♥♪ჱL!fe Through My Eyes♥♪ჱ

Dark days Undying. Clouds of shadows Hurl upon me, Leaving me With no place To run to. There is no escape! The wounds deepen.. The more I try

They have so little, yet...they have no option. They live, they smile, even though they are broken inside! Their hearts bleed.. Their eyes say it all!

You cover me under your wings, And place your hands on mine, You look at me in the eye, And tell me that everything will be fine. When I fall apart, And feel that nobody cares, You come to me And tell me that you will always be there! My tears you dry, My happiness you share... In every step of my life You have been there. Our journey together, I never want it to end... A friend like you, I never want to loose. When I needed you, You stood by me. You have taken me Just the way I am! Many memories, we have together, You are the reason behind my smiles.. You are my angel in disguise, You are my best friend. Today, As you turn seventeen... I wish you a very happy birthday And I pray, That you have a happy life ahead. Life is not easy, Times will be tough. When you get lost, Trust me. I will be there. I'll never leave your side. Forever, We will stand Together! For You, Rose ♥ http://thecarnelianrose.blogspot.com/ I love you :) Happy Birthday once again! xoxo

Sati: Sati is described as a Hindu custom in India in which the widow was burnt to ashes on her dead husband's pyre. I yelled and screamed But nothing could be done, She yelled and screamed, But nobody listened. We held on to each other But we were pulled apart. She turned to look at me for the last time, And we broke apart. She did not want to die... She didn't want her life to end. But she was helpless, Cause her husband was dead. She was my mother, I watched her get burnt alive

PURE FICTION When I was nine, my world crashed down. The person I trusted the most, gave me an experience that has completely shaken me up. I was left bleeding in the dark, my cries were unheard and the pain left me numb. That was the first time when my father laid his hands on me in a manner that I failed to understand, but I knew it was wrong. Not knowing what to do, I rushed to my mother. But, she turned a blind eye towards my cry and said that I was a curse for the family. Fear gripped me and the trauma shook me… I was scared, and I thought that maybe my brother would understand. But, I was wrong. He laid his hands on me too. The incidents continued. It was either my father or my brother. My mother was least bothered. She just told me that I was a curse! There was nobody I could talk to. I was kept away from everybody. The corners of my dark room were my only support where I sat and wept. It was just...

And I wanted to sing, Stand up there, Face it all And Express what I feel... I wanted the words to flow, With closed eyes, I wanted to feel my soul come alive! But, When I went up I remained quiet... The words dug into my soul, Leaving me numb With nobody around To hold!

I sometimes fail to express what I feel for you, Cause Every feeling with you is so beautiful... That sometimes it's hard to believe that it's true..♥