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Love and Other Words

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“No Love Without Tears (The Sonnet) There is no love without tears. There is no diversity without difference. There is no revolution without smears. There's no justice without inconvenience. There is no development without flaws. There is no dignity without disrespect. There is no learning without falling. There is no heart without heartbreak. There is no path without the thorns. There is no pedestrian without weariness. There is no dream without the hardship. There's no determination without doubtfulness. Only those who have felt excruciating pain, Can help others without expecting any gain.”

“The good thing about divorce is that you're free now. You will not feel the burden of anyone on your back. The downside is you don't know what to do. You don't know how to give up on everything you've gotten used to, the order you've established, the person you've become, and how you'll manage to be yourself again. Divorce is like hitting a wall. Hit the wall and soar into the sky. gap in between. Space after. It is an effort to adapt to a life, a world that you think you are living but you know nothing about. When you are married, you realize that you are actually dead, when you get divorced, with the pains you go through to give birth to yourself again. You try to exist again.”

“This Butterfly Stings by Stewart Stafford The gold of my eye dances on stage for me, Her wings wafting behind her in the chorus, Yet none glimpsed that girl's beauty as I did, This butterfly flew solo in my mind's eye. For two years hence, I concealed my interest, Yet I gazed at her endlessly, so close yet apart, Places of learning changed, but she did not, I foolishly let fly Cupid's token to my inamorata. Seeing my love in a looking glass reflected, Shadow feelings illuminated St Valentine's Eve, My butterfly became a sullen stinging bee, Crushing my tender rose in pieces at my feet. Nor would her wicked scorn end there, She told her friends who joined in my shaming, For years after, turning my last shreds of adoration, Into contemptuous hatred of her existence. Truly no one can take away our memories, Where my former crush still dances on occasion, O sweet butterfly of my youth, one last wish, Never fly away from these fond recollections. © Stewart Stafford, 2022. All rights reserved.”

“The people who broke me were not to blame any more than gravity can be blamed for breaking the vase. We can’t blame the laws of physics when a twig snaps because we leaned on it for support. The twig was never created to carry us.”

“كسر الخواطر قد تري عيناً مكسورة دون سبب واضح رغم ظنك ان هذا الإنسان سعيد إلي ابعد حدود ، قد تحسده علي مايمتلك من مال ، سعادة ، اسرة ...لكن ان اقتحمت دواخله تجد انساناً هشاً تحطم حين كُسر خاطره الألف المرات #إستكانة #لمياء_احمد_عثمان”