Forwarded from Silent words (#̷ຮꝂ ☄️)
Adwa
The symbol of liberty
An inspiration even for 21 century
Where the black were victorious
A time lapse a moment which is glorious
Re write history with blak ink
As the undermined boat made z furious ship sink
United hands against dividing once
Let alone to win never had a chance
But we wrote history within their glance
Defined as impossible more of forbidden
The courage of patriots hold the hidden
That a black skin was never a path for humiliation
But of great creation
History was written in black ink
In adwa as the conquerers ship sink
1000 of black hands were capable of more
As they fought for Africa from their core
Those of white color never knew what's in store
Cause the rage to defend one's country was nothing like they've seen before
They never prepared for a black lions roar
#Adwa
#ŠK
@silent_words_sk
The symbol of liberty
An inspiration even for 21 century
Where the black were victorious
A time lapse a moment which is glorious
Re write history with blak ink
As the undermined boat made z furious ship sink
United hands against dividing once
Let alone to win never had a chance
But we wrote history within their glance
Defined as impossible more of forbidden
The courage of patriots hold the hidden
That a black skin was never a path for humiliation
But of great creation
History was written in black ink
In adwa as the conquerers ship sink
1000 of black hands were capable of more
As they fought for Africa from their core
Those of white color never knew what's in store
Cause the rage to defend one's country was nothing like they've seen before
They never prepared for a black lions roar
#Adwa
#ŠK
@silent_words_sk
Forwarded from Silent words (#̷ຮꝂ ☄️)
SHE IS A WOMAN!
She is a woman, raised in the village with
Principles,dignity,care love and a heart
A heart that not only pumps blood in the body
But a heart that minds and one that is fully connected to the mind and that functions
You see women exists but who is like her?
They say women are vulnerable...Huh! I shake
My head in disagreement and say they are strong,bold,mighty,powerfull with strict rules to shape and sharpen you as you grow into becoming who you are today
She is a woman! one who sacrifices what she has for you to have what you don't
I remember my mom telling me my son am full!
Full yet we slept hungry for three days having on thing to stomach-NOTHING!
Much respect to all women who labour so hard to ensure the best for not just their kids but family at large
A woman who undergoes labor to birth all by God's favour
I ask who is a woman?
You see she is her- a woman is God sent
God is powerful they say but why
Only her could carry Christ?
'Coz men dont value the power in one as a woman does
A man will not get to understand what you feel but a woman will
Ask me what I want I will say I want equity and mere to that I want women to have more power than men
What men can do women cannot do it the same way but will do better...
Better in accordance to who they are
So if you happen to see a woman today,please pass my greetings for they are amazing,wonderfull
Who fills the church sits?
A Woman will go on her knees not to suck your
"Hockey stick" but she does to seek and guidance from above on how to be better as a mom and a wife
A source of happiness at all times on all round..
She is a woman
Of course yes she is
A woman who sleep with anyway to earn money is not a PROSTITUTE
Yes I said that- she is a potential soul lacking the power to execute her proness
You force her to sleep with you to employ her
To help her..
Who is to blame?
You see she does all this to not help herself but somebody somewhere who is in need...
As my pen stops spitting its ink
I want us to join hands and link
All women out here doing their best
To be helpful to us all with vests(men)
HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY TO ALL WOMEN!
#Subscriber
@Poet Boaz💪👊
#stilltheking
@flawsome_poetry
She is a woman, raised in the village with
Principles,dignity,care love and a heart
A heart that not only pumps blood in the body
But a heart that minds and one that is fully connected to the mind and that functions
You see women exists but who is like her?
They say women are vulnerable...Huh! I shake
My head in disagreement and say they are strong,bold,mighty,powerfull with strict rules to shape and sharpen you as you grow into becoming who you are today
She is a woman! one who sacrifices what she has for you to have what you don't
I remember my mom telling me my son am full!
Full yet we slept hungry for three days having on thing to stomach-NOTHING!
Much respect to all women who labour so hard to ensure the best for not just their kids but family at large
A woman who undergoes labor to birth all by God's favour
I ask who is a woman?
You see she is her- a woman is God sent
God is powerful they say but why
Only her could carry Christ?
'Coz men dont value the power in one as a woman does
A man will not get to understand what you feel but a woman will
Ask me what I want I will say I want equity and mere to that I want women to have more power than men
What men can do women cannot do it the same way but will do better...
Better in accordance to who they are
So if you happen to see a woman today,please pass my greetings for they are amazing,wonderfull
Who fills the church sits?
A Woman will go on her knees not to suck your
"Hockey stick" but she does to seek and guidance from above on how to be better as a mom and a wife
A source of happiness at all times on all round..
She is a woman
Of course yes she is
A woman who sleep with anyway to earn money is not a PROSTITUTE
Yes I said that- she is a potential soul lacking the power to execute her proness
You force her to sleep with you to employ her
To help her..
Who is to blame?
You see she does all this to not help herself but somebody somewhere who is in need...
As my pen stops spitting its ink
I want us to join hands and link
All women out here doing their best
To be helpful to us all with vests(men)
HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY TO ALL WOMEN!
#Subscriber
@Poet Boaz💪👊
#stilltheking
@flawsome_poetry
Forwarded from Silent words (Anushka 😘💖)
My wish for all women (my mothers/sisters/friends):
~ Love yourself.
~ Know you are beautiful. Really own it. It’s not about your size, shape, color of hair or skin. It’s about being yourself and being healthy mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually.
~ Don’t judge other women. You don’t know their history, their motivation or their struggles.
~ Support women owned businesses and women in their careers.
~ Equally, support women who choose to stay home with their kids.
~ Please don’t judge her for her choices.
~ Remember, a rising tide lifts all boats - don’t compete. There’s room for all of us in any sphere. It’s a big world.
~ Take good care of you. Don’t keep putting others (or your work) first to your own detriment. You will be of no help anyway once you get sick because you didn’t.
~ Please, please please - reduce your stress so you are here longer.
~ Grow your confidence - Really notice your accomplishments, those who love you and want to be with you.
~ Know you are far more capable than you think you are, and far more worthy.
~ Take some down time - to reflect, sit in gratitude, get a massage, take a walk and just think. Or to just be.
~ Turn off your electronics and just be quiet for a little while every single day.
~ Love hard.
~ Dream big.
~ Ignore the naysayers.
~ Remember, yes you can!
Happy Women's Day.....
@silent_words_sk
~ Love yourself.
~ Know you are beautiful. Really own it. It’s not about your size, shape, color of hair or skin. It’s about being yourself and being healthy mentally, physically, emotionally and spiritually.
~ Don’t judge other women. You don’t know their history, their motivation or their struggles.
~ Support women owned businesses and women in their careers.
~ Equally, support women who choose to stay home with their kids.
~ Please don’t judge her for her choices.
~ Remember, a rising tide lifts all boats - don’t compete. There’s room for all of us in any sphere. It’s a big world.
~ Take good care of you. Don’t keep putting others (or your work) first to your own detriment. You will be of no help anyway once you get sick because you didn’t.
~ Please, please please - reduce your stress so you are here longer.
~ Grow your confidence - Really notice your accomplishments, those who love you and want to be with you.
~ Know you are far more capable than you think you are, and far more worthy.
~ Take some down time - to reflect, sit in gratitude, get a massage, take a walk and just think. Or to just be.
~ Turn off your electronics and just be quiet for a little while every single day.
~ Love hard.
~ Dream big.
~ Ignore the naysayers.
~ Remember, yes you can!
Happy Women's Day.....
@silent_words_sk
Forwarded from Flawsome_poetry (Anonymous)
What Will You Say?
When I was little, I used to sit by the window and watch the world go by
And my, oh my, did the world go by
Because time flew, yes time flies
And it carries us all to the day we're six feet deep with services by graveside
And all we ever really want is for it to be a great ride
So I used to sit in the backseat on the driver's side passing time
And I'd watch every single car that passed us by
Or at least I'd try
And at ten years old, all I could think was I wonder where they're gonna go on the day they die
And still to this day I look out my window
And sometimes I roll it down and I let the wind blow
And I close my eyes and I listen to the sound of travelers traveling by
With the Sun on my face as it illuminates the sky
And I could still hear the sweet voice of my mom from those long Sunday drives
She'd say, "Son, you can be anything that you want to be
And if it were up to me, I'd make you believe that God's plans for you aren't make-believe, they're reality"
And Mom I've been out here living those dreams and I hope you're proud of me
Because you taught me what it's like to live life powerfully
#clay
@flawsome_poetry
When I was little, I used to sit by the window and watch the world go by
And my, oh my, did the world go by
Because time flew, yes time flies
And it carries us all to the day we're six feet deep with services by graveside
And all we ever really want is for it to be a great ride
So I used to sit in the backseat on the driver's side passing time
And I'd watch every single car that passed us by
Or at least I'd try
And at ten years old, all I could think was I wonder where they're gonna go on the day they die
And still to this day I look out my window
And sometimes I roll it down and I let the wind blow
And I close my eyes and I listen to the sound of travelers traveling by
With the Sun on my face as it illuminates the sky
And I could still hear the sweet voice of my mom from those long Sunday drives
She'd say, "Son, you can be anything that you want to be
And if it were up to me, I'd make you believe that God's plans for you aren't make-believe, they're reality"
And Mom I've been out here living those dreams and I hope you're proud of me
Because you taught me what it's like to live life powerfully
#clay
@flawsome_poetry
Forwarded from Silent words (#̷ຮꝂ ☄️)
The untold stories
This are the one which were put aside
In the shadow of their despair to hide
Wishing to have a life from the normal kind
From the ruins a glimpse of happiness to find
These are the ones whose voices were taken away
Their dreams burning through the crispy fire
When survival became their only desire
Breathless with nothing to say
Just like that left away
How can I describe it
Every single day they feeling it
Weakened searching for a shelter
From this merciless monster
Wishing this was the last drop
From their bleeding eyes
Tired of hearing the lies
Faces covered with ashes
Children faced down with clashes
It’s hard to dream freely
When your soul is bleeding
To your screams no one hearing
When the void inside you is growing
It’s tough to see the rainbows clearly
Yeah sick of this feeling
Always living in fear
Suppressing their pain
Terrified from the bombs that they hear
Dropping like an endless rain
Its just hard to even visualize
What they going through every single day
Their sufferance their pain something heavy to say
How many off them should die till we realize
They’re humans just like us isn’t that true
Breathing the same oxygen as we do
Only theirs is filled with dust and blood
And pile of bodies like river they flood
It’s disappointing when we are fine
With the massacre that happening
Like we’re monsters without feeling
For their agony not caring
Cause with it not dealing
May be it is a sign
That we have crossed the line
Our light stopped to shine
Acting like Human when it’s only at best of our interest
And the values of life we changed to dust
#Palestinian_LiVEs_MaTTeR
#ŠK
This are the one which were put aside
In the shadow of their despair to hide
Wishing to have a life from the normal kind
From the ruins a glimpse of happiness to find
These are the ones whose voices were taken away
Their dreams burning through the crispy fire
When survival became their only desire
Breathless with nothing to say
Just like that left away
How can I describe it
Every single day they feeling it
Weakened searching for a shelter
From this merciless monster
Wishing this was the last drop
From their bleeding eyes
Tired of hearing the lies
Faces covered with ashes
Children faced down with clashes
It’s hard to dream freely
When your soul is bleeding
To your screams no one hearing
When the void inside you is growing
It’s tough to see the rainbows clearly
Yeah sick of this feeling
Always living in fear
Suppressing their pain
Terrified from the bombs that they hear
Dropping like an endless rain
Its just hard to even visualize
What they going through every single day
Their sufferance their pain something heavy to say
How many off them should die till we realize
They’re humans just like us isn’t that true
Breathing the same oxygen as we do
Only theirs is filled with dust and blood
And pile of bodies like river they flood
It’s disappointing when we are fine
With the massacre that happening
Like we’re monsters without feeling
For their agony not caring
Cause with it not dealing
May be it is a sign
That we have crossed the line
Our light stopped to shine
Acting like Human when it’s only at best of our interest
And the values of life we changed to dust
#Palestinian_LiVEs_MaTTeR
#ŠK
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#ISTANDWITH0ALESTINE
#ISTANDWITH0ALESTINE
There i saw a kid behind a tree
A tree not typical as we know or see
Branches from far,limbs from near
Screams so loud so painful to hear
River down the hill yet not clear
As i got close,the agony I couldn't adhere
There sat a kid behind a tree
Not the typical tree or a child that you would see
Blood flowing non stop pouring
Is it a nightmare or is it really happening
Scenes from a horror movie
Too cruel to be a constant reality
As I stepped further
To the kid as i get closer
I noticed snowflakes, how could it be in the middle of summer
As they touched my skin ,it started to burn,snowflakes from hell what a bummer
As i went further i started hearing a sound
A sound so hedious my ears started to bleed all of a sudden
Too evil to be true i presumed
Certainly it's just a nightmare I assumed
And there was the kid behind the tree
Speechless from the images that i see
I asked the kid how does it feel
The kid with trauma, a trauma that may never heal
He was smiling covered with blood and ash
As he spoke in a hurry in a rush
As if somebody is going to twist his tounge make him go hush
He said with tears down his cheek
This is what it feels like when cruelty reaches its peak
I'm not the typical kid you know
Who dreams to be a doctor all grown
Me ,no i can't even dream
I was born in a world of shadow without a gleam
I live every single day as if it is my last
Cause all of a sudden I could be part of the past
I play,I laugh,I smile as if it my last
Cause all of a sudden their hell on me they can cast
Too loud,too painful, too fast
Too quickly turned into the rubles of the past
I dream to just exist,where my breathe isn't a burden
Where i amnt a corpse all of a sudden
Where I don't feel thousands of shattered pieces in despair
With those innocent eyes he asked is it possible for all of this to be fair
Don't I matter he pledge to me as he stare
As he continued to tell me his story
One that's painful so scary
I look up at the sky,the sky that was once calm
Yet now it's melody changed, a merciless slam
I wonder if i wake up,if i could still lift up my palm
They say I am a human animal,that I am a monster
All the evilness,all the filth,I foster
Maybe cause they see my face
Covered in ash dripping in blood, they think I'm a lost case
You can see right,the light that is with in
Maybe you don't, maybe it's trapped in the glooms of the rubble never to be seen
They say children are colorful flowers when they bloom
But our petals were always painted red,picked apart from the womb
Speechless stuttering, I asked why are you sitting here
Behind the shades of bodies,overflowing blood and bursting sounds you hear
He smiled again these aren't bodies or limbs
This isn't just a tree as it seems
Here I laughed with my sister and brother
Heard stories like mine from my mother and father
This was a peaceful, happy place for us
Our own spot where nobody steals joy from us
Where we felt free ,not like s subhuman class
In dread of the answer I might get
I asked where are they now ,have they left
They are scattered he replied
Scattered on the river side
Scattered in the ground a land so wide
Scattered with no where to be found
You were asking me why
Why I am sitting here,behind these tree
I am here waiting to be taken
Taken to a better place a safe heaven
Where I am not punished for being a kid
Where I am not pictured as a rotting seed
Where I am not covered in ash,where i don't bleed
I am waiting to be part of these rivers
Where my body never shakes nor shivers
I was so eager to help him
As his sound was fading becoming so dim
His last words he uttered
You have seen how i suffered
You have seen how my body is battered
You have seen how my family is scattered
You have seen how my dreams where shattered
Yet to come to my aid nobody bothered
This is my story the kid behind the tree
For they have made me body-less
I beg you not to make me voiceless
I beg you not to make my tragedy nameless
In your prayers REMEMBER ME
How a child grew up in conditions he wasn't supposed to be
#Šk #istandwithpalestine
@silent_words_sk
A tree not typical as we know or see
Branches from far,limbs from near
Screams so loud so painful to hear
River down the hill yet not clear
As i got close,the agony I couldn't adhere
There sat a kid behind a tree
Not the typical tree or a child that you would see
Blood flowing non stop pouring
Is it a nightmare or is it really happening
Scenes from a horror movie
Too cruel to be a constant reality
As I stepped further
To the kid as i get closer
I noticed snowflakes, how could it be in the middle of summer
As they touched my skin ,it started to burn,snowflakes from hell what a bummer
As i went further i started hearing a sound
A sound so hedious my ears started to bleed all of a sudden
Too evil to be true i presumed
Certainly it's just a nightmare I assumed
And there was the kid behind the tree
Speechless from the images that i see
I asked the kid how does it feel
The kid with trauma, a trauma that may never heal
He was smiling covered with blood and ash
As he spoke in a hurry in a rush
As if somebody is going to twist his tounge make him go hush
He said with tears down his cheek
This is what it feels like when cruelty reaches its peak
I'm not the typical kid you know
Who dreams to be a doctor all grown
Me ,no i can't even dream
I was born in a world of shadow without a gleam
I live every single day as if it is my last
Cause all of a sudden I could be part of the past
I play,I laugh,I smile as if it my last
Cause all of a sudden their hell on me they can cast
Too loud,too painful, too fast
Too quickly turned into the rubles of the past
I dream to just exist,where my breathe isn't a burden
Where i amnt a corpse all of a sudden
Where I don't feel thousands of shattered pieces in despair
With those innocent eyes he asked is it possible for all of this to be fair
Don't I matter he pledge to me as he stare
As he continued to tell me his story
One that's painful so scary
I look up at the sky,the sky that was once calm
Yet now it's melody changed, a merciless slam
I wonder if i wake up,if i could still lift up my palm
They say I am a human animal,that I am a monster
All the evilness,all the filth,I foster
Maybe cause they see my face
Covered in ash dripping in blood, they think I'm a lost case
You can see right,the light that is with in
Maybe you don't, maybe it's trapped in the glooms of the rubble never to be seen
They say children are colorful flowers when they bloom
But our petals were always painted red,picked apart from the womb
Speechless stuttering, I asked why are you sitting here
Behind the shades of bodies,overflowing blood and bursting sounds you hear
He smiled again these aren't bodies or limbs
This isn't just a tree as it seems
Here I laughed with my sister and brother
Heard stories like mine from my mother and father
This was a peaceful, happy place for us
Our own spot where nobody steals joy from us
Where we felt free ,not like s subhuman class
In dread of the answer I might get
I asked where are they now ,have they left
They are scattered he replied
Scattered on the river side
Scattered in the ground a land so wide
Scattered with no where to be found
You were asking me why
Why I am sitting here,behind these tree
I am here waiting to be taken
Taken to a better place a safe heaven
Where I am not punished for being a kid
Where I am not pictured as a rotting seed
Where I am not covered in ash,where i don't bleed
I am waiting to be part of these rivers
Where my body never shakes nor shivers
I was so eager to help him
As his sound was fading becoming so dim
His last words he uttered
You have seen how i suffered
You have seen how my body is battered
You have seen how my family is scattered
You have seen how my dreams where shattered
Yet to come to my aid nobody bothered
This is my story the kid behind the tree
For they have made me body-less
I beg you not to make me voiceless
I beg you not to make my tragedy nameless
In your prayers REMEMBER ME
How a child grew up in conditions he wasn't supposed to be
#Šk #istandwithpalestine
@silent_words_sk
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Forwarded from O Life! (Mohammed.)
I don't think people realize just how much strength it takes to pull out yourself from a dark place mentally. If you are someone, who has done it or has been doing it every single day. I admire you because the strength you have shown is not something easy. It needs to be acknowledged and am proud of you.
Forwarded from O Life! (Mohammed.)
cannot stop thinking about "if soulmates do exist they're not found. they're made" and how much more wonderful a concept it is. you were not made to fit with someone else, you were made to be yourself and it's up to you to choose who fits with you and how they fit. you get to wake up every day and choose to have the people you love the most belong with you and that makes it so much more meaningful than some random act of fate forcing you together
Forwarded from O Life! (Mohammed.)
we lie partly to paint a better picture of ourselves; connecting our fantasies to the person we wish were rather than who we really are.