Pages tagged with Crying
Has your baby ever brought you to tears? Every mother has those moments when she would like to run away. Thankfully, most of us don't.
We all love our life than why is that our heart sometimes cries to be carried away from this world.Why is that the pain tends to become an intimate part of our body which refuses to leave until subdued .
Once my mother rebuked and caned me for my childhood pranks, but it became a memorable experience to me and I cannot forget it.
I described that unforgettable beautiful event in this poem.
To hide our sorrows and pains is an art that has deeper meanings and the feelings than just by sharing it. The story, "helplessness" is a state of mind of such a human, who strengthens by hiding it in the relationships, which if we learn to understand can give a better insight in self...
A story of how a grown adult struggles between his persistent daily life and visions from his happy childhood.
People can see her smile..
People can see her laugh..
But they will never see her cry..
They will never see her cry..
They will never hear the sound of her crying..
They will never know the suffer that her going through..
In the silence.. in the silence..
If you have a pet, such as a cat or a dog, you may become so attached to it that in time you almost feel it's "human". That is, you begin to think it can express the way it feels in terms of human emotions, such as crying, or perhaps even laughing.
The siblings must leave their magical friend but they promise to soon return.
Bella has just given birth, and cannot understand why she feels so depressed. when she has everything to be happy about.
~ least dangerous are beasts ~ whose eyes from forests watching ~ reflections of death root ~ towering glass edifices ~ where true beasts roam ~ smooth skin & affected scents ~ east to follow ~ difficult to understand ~ eyes full of lies ~ a bent toward immolation ~ ignorant & suicida...
Travel with me through the bad day into the good. I let the light in and life was good again.
The emotions of the heart spills over tremendously, when you are in love with the most wonderful person in your life.
The death of a family member necessitates a trip back to Durban, as well as a voyage of a more personal kind...
My small article is about looking at life, trying hard to define life. Can one define life? Do we have a clear definition? Have one? Please mail me one at your earliest convenience.
How a man plays with the emotions of a girl as he often dose but falls for her. every thing blows up in his face and he begins to fall apart. he begins fighting with what he was and who he is.
in memorial of my father who taught me much more than i will ever know
and i think it worked out that way for him to and vice versa...
It's just me, miserably alone under a shower of fireworks. Funny how you try to work schedules out to be with people, but then end up trying to enjoy by yourself.
You may be working in your office full of people or attending a party with lots of friends around. But your heart feels like you are in an empty room – alone and sad. You are smiling but secretly crying on the inside. You are dancing but your heart is motionless and deaf. Nothing se...
I was seized by a sudden flood of concepts and had to grab the nearest bit of scrap paper. The notes grew of their own accord into a rather interesting structure. It's lovely when months of writer's block are interspersed with occasional surges of inspiration. :)
A bit of almost-Evane...
This is the complete story of my first written story "My tears". The latter part uncovers the curse that the main character has been carrying.
Crying is not a sign of weakness. It's a sign of being alive. But with a cursed life is different, because crying is a cause of Death.
"Don'...
Let us not be too good at charades, and trick ourselves of reality. It takes a lot of courage to face oneself beyond that convincing facade, but, by all means, let's muster that.
Day 24 out of 30 in blog form. This is about something that makes you cry.
