I don't like flowers i don't know why i just don't get affection when i see flowers , maybe because i hate them like they bloom , the way they stand strong even they know they will fade away after some time or maybe i like how the other bud grows because they know they are strong no matter what situation will come in the future , they stand strong in the present not knowing they will fade in future , their colour will not be the same no one will stand with the beauty they hold before no honey bees will go near that flower because they don't hold the same nector which used to attract them or maybe they come because they have to lay eggs of them to continue their species as flower species will grow too in science we say symbiotic relationship or mutualism . I got to know no matter how much we suffer if we are strong in the present we don't know we will be In the future too or are in the past too its life we can be weak we can be strong it depends upon ourselves how we want our life to be , if we are weak we have to stand and fight that we are strong enough you can't destroy me if they destroy you that you can't even stand on your feet than crawl but you have to be strong enough that nobody's words and actions can destroy you when you start to torment yourself ..... I DON'T LIKE FLOWERS BUT I LIKE HOW THEY STAND STILL EVEN IF THEY FADE AWAY .

I just don't know why some people bully others like they own them , like they don't have emotions feelings in their heart they don't know how much victim is suffering , they just enjoy their sufferings like it just kind of joke they heard they just don't know how much they beg them not to hurt them like their is no humanity left here and people just enjoying to see others suffer , the pain they gave us they don't know how many sleepless nights they give us the pain we etch in ourself to end our lives just to get one day without any pain where there will be no sufferings no pain they have to endure . Maybe we have to show them how much it hurts so they don't do this in future nor our future generations , but i always think will they change ? will they refuse their children not to hurt anyone not to take it as a joke will they say don't take anyone's life in a game we are not here to play with their lives will they say this ? will they understand us how much we suffer and how much we are suffering till now , maybe we can't forget this part of our life till death because it still haunts us like a nightmare where no one takes stand for us or never be . STOP TAKING LIVES AS JOKE NO ONE DESERVES THIS HELL ........

Before, I remember those lonely birthdays When the clock struck midnight, no one to call No messages, no cards, no well-wishes at all Just the sound of silence echoing in my heart I used to dread the arrival of my special day It felt more like a burden, a reminder of my solitude I would try to distract myself, to ignore the emptiness But it was always there, lurking in the shadows I would go to bed early on my birthday To escape the pain, the disappointment of another year Passing by without anyone to celebrate with me Alone in the darkness, feeling the weight of my loneliness But now, things have changed I have people in my life who care Who make me feel special, who value my presence Who go out of their way to celebrate me on my birthday Now, I look forward to my special day I know it will be filled with love, laughter, and joy I no longer fear the loneliness, the sadness that used to accompany it Because now I am surrounded by people who make me feel loved I don't need those who only show off their affection I don't need empty gestures, shallow words I want genuine love, true connections From those who truly value me for who I am So on my birthday now, I embrace the happiness I bask in the warmth of the love that surrounds me I feel grateful for the people who make me feel special And I celebrate another year of life with joy in my heart No more early bedtimes to escape the pain No more tears shed in the darkness of my room I am no longer alone on my birthday I am no longer forgotten, no longer unloved I am cherished, I am valued, I am celebrated And for that, I am grateful For the people who have brought light into my life And made my birthday a day to remember forever.

A girl who endured all the pain that got from her parents , her friends , her teacher's , her lover , her children's , and many more people who doesn't even know her etch the pain into her skin her heart and tear her apart in every way it was possible for them they doesn't care if she screams out her lungs or beg them , but she doesn't stop begging them for mercy . Her parents who punishes her in every way possible and sell her to someone they don't even know , her buyer who tear her apart in every way possible if she doesn't do what he said he blackmail her that he will kill her parents so she does as he says , her lover who abuse her that she is useless to him , her kids beats her just because she forgot to add salt to food that she made for them , her friends who only comes when they had some work pending and bully her just because she was ugly and dumb , her teacher's who make her stand outside class for no reason , she becomes quiet so no one can hear her and endures everything without saying anything and she just know how to beg for mercy , she knows they will never forgive her and the sins she never commited . SHE ENDURES EVERYTHING IN HER DREAMS SO IN REALITY NOBODY CAN HURT HER , SHE BECAME HER OWN SINNER THAT NO ONE KNEW.....

Land flat as can be Can see for miles Sandy soil, dry Orange groves, miles When they bloom, sweet I can just imagine the delight Tickles my nose, the aroma If I could bottle you, naturally They try to imitate but fail Sweet citrus, let me enjoy Just a nostalgic moment Perhaps childhood stirred CDK 5-11-26