Ruza’s Diary

  Down in all her memory lane, there's this flower, I can't see in pain,  Hiding behind the drop of rain The eyes heavy with tears, all you see is fear in there She, The flower with her legs deep in the soil, crawling, spreading, gently but strong,  she, The flower newly flourished, sweet and the young Her steam, thin and green Holding her inner self all in, Her arms moist and fresh Growing day by day as if it was on a race, she, with a glowing face, No one could ever resist, Her eyes, Deeper than the ocean,  Her hair, Darker than the forest, Her smile, brighter than any sunny day,  She, being bright and beautiful plenty of hands were ready to lay, Her beauty becoming the cost Anyone wants to pay, She, on the edge of Riverdale with her perfection on sale, When the sun went down, stars and the moon she was expecting  Never showed up, she was left alone Scared, panicked, and exhausted  She was no longer able to grow, Growing weak and shattered, Footprint...

Angel’s world  🌎   🌑 Blinking her little eyes Moving her little finger She took all the heart away as the time flies, Never knowing what was in her tomorrow  Kept smiling and laughing on silly actions tho Happy in her dream world  Forgetting what was she told, Stopping her foot she realized  Colors of her dream turning BLACK AND WHITE, Panicked and run into the pain  Never found color of her world as the same, Felt a pain in her heart  Shattered in part and part  She screamed, cried in that dark  She, unknot was shot with arrow and a bow, Her eyes turning red  Face turning pale  Burning in a heart with a rage  As that no longer was her world  She was captured in a cage,  Angel saw her sky turning black  No longer with the stars and the moon  Shining in the dark,  Her fingers felt empty  Arms went cold  she ,No longer belong to fairy world Once I was her angel now she is mine.     ...

  Fear  I have it  within me  Fear of loosing my family Fear of loosing my friends  Fear of loosing my love                              Fear of loosing my soul...    Everytime I close my eyes  I fear of loosing my love ones I have a feeling burried inside on tons can’t express it But can feel it .... Feeling of loosing someone Someone I loved  Someone I cherished  Someone I cared  Someone I bared  For this long .....  Will there be any tomorrow?? Or this is the end..... Hard for my soul to live  Getting it heavier  For the one, For the one who were so familiar Wherever I go Whatever I do  I can see fear in people’s eyes  Fear of loosing themselves  And their loved ones  I fear for those hands Will they be strong enough To carry a tomb of their loved ones Will that body be strong enough  To carry sorrow in their he...

Oh! Yeah I believe that belief is believed in a way that it should be believed.... sounds typical right? Belief are like the hope in the darkness Belief is an emotion and very strong feeling from a mind in which trust or confidence is placed in some person or thing that it may ever exist or not but it is the biological phenomenon that is brought by mind that it exist that it may happen or that is happening. Belief , faiths these all are intentional although we don’t believe on that ,it is intentional but it is playful performance of one’s mind that don’t believe that beliefs are intentional. While  one thinks how things are or how we    think they are where the mind tries to fit the world. Belief is a day to day action where today I too believe on different kind of thing Belief? What’s that ? Where did it evolved from? Did someone created or it is we humans biggest creation ?  s around me. For instance today I should write about belief because I belie...