that in facebook... Is it necessary to write ?
Can't you keep it to yourself ?
Write your essays in your dairy not here...
I just wrote a lettr a while back... And posted the samething on facebook too... And I'm unable to understand why people reacted like above..!!
I just wanted to spread some positive energy ..
I think that is why i love lettrs a lot more beacuse i don't get judged by the people... I don't get offended for what i write .. I have the freedom to express my words... Lettrs is just synonymous to Freedom..
Freedom of thought
Freedom of expression
"You know what's funny?
Been given freedom and liberty,
yet being shackled by our own imagined constraints
And soul sealed words. "
She said fed up with the ghost of chains and shackles anchoring her soul.
"The only freedom we got is death."
- Ruchika M.