Bravery Of A Mother.
It's pretty hard to accept the death of someone who's close to us but it's even more painful for a Mother to accept that her child's dead. The bravest of all Mother's are the one's who send their kids to the National Army. Knowing the fact that this might be the last hug. A Mother who has carried a baby inside her for 9 months and seeing her kid's dead body in front of her eyes is no less than dying for her, still she's proud of saying that her child died for the sake of his country, she's proud to say that her child has served the country and she's proud to say that she's his Mother. Yes, we can't bring their kids back to them but a big salute to all such brave Mot...
Their strength lies within/
Backbone of society/
Honor the mothers
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I know words wont do justice , but I still try to make words do express my emotions
Mother , a soul bestowed on earth , greater than God ,mightier than a sword , loving like a lord
A soul wrapped in flesh
But actually a gift opened from soul
You importance cant be expressed
But only can be sensed
A soul which gives thousands of souls a desires to perceive
I bestow my head in respect and regards
Which Makes you above the almighty lord
Love you mother
All out there mothers who love their children
So my daughter is mad at me right now. She'll be 16 next Friday and I know she's going through that whole teenage girl thing. But there are just certain things that you don't do. I took all three of her electronic devices from her and she's mad at me. I told her I understand that you're growing into a woman but that doesn't give you the right to do what you want to do. You're still a child. And as long as you live at home you have to do what we tell you to do. Get mad, don't talk to me but when you need something just let me know. I love my kids very much but I will not be disrespected in any way
Feliz Día a la mujer más hermosa del universo!🌷
Hoy te escribo para recordarte lo mucho que te amo y admiro. Soy la hija más afortunada del mundo al tener a una mamá como tú, porque tú eres la mejor de todas mami.💕
Eres una mujer que vale muchísimo mamá, porque eres tan sabia, inteligente, preciosa, responsable y creo que no hay cualidad que no te describa.
Por eso mami, mereces todo! Creo que nunca seré tan buena madre como tú, pero me has dado las mejores enseñanzas y te prometo que he aprendido mucho de ellas y siempre lo haré.
Quiero pedirte perdón por tantas las veces que te he decepcionado y hecho sufrir o sentirte preocupada. En serio que me arrepiento mucho mami.🥀
Sin embargo, te prom...
I want to say sorry for all the pain, I'm so ashamed of myself. I'm a coward because I can't tell you the truth 'cause I'm so scared of your reaction. I don't feel ready to face the truth, I feel like I'm never be brave enough to tell you what happened.
Is there any way I can tell you that the boy I believe was my friend raped me, without break your heart? Even write this words hurts so bad because after this two years keeping this secret I still can't go ahead with my life, because my brain won't stop remembering me what happened that day.
When I think of knowing somebody I can't do anything but panic on the fact that soon or later he will want to touch me, and this simple fact makes m...
hay tantas cosas en este momentos por la cuales debo preocuparme , tantas metas impuestas que no he alcanzo, es preocupante que mi edad parece fecha de caducidad para ciertos eventos de la vida solo por ser mujer. Es tedioso comparar mi vida con lo que se supone que debería ser , es irritante saber que para avanzar en esto tengo que dejar cosas que me hacen lo que soy.
Y es que por que les importa si no llevo tacones ,o no me pinto las uñas o que color de cabello tengo , ¿por que como mujer mi agregado como persona es la forma en que me maquillo o si llevo tacones? . Por que aun estamos en un mundo donde las mujeres tienen estandartes de belleza por las que un hombre jamas se ha ...
Esa mujer lleva consigo el universo:
La belleza del mundo en la mirada de sus ojos café claro, la inocencia de la vida en cada una de sus carcajadas y la malicia de su pensamiento en la forma en camina.
Ella no sabe de punto medios, no le gusta el gris, las mentes mediocres ni los sentimientos a medias. Por la misma razón estoy seguro de que el paraíso se encuentra en medio de sus piernas.! Qué placer tan grande que tiene quien disfruta ese universo.!
Tired yet not sleepy
busy with her daily kiosk .
not even sit for
to get her breathe back.
a beautiful smile
to make others feel
That she is alright .
That's a mother,
in everyone's house.
She will be tired
yet not sleepy as
She is in rush
everyone happy .
an unplanned expedition and too many mental agitations. nothing feels right because everything is no more. all i feel is not real. maybe taking those extra sleeping pills is keeping me in this unknown state. it is all a mystery. i can hear my mother telling me she's proud of me. what is she so proud of? i have always fucked up. i was hardly a good kid and still she smiles when she sees me. i think she sees someone that doesn't exist or maybe she thinks i still have a chance to change. i’m not an educated or successful person. i have always been a failure and i’ve accomplished nothing and still she smiles when she sees me. when we were kids, she would tell us that we could be anything we wan...
My black hole..
There’s a hole that sits within my chest
I cannot quite explain
for it’s just there and I’m not sure
exactly when it came.
Somedays it’s black and hollow
or it’s small and hard and tight
and others it’s not there at all
replaced by joy and light
I want to love each moment
as I watch you grow each day
but somedays I can’t find energy
to sit with you and play
From the moment you lift your lashes
to the time you fall asleep
I have to count each breath I take
so I don’t fall and weep
Each task becomes a struggle
and soon I fall behind
which only makes the guilt I feel
more present in my mind
But still I want the world to see
as I walk around with grace
For every woman in this world, I dedicate this poem.
Going through the darkness
Her bright heart cries.
But she tries to cover it up
With her small and little lies.
A smile on her face
Like the crescent moon.
A blessing and a grace
Every woman is a boon.
Use my pain again me, have your fun. I'm broken down with nothing left to lose. She fell down on the floor and looked up to her mother when....
Her mother opened a bottle of wine and said to her daughter lets celebrate your freedom with pizza and chocolates..Took her to Bar.. and booked her ticket to Europe trip...
Most coolest mom ever..
This little girl is my whole world.
She's the reason I'm alive.
She makes me smile.
Has taught me patience
She's the reason I love myself
I love to hear her sweet laugh and see
That smile she wears so happily.
I never will let her go
She is part of me, a greater better part
Of me. She has changed me for better.
She's my rider, my baby girl. She keeps me warm at night, the reason I wake up in the night checking to make sure that she has blankets covering her, keeping her warm.
She is the reason I've woke up happy and smiling, i kiss her goodnight every night. I love taking her on adventures and exploring new things. Making memories , taking pictures. Shes my blood, my other half, my...
Lost and mournful, yet
Comfortably numb in my
Memory of you.
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To All My Guy Friends,
I know you love everything about her. I know you love that you can tell her things you've never told anyone. I know you love that you can be yourself with her. I know you love that she cares about you and tries to make you happy. I know you love that she tries to understand how hooked you are in your computer and mobile. I know you love the way she laughs. I know you love how her breath feels on your skin. I know how you love the way her touch is so calming. I know you love the way her arms feel around you. I know you love her smile and her eyes and every last inch of her body. I know you love the sound of her voice and the way she talks to you. I know you love her s...
A belly without curve, he touched.
A courage without nerve, he clutched.
A darkness, pierced
by a lamp, which smeared
the wall, which neared
the child, who feared
a darkness, pierced.
Not out loud, and soft as cloud
Fading calls, and hope falls
Eyes searched, and legs rehearsed
a walk back on his own, towards a woman unknown.
A question firm and answer vague
A childhood term and innocence plague.