Forwarded from Life in flux
Whatโs Their Fault?
Born.
Dumped.
Ignored.
Whatโs their fault?
Thrown out
Love-starved,soul-cracked.
No love. No care.
Just silence. Just air.
And vultures smell it
They circle, they feed,
Throw โI love youโ like bait,
End with greed.
They flash candy,
Fake love,
Sweet talk,
Till it burns down to lust.
And even in childhood,
Those โgrownupsโ
Who should protect
They look with dirty eyes instead.
She doesnโt know whom to trust
Her voice feels like a burden
predators cash in
On her silence
On her loneliness.
No bond, no shield, no safe arms
Parents never notice,
Never see.
I FUCKING HATE THIS.
Why make a child
If you canโt fucking raise one?
Why call yourself parent,
When is your absence the first wound?
Why call it life,
If you treat it like prey?
Itโs not their fault.
Not their blame.
We built the trap.
We lit the flame.
A child needs love
Not scars.
Not cages.
Not vultures in human faces
Shame on you
as a parent.
Why?
WHY do you always
try to silence your children
when they ask?
When they ask about sex.
About bodies.
About touch.
About the things they already FEEL.
Why shut them up?
Why donโt you TEACH?
In your OWN language
with your OWN mouth
with honesty
with clarity?
Why hide?
Why fear?
Why let shame choke you?
You call yourself parent.
You call yourself elder.
You call yourself teacher,
guardian, protector.
But when the child needs
TRUTH
you turn away.
You leave them to the streets.
You leave them to the vultures.
You leave them to whispers in the dark.
To lies.
To exploitation.
To silence.
Why?
Why?
WHY?
I have never seen
someone talk to their child
about sex with confidence,
with clarity,
with CARE.
And then you wonder
why they fall.
Why they break.
Why they bleed.
Itโs YOUR silence.
YOUR fear.
YOUR shame.
And the child pays the price.
So tell me
Whatโs their fault?
WHATโS THEIR FAULT?
Born.
Dumped.
Ignored.
Whatโs their fault?
Thrown out
Love-starved,soul-cracked.
No love. No care.
Just silence. Just air.
And vultures smell it
They circle, they feed,
Throw โI love youโ like bait,
End with greed.
They flash candy,
Fake love,
Sweet talk,
Till it burns down to lust.
And even in childhood,
Those โgrownupsโ
Who should protect
They look with dirty eyes instead.
She doesnโt know whom to trust
Her voice feels like a burden
predators cash in
On her silence
On her loneliness.
No bond, no shield, no safe arms
Parents never notice,
Never see.
I FUCKING HATE THIS.
Why make a child
If you canโt fucking raise one?
Why call yourself parent,
When is your absence the first wound?
Why call it life,
If you treat it like prey?
Itโs not their fault.
Not their blame.
We built the trap.
We lit the flame.
A child needs love
Not scars.
Not cages.
Not vultures in human faces
Shame on you
as a parent.
Why?
WHY do you always
try to silence your children
when they ask?
When they ask about sex.
About bodies.
About touch.
About the things they already FEEL.
Why shut them up?
Why donโt you TEACH?
In your OWN language
with your OWN mouth
with honesty
with clarity?
Why hide?
Why fear?
Why let shame choke you?
You call yourself parent.
You call yourself elder.
You call yourself teacher,
guardian, protector.
But when the child needs
TRUTH
you turn away.
You leave them to the streets.
You leave them to the vultures.
You leave them to whispers in the dark.
To lies.
To exploitation.
To silence.
Why?
Why?
WHY?
I have never seen
someone talk to their child
about sex with confidence,
with clarity,
with CARE.
And then you wonder
why they fall.
Why they break.
Why they bleed.
Itโs YOUR silence.
YOUR fear.
YOUR shame.
And the child pays the price.
So tell me
Whatโs their fault?
WHATโS THEIR FAULT?
โค2๐ฅ2โก1
Day 3 of Facts weekโ
"Group of owls is called parliament๐ถโ๐ซ."
Who is a part of this parliament?๐ฆ
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
"Group of owls is called parliament๐ถโ๐ซ."
Who is a part of this parliament?๐ฆ
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
โค6๐1๐คฃ1๐1๐1
Forwarded from Echoes at midnight
Nature and Human
The ocean holds secrets โ so does our mind.
The birds like to feel free and fly โ so does our heart.
The trees shed their leaves to grow again โ so do we after pain.
The moon hides behind clouds โ so do we behind smiles.
The animals hunt others โ so do humans, for jealousy, envy, hatred.
The swans long for love โ so does our body.
The mountains stand still in storms โ so do we when life tests us.
The nature wants peace by hook or crook โ so does our soul.
The lion can kill without thinking โ so can we, in anger.
The river keeps flowing even when rocks block its way โ
so do we, carrying wounds, yet moving on.
The sun burns every day to give light โ
so do we, to keep others warm while we melt inside.
๐ฆ
The ocean holds secrets โ so does our mind.
The birds like to feel free and fly โ so does our heart.
The trees shed their leaves to grow again โ so do we after pain.
The moon hides behind clouds โ so do we behind smiles.
The animals hunt others โ so do humans, for jealousy, envy, hatred.
The swans long for love โ so does our body.
The mountains stand still in storms โ so do we when life tests us.
The nature wants peace by hook or crook โ so does our soul.
The lion can kill without thinking โ so can we, in anger.
The river keeps flowing even when rocks block its way โ
so do we, carrying wounds, yet moving on.
The sun burns every day to give light โ
so do we, to keep others warm while we melt inside.
๐ฆ
โค4๐ฅ1
Day 4 of FACTS WEEKโ
A species of penguines find and collect pebbles. The finest pebble that he gets ,is gifted to the female.If the female accepts it,they start a family together๐ง.
I am not obssesed with penguines but this is so romantic๐ญ๐ซถ๐ป
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
A species of penguines find and collect pebbles. The finest pebble that he gets ,is gifted to the female.If the female accepts it,they start a family together๐ง.
I am not obssesed with penguines but this is so romantic๐ญ๐ซถ๐ป
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
โค8โ1๐ฅ1๐ฅฐ1๐ฏ1๐ญ1
Day5 of Facts weekโ
Sea otters hold their hands while sleeping to avoid themselves from driftingโค๏ธ.
Isn't it a WOW๐ฅน?
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
Sea otters hold their hands while sleeping to avoid themselves from driftingโค๏ธ.
Isn't it a WOW๐ฅน?
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
๐ฅฐ5โค2๐1๐1๐ฆ1
As she stood under the shower, with a red stream flowing down the drain,
it was not only her body being washed, but also the innocence, love, faith, and trust within her.
She scratched her hands;
her feet were trembling,
and her face showed no colour except white.
It was not her eyes that were hurting, but her heart that was crying.
She could not think of anything.
Was she the same girl who had once been sensitive and soft toward beings in pain?
And today, she stood before herself as a murderer.
She had killed the love of her lifeโthe man she had once boldly declared before everyone,
โMy father is the hero of my life.โ
The more she thought, the more she hated.
A wave of anger, rage, disgust, and pain ran through her, adding to her miserable condition.
A frustrated feeling choked her when the face of her best friend came in front of her.
She was not afraid of imprisonment, but of facing her better halfโher friend, her best friend for life.
She had killed a rapist.
She had killed her love for him. She was ashamed to be called his daughter now.
She felt insulted even to pray for his soul.
He was free now, but she was just a body existingโno longer alive.
~Tanu<3
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
it was not only her body being washed, but also the innocence, love, faith, and trust within her.
She scratched her hands;
her feet were trembling,
and her face showed no colour except white.
It was not her eyes that were hurting, but her heart that was crying.
She could not think of anything.
Was she the same girl who had once been sensitive and soft toward beings in pain?
And today, she stood before herself as a murderer.
She had killed the love of her lifeโthe man she had once boldly declared before everyone,
โMy father is the hero of my life.โ
The more she thought, the more she hated.
A wave of anger, rage, disgust, and pain ran through her, adding to her miserable condition.
A frustrated feeling choked her when the face of her best friend came in front of her.
She was not afraid of imprisonment, but of facing her better halfโher friend, her best friend for life.
She had killed a rapist.
She had killed her love for him. She was ashamed to be called his daughter now.
She felt insulted even to pray for his soul.
He was free now, but she was just a body existingโno longer alive.
~Tanu<3
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
โค11๐2๐ฅ1
Day 6 of Facts weekโ
Crows are very intelligent๐ง .
They can remember human faces๐.
They remember the vibe with humans๐ธ.
If you are good to them there are cases where crows were seen giving white pebbles to humans๐
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
Crows are very intelligent๐ง .
They can remember human faces๐.
They remember the vibe with humans๐ธ.
If you are good to them there are cases where crows were seen giving white pebbles to humans๐
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
โค9โ4๐1๐ซก1
Dying as a legend is far way better than dying with regret
Just like living with meaning is far way better than just existing
Explanation
People say they fear nothing but they fear death, but what does death has that they hear it? Is it because they wouldn't be able to live? Or because they have regrets that they would have to face in the end?
The raw truth is most people has regrets, everyone does but the courage to improve upon is something which is not found in everyone
Some fear that they would have regrets while dying and some die because they don't have any regrets while dying because they know they've been best for themselves and courage to take actions.
Same way most people just exist and only a few live with meaning
Life is meant to live and not to survive
0eath is a conclusion to life and not the opposite of it, power lies in accepting yourself and removing everything that pushes your peace away.
Only thing matters is what you've done
Actions or procrastination?
Peace or revenge?
Bravery or cowardness?
Forgiveness or no peace?
And so many things because they can't coexist together.
Just like living with meaning is far way better than just existing
Explanation
People say they fear nothing but they fear death, but what does death has that they hear it? Is it because they wouldn't be able to live? Or because they have regrets that they would have to face in the end?
The raw truth is most people has regrets, everyone does but the courage to improve upon is something which is not found in everyone
Some fear that they would have regrets while dying and some die because they don't have any regrets while dying because they know they've been best for themselves and courage to take actions.
Same way most people just exist and only a few live with meaning
Life is meant to live and not to survive
0eath is a conclusion to life and not the opposite of it, power lies in accepting yourself and removing everything that pushes your peace away.
Only thing matters is what you've done
Actions or procrastination?
Peace or revenge?
Bravery or cowardness?
Forgiveness or no peace?
And so many things because they can't coexist together.
โค10๐ฅ1
Day 7 and final day of FACTS WEEKโ
Let's learn about octopus๐
It is an organism with three hearts๐ถโ๐ซ.
Two hearts pump blood to the gills and the main heart to the rest of the body๐ตโ๐ซ.
The main heart stops when the octopus moves๐คฏ.
They are quite witty๐ง
They can be trained very easily and in a short span of time๐ซก.
They remember human faces very well๐คง.
It has been found that sometimes they come out of the aquarium because they can open the lid๐ถ .
Even they can diffuse the lights of the aquarium because of their naughty character๐ซฃ.
Enough about octopus๐ญ.Right?
Has anyone seen them in real life๐?
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
Let's learn about octopus๐
It is an organism with three hearts๐ถโ๐ซ.
Two hearts pump blood to the gills and the main heart to the rest of the body๐ตโ๐ซ.
The main heart stops when the octopus moves๐คฏ.
They are quite witty๐ง
They can be trained very easily and in a short span of time๐ซก.
They remember human faces very well๐คง.
It has been found that sometimes they come out of the aquarium because they can open the lid๐ถ .
Even they can diffuse the lights of the aquarium because of their naughty character๐ซฃ.
Enough about octopus๐ญ.Right?
Has anyone seen them in real life๐?
@Growingbytes๐ฆ๐ฆ
โค9๐1๐คฃ1๐ญ1๐ซก1๐ฆ1
The right things never rush
They arrive softly, when your heart is ready to receive ๐๏ธ๐ธ
@Growingbytes ๐ฆ๐ฆ
They arrive softly, when your heart is ready to receive ๐๏ธ๐ธ
@Growingbytes ๐ฆ๐ฆ
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Forwarded from Echoes at midnight
Ek Kamra, Ek Ghar
Har kamra ek ghar ban jaata hai,
jab hum bade hone lagte hain.
Phir chahiye hota hai humein ek apna kona,
jahan sirf hum ho, aur humari khamoshiyaan.
Zid karke le hi lete hain ek kamra,
sochte hain yeh azaadi hai โ
par dheere-dheere samajh aata hai,
azaadi ke saath tanhฤi bhi aati hai.
Wahi kamra, jisme humari khushiyan,
hamare gham, aur humare raaz rehte hain.
Baat karne ke baad bhi,
masle wahi ke wahi rehte hain โ
kyunki kuch baatein batane se nahi,
sambhalne se hal hoti hain.
Aur jab apna kamra mil jaata hai,
to ek chhupi si shaan aa jaati hai โ
ek ghamand, ke โab mujhe kisi ki zarurat nahi.โ
Madad bhi karte hain,
par dil me ginte rehte hain,
jaise madad nahi,
ek hisaab chuka rahe ho.
Aakhir me samajh aata hai โ
ek kamra sach me ek ghar ban jaata hai,
par kabhi-kabhi,
wo ghar humse zyada akela hota hai.
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Har kamra ek ghar ban jaata hai,
jab hum bade hone lagte hain.
Phir chahiye hota hai humein ek apna kona,
jahan sirf hum ho, aur humari khamoshiyaan.
Zid karke le hi lete hain ek kamra,
sochte hain yeh azaadi hai โ
par dheere-dheere samajh aata hai,
azaadi ke saath tanhฤi bhi aati hai.
Wahi kamra, jisme humari khushiyan,
hamare gham, aur humare raaz rehte hain.
Baat karne ke baad bhi,
masle wahi ke wahi rehte hain โ
kyunki kuch baatein batane se nahi,
sambhalne se hal hoti hain.
Aur jab apna kamra mil jaata hai,
to ek chhupi si shaan aa jaati hai โ
ek ghamand, ke โab mujhe kisi ki zarurat nahi.โ
Madad bhi karte hain,
par dil me ginte rehte hain,
jaise madad nahi,
ek hisaab chuka rahe ho.
Aakhir me samajh aata hai โ
ek kamra sach me ek ghar ban jaata hai,
par kabhi-kabhi,
wo ghar humse zyada akela hota hai.
๐ฆ
โค10
Forwarded from Echoes at midnight
The Beauty in Imperfection โจ
We all hurt someone,
sometimes with our words,
sometimes with our silence.
A look, a gesture,
a moment we didnโt mean โ
yet it stings.
But thatโs what makes us human, isnโt it?
We realize,
we break a little inside,
we say sorry,
and try to take the step
that makes our soul breathe again โ
not for others,
but for ourselves.
Because beauty doesnโt live in perfection โ
it lives in mistakes,
in the cracks,
in the lessons that teach us how to love better.
The perfect never falter,
never fail โ
and maybe thatโs why
theyโll never feel
what it truly means
to be human. ๐ฟ
๐ฆ
We all hurt someone,
sometimes with our words,
sometimes with our silence.
A look, a gesture,
a moment we didnโt mean โ
yet it stings.
But thatโs what makes us human, isnโt it?
We realize,
we break a little inside,
we say sorry,
and try to take the step
that makes our soul breathe again โ
not for others,
but for ourselves.
Because beauty doesnโt live in perfection โ
it lives in mistakes,
in the cracks,
in the lessons that teach us how to love better.
The perfect never falter,
never fail โ
and maybe thatโs why
theyโll never feel
what it truly means
to be human. ๐ฟ
๐ฆ
โค14๐ฅ1
Not everything needs fixing
Some things are meant to be felt,
understood and released ๐ท๐ฑ
@Growingbytes ๐ฆ๐ฆ
Some things are meant to be felt,
understood and released ๐ท๐ฑ
@Growingbytes ๐ฆ๐ฆ
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The less talent a person has, the more they hide behind pride, vanity, and
arrogance, using empty confidence to
mask their weakness.
They fear being exposed, so they speak loudly, mistaking
noise for wisdom.
But fools do not stand alone. They seek others just as blind,
creating an illusion of greatness through empty praise.
No amount of
arrogance can replace true skill, and no
applause can turn ignorance into ability.
In the land of the blind, the
oneeyed man is king.
Yet even he is mocked by those too blind to see their
own chains.
True worth never comes from
borrowed voices, nor from crowns made of flattery.
For when the noise fades, the
hollow are left with only silence.
And silence reveals the truth they feared most.
That emptiness dressed as
brilliance remains emptiness still.
Desiderius Erasmus
arrogance, using empty confidence to
mask their weakness.
They fear being exposed, so they speak loudly, mistaking
noise for wisdom.
But fools do not stand alone. They seek others just as blind,
creating an illusion of greatness through empty praise.
No amount of
arrogance can replace true skill, and no
applause can turn ignorance into ability.
In the land of the blind, the
oneeyed man is king.
Yet even he is mocked by those too blind to see their
own chains.
True worth never comes from
borrowed voices, nor from crowns made of flattery.
For when the noise fades, the
hollow are left with only silence.
And silence reveals the truth they feared most.
That emptiness dressed as
brilliance remains emptiness still.
Desiderius Erasmus
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