is about stopping when time can’t heal the heart anymore.
Chasing the mirrors was always on my mind
While other meetings created intrigues
That I can’t let go
Today, like forever, I took the stand
To shatter my every illusion
Of going everlasting with lover’s flow
Waiting with patience and empty hope
That made me so broken
I couldn’t recognize myself
Until I waited for my heart’s healing
Losing my breath in distracting works
Which should make me closer
To those who once I loved
The moment to stop that
Has finally come
After so much lyrical writing
And tears before the so-called God
That surely is living somewhere above
But I can’t feel him protecting my soul
So maybe it’s me who should do it
Without any angels of wrath
True love is so confusing
With its uncertain walks
Through my platonism
Which gave me no comfort
To feel I am appealing
Maybe protecting from some
People who preferred leaving
Then play with the emotional globe
I am confronting my reasons
Why should I move on
Through thorns of no roses
Listening to half-truths called lies
So, I leave everyone who hurt me, behind
Until I make a proper decision
And become self-disciplined
Using my full power to conquering
My betrayed feelings made me like a fog
There are times in life people wake up from overdue dreams for their reality. Today is one of my days. It’s like a thunderbolt that tears up the mind’s skies. Questions like why I still do what I did before and expect the same results popped up in my head. Asking myself about the reasons why I chase my personality’s mirrors in other people made their breakthrough in my today’s life.
It’s undeniable fact humans look for their characteristics in others but that does not end well in relationships of every kind.
Many activities I do, are for the best of other people who do not care about me being alive or not based on their actions. My powerful love for other human beings becomes toxic to me. Keep doing it will not heal my illusionary-shattered heart, so I need to stop that madness as soon as possible since is not appreciated by anyone I care to recognize me.
Self-respect is a main theme in everyone’s life. People shouldn’t allow being treated poorly in the name of love.
International women’s day passed away, and the ladies felt special for one day.
Is that right?
My belief is women should feel consistently exceptional. They should be chosen daily by their male counterparts. Two years ago, my father told me I am special to him. Until then, he showed that continuously with service acts and silent support, which I understood recently.
Women often think they lose their value with time.
That’s not true because like antique silver becomes more precious with years, the same goes for the women inside. It’s an undeniable fact youth and beauty fade away transforming into serenity, wisdom, and charm.
In middle age, I started to feel my body differently than before but that life course is inevitable. But I am proud of who I am today despite my past experiences. If I can do it, every female reader here is the same as me. Growing up in mind and age is a process that should be welcomed with open arms.
Today’s woman is like Shiva – an Indian god with many arms.
Balancing many responsibilities and not paying too much attention to family members is an undeniable fact that creates painful feelings. That’s the start of uncertainty in women’s values.
On the other side, women feel alone and unworthy of love because they’re tired of trying to balance their activities. Even the challenge to balance makes women fight daily with inspiration to find meaning in their lives.
Why do I compare the women with Antique Silver?
I love silver in every form since a young age – from jewelry to knives. My father was a collector. Today he invested everything in gold which I do not like much and I write for silver investments. That made me read a lot about precious metals and my research for every kind of them started while I write everything down. One of my passions is antique silver. It has a few specifications.
Over 100 years of age
Antique silver costs a lot and metaphorically speaking, the ladies in their autumn age have many qualifications to be proud of. Unfortunately, they’re blinded by the media stereotypes and forget as women they have the same right to call themselves beautiful and take care of their outlook as younger girls. Not many people live hundred years but the number can interpret as a lot of experiences.
The older ladies have much more to offer to potential partners than the younger ones. That doesn’t connect with sex appeal or physical seduction but with the grace, compassion, and understanding of the male souls. Not many men look for that in a woman because they want visual beauty. But those who understand their female counterparts are the real men who ladies long for and are like endangered species.
Specific initials make the value of antique silver higher.
Older ladies have an individuality that is built with experiences, knowledge, and self-development in every life field. Not many people dare to show their originality in clothing style or manners. What will people say is the worst question women should ask themselves. Those who are in their middle age are over society’s talks and norms, doing whatever they want because they can.
For example, I have my unique style and do not care to show off on social media and outside in the real world. My clothes and mind are Avangard, but it doesn’t matter to me what society thinks or speaks, because my life is one to be lived.
Accepting differences is a blessing for everyone. I don’t have time to lose after some of my family members, both blood and chosen, died last two years. So, specific initials that women have engraved in their hearts, souls, and appearances make their value higher for those who want to see and feel it.
Antique silver dates back to the year 1300.
Women sure are longer on the earth than the silver, and they have every reason to feel great, unique, and beautiful with their scars. After all, the wounds and their healing individual marks are the secret ingredients of mature feminity and true love’s energy. That makes the woman’s value higher than antique silver. For many years females did everything they can to become the best versions of themselves, inspiring their men to feel like the greatest and strongest warriors. It’s the power of a woman’s belief that makes a gentleman powerful, focused, brave, and proud, making his self-esteem higher.
But what about women’s self-esteem?
Ladies are fragile and beautiful like roses with thorns. They do the full set of aura, magnetism, and deep love every woman has toward her man and children.
So, dear women, do not think for even a second you’re not worthy of some man’s attention.
Looking at their scars, women understand themselves better and accept their dark sides fully. Self-esteem is not built only with red lipstick and dress, but also with shown character. It makes sense to cry, shout and laugh sincerely for every woman who experiences it.
Women have a specific smell like antique silver.
By aroma I mean a woman’s signature in walking, talking, clothing, smiling and accepting the situations as they are, taking care of the closest people. Female principles never should break even if it’s hurtful. It’s called dignity.
Women today are better to give themselves only to those who prove they want them for real with actions and genuine interest in their personality. I made many mistakes to chase men who didn’t look at my personality and me in general. Today I go only after myself to become better in everything I do. If someone wants and dares to come on my way, he’s welcome. Maybe from around 3.97 billion men in the world, it’s possible to find the one who truly loves me for who I am and makes steps toward me despite everything. It’s called courage.
The woman’s specific smell is created by her beliefs, morals, life values, readiness to give love, and many other factors which make her authentic. But she should embrace herself with everything she’s got and stop crying for people who do not treasure her aroma. A woman who respects herself is better to wash away from disrespectful men’s smells. Nobody deserves to be taken for granted and tied down to unhealthy emotional practices. But there is always space for one chance if people dare to want it.
The antique silver will never lose its shine and value. They become brighter with time and the same is for women.
Happy Late International Woman’s Day! Wear Red for Life’s Passions!
You Deserve to wear it with everything you did for yourselves, your children, partners, fathers, cousins, friends, and colleagues.