#wordsofwisdom
I am not a feminist but,
an emotional being—
a soul that belongs
neither here nor there,
simply human,
a heart that feels.
Everyone should look
through the glasses of equality,
a lens without hierarchy.
Bring every opinion
to the middle of the bridge
where
no one is misandrist,
no one misogynist.
Let us not hide
behind walls of excuses,
built from prejudice—
bricks too weak
can't hold the truth.
Yesterday, I reached out
my hands for your growth.
Today, it is your turn
to lift me.
And one day,
we will finally stand together—
not as labels,
but as human beings.
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 11:06 AM UTC
Freedom for me is,
Speaking my mind without being judged.
Laugh out loud,
Without getting nudged.
Why you always asks me to compromise,
When you know that you are the one who cannot adjust.
You ask me to keep my mouth shut,
then who gave you the right to burst.
If you cannot understand me,
Trust me I don't need your words.
For me you, your feelings, your thinking,
Everything related to you is absurd.
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 5:11 PM UTC
Let's Pretend
Smile For the Camera
(Nobody wants to see the real)
Cry behind closed doors
(Show them success. What are fears, tears, eyes, and ears?)
Scream alone while everyone's asleep.
(Let the lambs sleep, you weren't meant for this)
Work hard, and smart while others quit
(No doors are closed, when you become the key)
Focus on yourself, and you won't notice them. Be successful for you, don't get so stuck watching others. You fail to see what's wrong in front of you, if you keep looking around. Shut down, and build up
(Eat, sleep, over power them. Make this world yours, don't get stuck in the lions den.)
E
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 8:30 PM UTC
It ticks by,
The clock hanging on the wall;
Striking past two in the morning,
Letting the fatigue wash over me like waves,
And over the shore I'm left dying.
It ticks by,
The watch on my wrist,
Painting the world gray,
Splaying the world above me with a black canvas,
And over the mountain I'm left alone crying.
It flies past—
The hourglass on the windowsill,
Blowing the nature with its breath,
Slicing my skin like daggers—
But even so, I'm still here,
Right here, left alone surviving.
— Jane A.Rahman
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 7:41 PM UTC
There is a crisp chill in this changing wind,
As summer breathes its last and comes to an end,
As the sun dims the world seems to die
And a solemn tone touches the sky
As I meditate on this state of grave, lonely silence
I remember that this time brings nature to balance,
That winter-waiting will result in birth of spring
And once again the birds will come forth to sing
How beautiful to see this pattern replayed and repeated
And in my own life the pattern is completed
For as the seed must die before it gives,
So my own gasping frame must die before it lives
Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
As much as you may dwell on the past,
and as much as you may hold onto regrets,
there is no going backwards,
not even by a single step,
so we move forward,
past the torment,
past the pain that lingers incessantly,
into the future history of now,
“Hello,
how have you been,
what more do you want from me,
I’ve already given you my everything,
what more do you want from yourself,
are you satisfied with where you’re at in your life,
I know it’s crazy how we can’t take back a moment,
can’t reverse the hurt can’t make any wrongs right,
and dwelling too much will make a sane man crazy,
so try to remind yourself to find yourself always in the present,
and let’s make the best memories we’ve ever had tonight,
then forget them all so we don’t recollect in regret,
because as much as you may dwell on the past,
and as much as you may hold onto regrets,
there is no going backwards,
not even by a single step…
∆ LaLux ∆
Sep 30, 2018
Sep 30, 2018 at 7:58 AM UTC
I guess the moral to this Heart Break Love Story,
is if you love some one tell them right now don’t hesitate,
because there’s no better place than here no better time than now,
don’t wait like I did until it was too late and your heart begins to break,
because then it will be you sitting here heart broken,
chest torn open a victim of your own torment and emotions,
all alone with no thing or one to keep you company except this poem,
with no thing or one to keep the faith or place your hope in,
left all alone to your own devices,
as the love of your life disappears right before your eyes with,
your heart in their hand as they exit without a plan,
back into the cold world and all it’s vices,
I just,
wish I could turn back time but no one can,
so instead I try to push forward,
past the Past and through the pain,
and attempt to live long enough,
to give guidance to all of us Lonlies,
finding strength in my weakness and sharing the ways,
through poems and other forms of this Heart Break Love Story…
∆ LaLux ∆
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 3:49 PM UTC
You can only go halfway into the darkest forest
...then you are coming out the other side
Jan 21, 2018
Jan 21, 2018 at 7:40 PM UTC
When she speaks, her words
become bubbles in the wind;
hollow, weightless.
@qyflorentino
Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 9:22 AM UTC
It was written before it was stone, my friend
She tells me a thousand reasons why her tides turn as they do
Each one of them knotting up
Before she ties the noose
She says it’s nothing personal
To disregard anything that was misconstrued
but Wasn’t it you, my darlin’?
I think it was you
I saw her again, late last night
She was wearing a ball gown and was
Sporting her converse tennis shoes
I caught a glimpse of her
As she kneeled down before him
That’s the hard thing about her
She’s a lie, but you can’t know that
Until you know her
and If you’ve known her, you’ll know
That there is no use
It’s a repetitive cycle that just
Begs to be true
When they put it on the stone
They put it on the cross
They made molds to make shapes
To accommodate
For what was lost
They found that what they’d hoped for
Was just a mask, a mirage
So they made up their own story to tell the masses
and On the next Sabbath, slaughtered the cause
and I suspect they took their time sewing shut the valves of your heart
and I don’t know what to do
You always ask me
Like I pay attention to the news
You’re surprised each time
I can’t tell you the truth
But you know what I am, don’t you honey
You’ve got my number, and you’ve got a plan
and I hope you don’t take me down with it
I hope you don’t take me down in it
The street lights, they don’t need a guide
To show them how, to show them out of
The dark night, the street lights
Don’t mind if you mind’s swollen
and Your heart is left open like a
Gaping wound, the street lights
They’ll keep you company tonight
In that moment, I became afraid
There was a disassociative effect
There you were, on the bed
and Then here I was, on the floor
Pulling at my skin
and I glanced at the window pane
Hoping the snow would lift my spirits
Instead I saw shards of glass
In my fists, going at it
I can’t even trust my mind anymore
It used to be my safe haven
Suddenly everything I came here for is
Out of sight, out of vision
and You’ve left your sword
and Abandoned your mission
You walked me home
You came and got me
I didn’t think you’d come, or anybody
I didn’t care,
I never expected anyone to come anyway
I mean that in the plainest way
We are conditioned in circumstance
Nothing else
Some of us fair better than others
and You’ll either survive, or you won’t
It’s the natural order, the law of evolution
We’ll **** out the defective genes,
and Enhance the most
We live in a society that insists
You stand on your own
but We live in a world
With a collective mindset
Who do we trust,
Our roots, or society as a whole?
and In the meantime we’ll try
We’ll do our best
Not to feel alone
I think you better get yourself
Some medical attention
You might have to call an ambulance kid
It could be serious
but I know how serious
Serious gets
and Right now this mess we got here,
This ain’t nothin’
I’m not gonna even
Worry myself about it
When I left I took
All my stuff with me
I took your heart, as it was bleeding
I got in my car, and
As I was leaving
I saw you standing in the window
You were crying, I shut my eyes
Slipped into reverse
Couldn’t help but glance in the mirror
and There you were, still standing
I saw the woman in the day room
Behind mountains of boxes
I knew you’d never leave, in that moment
That I’d return to a silhouette
Still crying, and
I’ve loved you in a way that a monster cannot feel
I don’t understand it, but I had to go
It was one of those moments when
Everything you’ve learned goes out the window
and That queer sensation, that lump in my throat
I didn’t know what it was until something willed me
To return home, you can’t identify
What you don’t know
In plain language
I don’t know how I’ll find a way
To forgive myself, but you
Keep trudging, you keep
Moving forward, because you
Don’t know what else to do
With yourself, because you can’t
Go home, this is your home,
but You are candescent
and Until the light returns to her heart
You will stand in the backdrop of it
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 9:31 AM UTC
You get what you payed for
and You take what’s yours
You don’t bother asking anyone
Who they are anymore
You just hum your song along
Until you get to the gate
Then you show the attendant
Your intention to go only one way
She says,
“It’s a ride you can’t get off,
and It curves around the bend
Where she takes you,
She’ll decide,
Right there and right then”
So what you mean to say
In so many words
Is that I’m powerless?
Nonetheless,
You get what you payed for
and You know you can’t complain
This box here contains
Only the sentiments you can’t
Find a way to blame
So you pull ‘em out
and Look them over
Until the hurts gone away
Even though it seems impossible
Today
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 9:29 AM UTC
Your softly spoken words leaves essences lingering in the mist, only to purify this unjustified burden of the ever lasting beloved love...
-Ethiiochick
Nov 29, 2015
Nov 29, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
Let your courageous smile save me and your heavenly eyes guide me, for I am lost in a spiral of conflicting thoughts…
-Ethiiochick
Nov 8, 2015
Nov 8, 2015 at 6:55 PM UTC
Mankind keeps evolving into complications like a pair of strings.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 7:10 AM UTC
One of the things people should know in life is that we must not underestimate a person because you might be surprise about what ***** is capable of doing. He or she may not appear to be too strong for now but it is possible that he or she would be greater than you when the right time comes especially if he or she has an ambition of his/her own. It makes me feel sad and disappointed that some would say how immature and weak a person is. With those unkind words, they don't realize that they are not being helpful and there is the fact that they are not even on the right position to say those things. Can't we just support them or encourage them to fullfill their dreams? Or atleast be happy for them. If we can't do that, the very least that we can do is to leave them alone and let them mind their own business.
Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 9:00 AM UTC