Tag Archive | forthright

Being Strong is weak

And even if they do ask, your cynical self says “I’m ok” – because you ask yourself if they really mean it(?). Does your answer matter to them at all? Being strong is lonely, being strong is painful.

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Distant Dream

a tiny spark

a tiny spark

 Slumped not slayed
Hope’s distant dream
That tiny spark’s
Still alive in me…

©Sherin 2014

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My Path

My biggest gain
Will be my loss
My help and strength
Will be my pain

I trust His plan
Just dont know how
I ll walk the path
He leads me on

The path I tread
Just don’t know how
Will lead me home
Somewhere somehow 

©Sherin 2014

And now I KNOW

Now I KNOW.
That life is not him.

Now I know I was not wrong.
Now I know love lives.

Somewhere inside.
Somewhere hidden.

Now I know I’ll still wait,
for that moment when
the thread unravels.

©Sherin 2014

Need to LET GO!

Need to LET GO!

letting-go-hands

Letting go is hard…

I am letting you go 
It’s time I do
I am letting you go
Coz it’s only fair I do!
You don’t care for me 

The obsessive way I do
And it’s draining for me
To keep on loving you

Now it’s time.
Now you and I
Need to accept
Need to let go

Need to let go

Of the bond 
We so carefully nurtured
And kept just so…

©Sherin 2014   

Words and Deeds

       “By the words they say
        And the deeds  they do
        They seem so different,
        They seem so two.
Truly feel confused and left out when people,all kinds and everywhere, put on the mask of duplicity. It hurts when one’s naive trust is so abused and trampled on. Oh no, not for me are the grave misdeeds but rather the tiny breaks n cracks that amount to a lot.

It feels worse when its people who you have gradually become close to. I naively believe, as a first reaction, that “what I see is what I get”, Though the fact or reality is to the contrary. People say something  but they rarely mean it literally. it breaks my heart so. Though I practically n intellectually know that I should just let it be. This is the the world, this is life (no matter who the people are- friends or “believers”)
Nay, I am not saying I am the best or that I have no mask, I have. Many masks. Its just that time and again  I tire and grow weary of it. Though this I will say to my defense that I wear my masks to protect me. I wish I didn’t have to. I so wish I was born into a world of love and trust.

Love-Like

     Love-Like       

If only they persist
If only they care
If only they bother enough
To take care

Wanting too much love
Undying affection
Is what bothers me
From laying quite bare.

Just enough to get by
Not too much to doze by
I take precautions
To keep love and like by…

© Sherin 2013

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