An emotion is suggested and demolished in one glance by certain words.
I usually write when i am in my philosophical mood but for once i am writing because i am extremely emotional lately. I believe that i am pretty strong minded person and will not tear up easily. But then i realized that the things that affect me is not personal things but rather things that affect my surroundings. I know that makes no sense and i am confusing you. What i mean is that i cry when someone says that i hurt their feelings, i cry when my country gets attacked by terrorist and i cry when an old people get mistreated by there children, i cry when young girls get sexually harassed and i cry when i see malnutrition kids in the world when the richie rich waste food everyday. I know it probably seems like i am trying to boast myself up but it truly gets to me. Come to think of it, its probably because these incidences shine upon the fact that I am so powerless. I am not able to help enough, I don't hold the power to make any significant changes in anyone's life. It reminds me daily that I am blessed in so many ways, yet I do not make the effort to ever get out and do something that will be helpful to end a lot of supposed "evil" out there. It could be many reasons for example I think of my well being before others, I feel like I wont be able to make any difference, or simply I am just a thinker and not someone who takes action. I don't know what the reason is but this feeling always recurs in my mind and depresses me.
This is a poem that I wrote many years back and it might do justice to what I am trying to say at the moment a little better!!
What My Heart Desires
What my heart desires,
is my own reflection
I have lost myself in the clutter of life
I exist but, I cease to live
What my heart desires
is the art of music
the art of writing,
the art in me.
I have lost myself in the darkness of the night.
In the night that never ends,
in the starts that never shine,
in the moons never glows,
The night that never inspires.
I have lost my muse.
What my heart desires is the feeling of self-fulfillment
something is incomplete,
I am incomplete.
I am lost in the ocean of sadness,
the sadness of illiteracy,
the sadness of helplessness,
the sadness that I am disabled more than any
I am incomplete,
What my heart desires is to be Complete!!!!
Enjoy ...if u like it that is
Skeptical self :)
I usually write when i am in my philosophical mood but for once i am writing because i am extremely emotional lately. I believe that i am pretty strong minded person and will not tear up easily. But then i realized that the things that affect me is not personal things but rather things that affect my surroundings. I know that makes no sense and i am confusing you. What i mean is that i cry when someone says that i hurt their feelings, i cry when my country gets attacked by terrorist and i cry when an old people get mistreated by there children, i cry when young girls get sexually harassed and i cry when i see malnutrition kids in the world when the richie rich waste food everyday. I know it probably seems like i am trying to boast myself up but it truly gets to me. Come to think of it, its probably because these incidences shine upon the fact that I am so powerless. I am not able to help enough, I don't hold the power to make any significant changes in anyone's life. It reminds me daily that I am blessed in so many ways, yet I do not make the effort to ever get out and do something that will be helpful to end a lot of supposed "evil" out there. It could be many reasons for example I think of my well being before others, I feel like I wont be able to make any difference, or simply I am just a thinker and not someone who takes action. I don't know what the reason is but this feeling always recurs in my mind and depresses me.
This is a poem that I wrote many years back and it might do justice to what I am trying to say at the moment a little better!!
What My Heart Desires
What my heart desires,
is my own reflection
I have lost myself in the clutter of life
I exist but, I cease to live
What my heart desires
is the art of music
the art of writing,
the art in me.
I have lost myself in the darkness of the night.
In the night that never ends,
in the starts that never shine,
in the moons never glows,
The night that never inspires.
I have lost my muse.
What my heart desires is the feeling of self-fulfillment
something is incomplete,
I am incomplete.
I am lost in the ocean of sadness,
the sadness of illiteracy,
the sadness of helplessness,
the sadness that I am disabled more than any
I am incomplete,
What my heart desires is to be Complete!!!!
Enjoy ...if u like it that is
Skeptical self :)
