Glass SplintersOh how I love my heart-shaped diamond as transparent as glass.
Looking at its beauty, letting time pass.
Seeking for the truth, will you last forever?
Will you stay with me, will you leave me never?
Will you keep my room mellifluously beautiful?
Or will you break someday and leave me sorrowful?
Oh, I kept asking those questions in my head.
Believing in your strength, ignoring what they said.
But alas! I was caught off guard when you'd been broken into pieces.
Leaving my skin splinters, and bloody kisses.
I thought you're as strong as I expected,
I believed in you, but I now stand corrected.
You are a fraud! I did not see.
But now the truth had set me free.
At first I was in deep despair.
For breaking out our love affair.
Your lustrous beauty was shining through.
Believing you, you seemed so true.
You made my soul lifeless and hollow.
I can't repair, I cannot follow.
Was it I who did not see your worth?
But it's I who suffered and is direly hurt.
Why glass diamond? You have nothing to l
Paperlife"Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars."
Purity: would mean a lot to different people of different places born in different generations. Purity can be used to describe a product, a race, a woman's virginity, even the heart. EVEN LOVE.
Get a piece of paper and freely express your thoughts about purity. Will you be against it? Or would you discover that you're a purist yourself? Continue reading this after doing so.
Some people would draw or use colors to portray purity in that piece of paper. They would doodle as much as they can and leave no space blank. Some people would just get a pen and jot down their thoughts about purity.
I would be very much amazed if you would submit a "blank" piece of paper as clear a representation of purity. Uncrumpled, clean, dirt-free.
The other paper full of doodles wouldn't make it appear pure. In science, "physical change" will be concluded to what had happened to the paper. But nevertheless