Talat Jehan, 29 marca 2013
Mother..A God's beautiful blessing sends to the earth..A presence who can enlighten the whole house..A creation who can replace anyone, but no one can replace her..One who cries but never let her child cry..One who always protect and provides shelter under her wings..Whose nights are sleepless because her child is sick, who is crying because of pain..But the pain which mother is going through, no one can see and feel..Mother who is as steady as rock, but as sensitive as petal from inside..Mother who is always polite and patient.. Who understands everything, but sometimes we don't understand her..The storms which she keep hide inside and suffers, so her child would not suffer..But..Despite all these sacrifices we still hurt her somehow, but we are under her protection and will remain under her prayers always..If we can't make her happy, than we don't have a right to make her sad..Love and lots of prayers for Mother.
Talat Jehan, 20 marca 2013
Slave of my own memories...
Memories, those moments which took me some where in skies..
the space from where I don't want to return..
But sometimes I thought these memories doesn't exist, it's just a
illusion..
An illusion which is taking me far away from the reality..
A reality a vague reality.
Talat Jehan, 20 marca 2013
Eyes, those beautiful eyes..
Those illuminating and sparkling eyes, shining like a full moon in the sky..
All I want is to see and read those beautiful eyes, but the irony is I can’t..
Its seems like there are hidden treasure in those eyes..
But sadly they are just the pearls in those eyes..
Talat Jehan, 23 lipca 2012
How you will spend your life?
When You will not found me around. .
Old Memories will make you sad. .
The nights will make you cry. .
Even after thousand tries you will not get me back. .
Than you will cry too. .
But you will get nothing, and you will remain empty handed. .
Talat Jehan, 19 lipca 2012
Before you find a body, but without a soul. .
I want you to make me cry, to return those tears which are lost somewhere.
The gift, the tears I really deserve. .
But are you strong enough to see those pearls which will come out from my eyes. .
I want to cry, but in rain. .
You know why, so no one can see those tears of sadness. .
I want rain to cry with me, and be the part my tears. .
Tears only my tears. .
Talat Jehan, 19 lipca 2012
I want you to see and understand
The burden on my heart and brain
The burden which weigh more than my body
The burden which weigh more than the mountains
The burden that no one else can feel, except me
The burden which vagues everything, even me
But
Everything is invisible and hidden behind so many curtains
Whenever I try, something stops me to be open in front of this world
May be this world don’t care and don't want to see, what's inside
Thoughts and tears are my biggest treasure
The treasure no one can steal
Because no one wants to be under that burden
I want you to see and understand my silence as well
Because this silence wants to reveal a lot of things
This silence wants to be heard and felt
It is killing me, it's want to be free and this silence wants to fly in the sky
This silence which is getting rebellious now
This silence don't want to be controlled
It’s making me helpless and weak
It wants to be broken now, like a mirror
And every shattered piece of that mirror will be unique
Understand my silence
Talat Jehan, 19 lipca 2012
I want my strength back. .
I don't want to be weak. .
I want to be strong, physically and mentally. .
I want to fight. .
I don't want to fall down. .
I want to be strong, morally and spiritually. .
I want to face everything. .
I don't want to hide behind the curtains of denial and lies All I want is to be open in-front of the world. .
Open like a sky. .
I want world to see what's inside me. .
A sea of sadness and some fresh wounds. .
Talat Jehan, 19 lipca 2012
Sorrow, grief and sadness
The ingredients of life in the world of today
Somehow and somewhere, someone is sad and unhappy
Due to the cruelty of this world, due to the proudness of the people
Value of the individual's is measured with the scale of someone's success
Not with the inner beauty of the person, but with the external beauty
Words are important but they shines more when someone knows how to play with them
And forced others to orbit around those words
Until our life stops or we finished it by our self
Sorrow, grief and sadness
The ingredients of life in the world of today
Talat Jehan, 19 lipca 2012
Commercial world, commercial people will use others to be commercially and socially strong
Care, Affection, Ethics, Right, Wrong
Just the words of past now
With having just little value
But Hope is still, light is still
Just because of those, 1 in 1000 people
Who are genuine, real, transparent and pure
Hope these 1’s could increases to 100's and keep on multiply
Hope is still, Light is still
Talat Jehan, 23 stycznia 2012
To be Self Centered and Selfish is the best way to acheive goals in this hypocrite World of Today..
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