Only they know what it means
to wear a flower attached to their hair
regardless of their age.
Only they know what it’s like
to purchase a new pair of shoes or bags
to be added to an already existing large collection.
Only they know how to distinguish the particular cry
of their loved ones amidst several others.
Only they know how precious it can be
having their distinguished beauty
acknowledged by their partner.
Only they know how large a heart can get
to accommodate more people into their lives.
Only they know the inexplicable wonders
of bringing another human being to life.
Only they know how to be strong and steady
whilst everybody else believes that they are fragile and vulnerable.
Only they know how to ‘read’ other people’s mind
even when no word is said.
Therefore, for all this, and much much more,
only being a woman to fully comprehend
the uniqueness of being…
Oftentimes what bring tears down
may be some painful event
beyond our control,
and in such occasions, walls
may be their only faithful witness.
Whilst in several other times
what brings them down
can be resulting from
mesmerizing joyful moments.
In other occasions though,
what can bring them down
may be the echo of an aching heart
that finds no other way to speak up.
What can also bring them down
can eventually be uncontrollable
feelings of momentary loss
that, within the boundaries
of our limited knowledge,
What can bring them down
can be associated with the
uncertainties of an unpredictable future
no matter how hard we try to overcome it.
However, besides all these reasons,
I still prefer to considering
that what brings my tears down Is nothing,
but the visible element of the great love
that I feel for you.
Words, words, words. What are they
but a convenient vehicle to send a message across?
That would argue the pragmatic.
But does that tell the whole story?
It would enquire the thinker.
Well-chosen words can lift you upwards,
and push you forward.
Or, in contrast, they can profoundly
mark your chest Zorro-like.
Coming out from the mouth,
prior to being properly thought about
they can eventually cause harm and damage
that several subsequent words
may have to struggle to fix.
Certain words may look like a feather
whilst others may resemble lead.
Empowering some words can be,
but crushing than a piledriver others may look like.
A final word I then leave you with.
From now on,
whatever word you might choose to use
bear in mind that through your head
it should better first go.
Because once released,
it’s no longer a mere vehicle
conveying the desired meaning
but it also tells a lot about you.
Some people say that what sets us apart from animals
Is the reasoning capacity.
“I think, therefore I am”
Says the famous quote known to many.
But whilst considering thinking as the sole
And ultimate human experience,
Overshadows something else that
Everyone should have the right to
But, sadly enough, to some is oftentimes neglected.
Likewise, a house doesn't stand still
Without solid foundations,
Humanity cannot be fully experienced
If dignity isn't granted, preserved or respected.
Some things in life are oftentimes
Taken for granted like the air we breathe.
But a closer look around
Unveils that far too many people
Are not experiencing their full human capacity.
Consequently, rather than crediting thinking
As the ultimate symbology of human existence,
I say that only dignity is capable of
Lifting anyone from sub humanity's dungeons
And leading towards the true
and full value of human life.
Real we know they are not,
but strangely enough,
quite frightening they may also become.
Some say that in the darkness they live,
whilst others claim that under daylight
they may also appear.
Shapeless as they usually are
from our fears they feed
what only assures us that it is
in our minds where they actually live
and nowhere else are they to be found.
Nonetheless, rationally speaking
clear this understanding is,
but when flooded by fear, uncertainty
anxiety or anguish our heart becomes,
we cannot forget that there is always
a helping hand that comes to our rescue.
Because with Him, alone we are not
and what seemed to be larger than in fact it is
under His light its due dimension it achieves.
Independent writer with a passion for traveling, photography and connecting them to literature.