She was a Blessing He Lost!

He took her hand into his,

And put a ring on it.

Promising to walk zillion miles,

Together and forever.

 

He was her world,

Her universe,

And she was his,

Or so she thought.

 

He made promises, but all empty.

He gave her hopes, but all broken.

She saw the signs,

Still she held on to their fragile bond.

 

She gave him all,

Her heart, her love,

Her body, her soul,

Her everything.

 

She was sincerely willing to,

But he was totally blind,

Blind enough to see the blessing,

Blessing he should have been cherishing.

 

Guess, to him, she was just a toy,

Someone to play with,

Someone to satisfy his pity needs,

All this, just for a while.

 

He crushed her heart,

And scared her soul for life.

Without giving it much thought,

He left her on her parents’ doorstep.

 

Watching him go,

She held back the tears, forming up in her eyes

Holding on to the only thing he left her with

A tiny gift from heaven

 

A gift just for her,

With no part for him.

‘Cause he lost one blessing,

How can he expect to get the other…

These words tell a true story, of real people, from the beginning to the end.

What I can’t understand is, how can people destroy their own families?

Don’t make any if you are not strong enough to make it work, and if you have put a ring on it then MAKE IT WORK!!

Marriages and relationships are not some doll play. Get real!

– aak92

giphy (3)

Advertisements

Cracks…

We all are  broken, in one way or another.

Some have more cracks then others; that doesn’t give them any superiority over those who possess less.

To all of us, whether they are big or small, our cracks matter.

– aak92

tumblr_n7ypagiDKD1tche22o1_250

Temporary Wound/Permanent Scar

You might be hurt now but after sometime you will grow out of it. The wound will heal, but what you have said or done during that ‘hurting period’, is there to stay. The scars of your actions are permanent.

Do not let a temporary wound, leave a permanent scar.

– aak92

giphyxx

Story of a Perfect Soul

She was

Pure as a driven snow

Pretty as a picture

 

She was

A child with a hope

A girl with a dream

 

Life toppled her once

But she learned to swim

 

One day came

As a new beginning

 

Only this beginning was not what she expected

 

Her heart got flooded with pain

And he was the reason

 

She was what you say a perfect soul

                     And

He was what you call a total jerk

 

What new life has in stored for her

She is hesitant to know

 

She will get through this storm, someday

But not without some scars engraved in her soul…

True story of someone dear.

– aak92

r3jgxhept4dru