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Live to Love... Love to Live... the perfect circle
|Posted on Thursday, February 24, 2011 - 06:24 pm: ||
she grew up without her parents
and experienced her grandmother's
not so good love.
no one was there to stand up and fight for her.
she cried alone..
teases from kids,she silently endured.
she never fought back.
cause she knew nobody was ready to catch her fall.
she studied alone.
none of them taught her how..
to write..to read..to love.
she remembered a very dark and lonely past.
ofcourse back then, it wasn't a big deal.
cause in the heart of a child,
are no hatreds, just petty fights.
no emotional pain, only physical.
she was physically maltreated,
misunderstood and unloved.
but to her at that time, she thought it was normal.
cause like other normal kids,
she was a little annoyingly insistent.
but those things didn't really matter to her.
but while she was growing up,
she started to wish a different life for her daughter
cause when everybody's talking 'bout their childhood memories..
as she shared hers, tears fell.
those tears she called her uncried pain when she was a little girl..
now, I'M strong those tears aren't mine,
but of that girl who was once hungry of love and care.
|Posted on Thursday, February 24, 2011 - 10:15 pm: ||
oh, so sad but it really happens in any part of the world. Poor children, they suffer at early age and unconsciously pass the same to the generations that come. Very painful yet beautiful poem.