Ada Limón, “To Be Made Whole”, On Being with Krista Tippett
I want to be one of those frogs from Over the Garden Wall that tosses their fancy clothes and hibernates under the mud but instead I’m a dumb human with responsibilities and back pain
For every happy person,
There's one learning about grief.
For every single dreamer,
There's one struck by disbelief.
For every colorful finger,
There's one with scars on their wrist
For every valley with a rainbow
There's some town covered in mist.
Good and bad have one common purpose,
And it is to keep you invested.
Beyond your world is a mystery my friend
You only have lies manifested.
Though sweet could be summer
And sour could be rain.
There could be grieving happiness
There could be joy in pain.
But before we see it ending we shall see how it begins
Or we might just feel like human and never know what it means
Carrying the weight of remorses and let downs,
looking up to the possibilities in coarse frowns
Cherishing the the glass of water when your house could be burning to the ground
Singing the song of hope when listening how death sounds,
Putting your faith into something that might just be empty.
Living your life on pieces when you might have
plenty.
Even though we know we're gonna lose here's to keep fighting.
In a deep dark ocean of time and space threads here's to the spark igniting.
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It’s so upsetting to see how many people live the same heartbreaking reality. No child (no matter how old they are) should feel the burden of their parents negativity. No child should feel anger and pain because of their parents. It doesn’t have to be physical to effect you. I hope everyone finds healing and love no matter how hard it seems to be.
Some fathers are born miserable
I think
Or at least mine was
He had a rough childhood
He hardened his heart
Threw out his feelings- left unused
He stares at the world with dead eyes
Soon, he's gifted with children
You'd think kids would change him
But he remains a miserable man to this day
Dragging us through the muck of his pain
Allowing us to swallow his discomfort and agony
Instead of teaching us things
Like love and regulating feelings-the good, the bad, and the downright ugly
We learned how to be filled with rage and emptiness
How to yell until our voice bounces off the walls
Our faces red from our generational anger
We can't help but tether his suffering
To our bones
But as an "adult"
In her Wretched Twenties
Who sees him with fresh eyes
I will not be the keeper of my fathers' pain
I really think school needs to chill a little...
I honestly feel like death with all the work
I want to write. I have ideas. I open document. I type four of the worst sentences ever created in the english language. I daydream the rest of the scene. I close document.
I want it to be October again
Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre”
when hayao miyazaki said that true love was two people inspiring each other to live…recognizing just how hard living is, putting one foot in front of the other every day, how easy it is to lose our passion for it…… that’s the real shit