TEARS OF A WOMAN

One day, a daughter asked her mother as to why she is crying, “Mommy, why are you crying?” then the mother answered her, “because I am a women my dear.” “But I don’t understand?” asked the daughter again in puzzle. The mother smiled and hugged her daughter tightly while saying’ “my dear, you will never understand...”
Then the curious daughter seeks her father and asked her father the same question she asked her mother before, “daddy, why is mommy in tears?”And the father replied in his most nonchalant tone, “your mother is crying for no obvious reasons and just so you know, women always cry for no reason.”
The daughter grew up to be a fine teenager and she is still puzzled by the question, ‘why women cry?’ Until one night, she dream and asked God, “dear God, why do women cry easily?” And in that dream, she feels that she can almost hear the answer:
“The moment I created women, I make them to be the most vital. I mould her shoulder so that she can bear the burden of the world and its substance, even so, her shoulder should be relaxed and snug-able to rest a baby’s head while sleeping. I gave women the strength to give birth to her child from her womb, even though she is constantly being scoffed at by the child once this child grows up. I also gave her the force to keep her holding and on when everyone else have given up hope. I gave her the patience to treat her family even though she is exhausted, in pain and lethargic without any complaints. I gave her the heart to love all of her children in any form and situation, even though that child is constantly breaking her heart. The heart I presented gave her children the warmth to snuggle and sleep tightly in their bed. Her touch gave her children a serene feeling when they are being hugged by their mother. I grant her the strength and courage to guide her husband through the hard times and to shield her husband. Because it is the rib cage that guarded the heart and liver from any damages so that it won’t be torn. I bestow her with wits and the capacity to give her husband the meaning and making him see that a good husband is one who never makes his wife shed even a single drop of tear. Although at times, her wits will be put to the test of honesty to the husband so that they can stand tall with each other side by side, to complement each other and to cherish one another. And lastly, I dedicate tears to women so that they can express their feelings. This is what makes women unique; they can use it anytime they want. This is not their weakness, simply because the tears is what I call ‘tears of life’”.

WHERE DO ALL THE WILD ROSES GROW?

They say that all good things are extremely hard to find, but it is actually right under your nose. But time now changes a lot of things. I’m still talking metaphorically, you can just see that people now opt to choose the flowers that are ridiculously easy to find at the sidewalk stalls. Some people even choose to buy plastic flowers for their loved ones. When some might think that it is an issue, people like this consider this to be convenient considering the fact that they have been working their ass off to earn money that they couldn’t find the time to actually look for unique and rare gifts. I’m not saying that the gift had to be something that is expensive. Some good “things” come in simple packages. But still, you don’t need to have a God given sight to see this “gifts”; you just have to know how to open up your heart to the simple things that God had sent you. If you could only see them, you will thank God in many ways because every little and simple things in life are the ones that can really take your breath away. That is when I started to learn to appreciate the simple things in life, because they are everywhere around me but as humans, we tend to overlook. While I have started to appreciate the things that most people fail to see, it kept me wondering when men are going to start appreciating girls that don’t have obvious beauty. Who brought this trend of seeking for obvious beauty up? If you come to think of it, whatever will happen to people who don’t have obvious beauty and who won’t get lucky? Guys kept questioning when and where are they going to find noble and understanding girls? If they could just open up their mind, heart and eyes to see that the “things” that they didn’t expect to exist in this world at this time of the century are actually around them. Yes guys!! Go on and wonder where do all the wild roses grow? I will have you know that the wild roses are everywhere. Sure, by the sound of it, you might not expect that they will be as pretty and gorgeous as the ones that you find at the florist, but they are one of a kind, without obvious beauties. You need to learn to appreciate them for you to love them. If you think of it, wild roses are not well-kept because they are wild (they grow everywhere) of course! But they can still survive the world and still look like a rose even though they are not well kept in the florist. That’s why guys can ponder only for so long where to find the wild rose that they have been looking for ever since the moment they hear the word ‘love’. This is how you can look for a wild rose; First, you have to learn that love is to appreciate what we already have and not to appreciate the things that we are not even sure will come into our possession. Second is to try and see with your heart. And soon after you have come into the possession of a “wild rose”, you will not once forsake it because if you do, you will be held remorse for the rest of your existence. We are everywhere around you, keeping you company, lending a hand if you needed help, giving you a shoulder to cry on, support you when your back is against the world, listening and laughing with you when that is all you wanted to do. This is who we are!!! These are the lives of a wild rose...don’t ponder where we are, you just have to know how see us...we are all around you and we are not going anywhere.

CAN YOU "SEE" ME??

what is it that i have to do for you to "see" me??? every time i did something, i tell myself never mind that he never notice me...but then, how far can i keep on lying to myself?? i did felt like everything i did for you, at times just to gt you to notice me..but that is not gonna happen...not here, not now...just NEVER...im not blaming you, maybe that is how people sees me...especially guys...they only see me as a friend...someone who you turn to when you have problems and when you felt that your back is against the world...and as a friend, i swore to myself that everyone who came to me when they needed something, i will go all out just to make sure that my friend is feeling a lot better than before they come to me. At times, when you have had a feeling for this friend, of course you would hope for the world that this person would notice you, everytime you did something for him. sadly, in order to be noticed, you have to be seriously gorgeous and hott apparently...if not, you can keep on hoping, that is if you have the strength to still continue to hope for something that rarely happens. I have lost all hopes in the world to go on hoping because I just feel like life is never fair for me or for some people...

the heart does things that reasons cannot understand

the all i hate about boys...~

I hate how some men are so immature.
It's all about them, and who cares what anyone else thinks?

I hate how they act all sweet, and cute, until god forbid you say "no" then they annoy and anger you by acting stupid about it!!!

I hate when you text a boy you like or an ex and then immediatly regret it. I hate it when boys don't text you back, and you get desperate and do the dreaded 'double text' - whereby you send another text because you havn't had a reply. There is no possible way to make the 'double text' look cool...

i hate how you got me wrapped around your finger but i won't admit it.
i hate how it wasn't suppose to be like this, that you were only suppose to be just "someone"i hate how i've fallen for you.
i hate how i'm looking at every little detail that you do.which will make me really happy or really sad.
i hate how i cant read your mind.do you like me or not?

I hate All Men by ~chocolatefreak

I hate all men
They first convince you that they love only you
You are first and foremost in their hearts of stone
But then you find outThey are petty and sex driven
They only care about their egos and if you love them only
They don’t care what it takes as long as they get off in the end
They want it and they want it now
They want nothing but simplicity and happiness
Creamy white skin and fiery red hairLovely green eyes and freckles to match
And in the end they will leave you to get it
I hate men I hate men
They seem to like you well enough
They are nice and loving when everyone else is cold
They get what they wantWherever they are
Then they leave you once more
And don’t think of you for another three months
Then you find out “oh ya he is engaged as of 2 months ago”
Not even a goodbye or a by the way.
I hate men I hate men
They seem sweetInnocent and without care
They will just love you And not demand anything in return
Then it changes
They come up with guilt trips and demand more and more
Soon lies and loses build up
Till you give way and give up
And somehow feel like you’re the one in the wrongI hate menI hate men
Your first kiss should be sweet
Not an accident to have someone say oops and laugh in you face about
Pizza and Led Zeppelin that I will never be able to listen to again
I hate menI hate men
The looser that made you believe in your self
Only to crush you back down later
The one you thought would always be there
Only to find he was gone
The one you thought you could always to depend on to be true
Ended up to be the worst of all
And the first that started the whole mess
And ruined a great song forever
I hate all men

I FEAR...

I feared being alone until I learned to like myself...:
I feared failure until I realized that I only fail when I don't try.
I feared success until I realized that I had to tryin order to be happy with myself.
I feared people's opinions until I learned that people would have opinions about me anyway.
I feared rejection until I learned to have faith in myself.
I feared pain until I learned that it's necessary for growth.
I feared the truth until I saw the ugliness in lies.
I feared life until I experienced its beauty.
I feared death until I realized that it's not an end, but a beginning.
I feared my destiny,until I realized thatI had the power to changemy life.
I feared hate until I saw that it was nothing more than ignorance.
I feared love until it touched my heart,making the darkness fade into endless sunny days.
I feared ridicule until I learned how to laugh at myself.
I feared growing old until I realized that I gained wisdom every day.
I feared the future until I realized that life just kept getting better.
I feared the past until I realized that it could no longer hurt me.
I feared the dark until I saw the beauty of the starlight.
I feared the light until I learned that the truth would give me strength.
I feared change,until I saw that even the most beautiful butterfly had to undergo a metamorphosis before it could fly.