#lifetruths
Maturity is not something everyone can earn...
Nor is impossible to earn.
It doesn’t come with age or experience,
but draws its life
from realizations,
from pain,
from sacrifices,
from understanding,
from responsibilities,
from mistakes—
and many more.
A mature person never complains about life,
but finds ways to move forward in it.
A mature person doesn’t wait for magic or luck to happen,
but creates a path on their own.
A mature person doesn’t disconnect from society,
but knows how to survive within it.
A mature person isn’t perfect,
but strives to be imperfectly perfect.
A mature person isn’t just wise,
but a lifelong learner.
A mature person isn’t an atheist,
but one who knows the boundaries of faith and hope.
Being mature isn’t about being overly practical or speaking like an elder—
it’s a way of living happily,
knowing life’s truths.
Nov 2, 2025
Nov 2, 2025 at 11:09 PM UTC
I love some hearts, but they turn away,
The ones who love me, never stay.
I want to choose, but fate decides,
With those I like, love often hides.
I fear to love, I fear to lose,
I fear the pain I can’t refuse.
I long for life without this fear,
But then I see, it brings things clear.
Without the dark, the light feels small,
Without the pain, joy means nothing at all.
I can’t live with fear, can’t live apart,
It lives with me, deep in my heart.
This is the truth, the constant fight,
Between the love I want and the fear of night.
Sep 20, 2025
Sep 20, 2025 at 1:08 PM UTC
A broken vase can never be fixed even glued.
A torn page can never cover it's despatched appearance.
Rifted paths can never passby again.
Past that happened can never be changed.
Occured loss can never be recovered.
Likewise,hurting others with words or actions can never be healed with a mere sorry.
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 9:27 AM UTC
There is no prize to perfection,
No crown for its endless direction.
Only the stillness, cold and mute,
Of a dream that halts in its pursuit.
The edge of longing, sharp and thin,
Cuts deeper than the goal within.
For what is gained when all is won,
If the chase extinguishes the sun?
Perfection lies in things undone,
In breaths that falter, threads unspun.
For life is richer, raw, unplanned,
A fleeting touch, a trembling hand.
There is no need for flawless art,
But space to mend the human heart.
No prize awaits, no grand pursuit—
Only life’s quiet, imperfect truth.
Nov 23, 2024
Nov 23, 2024 at 12:25 PM UTC
Life gone get you baby
The same way you love to keep gettin' me.
You know it's hard, you know it's hard to tell baby.
Exactly when, exactly where.
Life gone get you baby.
Get you the way you got me.
Set your bags down baby,
Life gone come on back round'
Gone get you, gone get you baby.
Same way you love to keep gettin' me.
Ain't enough money in the world baby.
Not too many more places you can run on hide in.
Don't know exactly when, don't know exactly where baby.
But life gone get you,
Get you the way you love to keep on gettin' me
May 8, 2019
May 8, 2019 at 7:13 AM UTC