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Life is hard. The only place to soothe the roughness is home. Home is where you find your smile and where you are understood. Welcome! @Burningwords The writer. 👆
You delayed the things most deserving of your time and energy.
Your heart housed vile thoughts, your body deprived of tribulations.
Nonetheless, when comfort smiles up on you, you linger in her care.
Perhaps you've given up on yourself irreparably. You'd rather delude yourself and think you're doing well rather than face the bitter Truth.
Words Burn
Context
He broke the guy's jaw. With a rear naked choke. The amount of power he generates is terrifying.
The speed in which Robert tapped left my eyes wide and big in shock, and it was after I learned he broke his jaw that I understood.
Khamzat is in top form.
Allahu Akbar 🙏
My own voice is the dearest sound in the whole world to myself.
Endless opinions flow from me, like a river that never dries.
And this exact trait is the one true enemy of being a good listener. The need to express outweighs my willingness to listen to you.
People feel lonely these days, even when surrounded by people, because they don't feel heard. They don't feel noticed. There seems to be no gravity to their presence. They keep trying to voice their hearts, but it feels as if it's falling on deaf ears.
Clearly, listeners are high in demand, yet short in supply.
Imagine being a good listener in a world filled with people so eager to express themselves. Imagine how that trait, that gesture, that skill, of listening could be food for the souls of many.
People always remember somebody who heard them, somebody who regarded their thoughts, their feelings, and their ideas, with a serious heart.
But what does it mean to be a good listener?
Should I keep my mouth shut and nod, as if I agree with everything you say? What if I don't like what you're saying? Am I being asked to pretend to like what you're saying?
And what if I want you to listen to me instead?
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#small_words
Shy is an adorable trait, until you're three months deep in a relationship with her, and she still doesn't give you encouraging words and show you appreciative gestures, because she "doesn't know how to."
We'll see how much you adore her then.
#justwords
The wall I've erected
Was not to reject your heating embrace.
I'm blocking you
From watching who I really am, babe.
#wordsburn
This is honestly unexpected.
Goddamn, so you find a ripped lady attractive? 😂
This is how I see most "self-help" books.
They give you nothing but fiery feelings, which will soon fall prey to the monstrous depth of life.
Maturing 🤝 Realizing motivational speeches/books are scam
What more could you ask of a partner or a friend?
For the friend or family member who guarded my reputation in my absence, thank you.
I must be an ocean under a summer sunset.
They love what they see, standing at the edge.
But they never dive in; they're scared of my depth.
#wordsburn
#wordsburn
Speaking of One Direction, I remembered this reference I made to them.
I really liked them as one.
Story of my life & drag me down, two of the best they've produced together, in my opinion.
If you TREAT ME BAD, it's my fault:
I haven't taught you the type of manners I expect of you.
If you don't love and appreciate me the way I need it,
and yet I clearly see that you're ready to change for me,
it's my fault for thinking If she loves me, I don't have to show her how to, because if I did show her, it will be forced, not natural.
I should have pushed aside that voice and given you more precise hints, or in some cases, just asked for what I wanted, STRAIGHTFORWARD.
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Words Burn
#small_words
If you know what this is, I'd be very impressed.
No, it's not a monster from a horror movie.
Beat Roots
plenty of men feel lost, confused
in the eyes of God, tears pool
He's watching the news
the false prophets rule
and look at how they bruise the repute
of heaven's lands.
it's sad, how we're used as a tool
for the devil's plan.
we've fallen
in love with the outlawed fruit.
the fallen keep us enslaved to the juice.
as long as we consume
our hearts will be consumed
too slow to fast the poison.
falling
for what I should be avoiding
#rhyme
#symbol
When you are not willing to suffer and sacrifice for long-term gains, you lose my trust.
The pack cannot rely on you. You are not fit—physically, intellectually, emotionally. In the hour where demons screech in strange voices and monsters intently glare at us with glowing us, you'll fold.
You don't know how to endure.
You've always avoided the dark and ugly. Comfort invites you with her arms open, and you run into her embrace, like a little child who dearly missed her mother.
Comfort rubs your head and tells you to treat yourself kindly. She tells you, "Look at how far you've come."
But you know better. You know your sins. Why do you let comfort sing her charming songs?
You delayed the things most deserving of your time and energy.
Your heart housed vile thoughts, your body deprived of tribulations.
Nonetheless, when comfort smiles up on you, you linger in her care.
Perhaps you've given up on yourself irreparably. You'd rather delude yourself and think you're doing well rather than face the bitter Truth.
Truth is the burning light.
Truth wounds your pride: it undresses your soul for you to see all the wrong things you are.
You'd rather comfort's kisses than Truth's scoldings.
A weak person can never be loyal, even if he wants to.
You're too weak to overcome your lust.
Too weak to admit the envy and anger poisoning your blood.
You're too damned weak to delay sweet pleasure in favor of sour pain.
How can you ever be trusted as a loyal partner?
You've done great disservice to your body, to your heart, and to your soul, and yet you harbor ill feelings toward me for rejecting you my trust, and my love.
#small_words
No words. 🥶
That was mad. And he did that to Robert Whittaker.
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Words Burn
#justwords
I mean, sure, those are some pretty tits, but is that all there is to you?
You can fool those who are thirsty to dip in any wet hole. I, however, am in no rush for that. What else is there to you, besides a cute face?
#small_words
Peer pressure at its finest. 😂
This is the start of most addictions.
Beaten 1
Her fingers interlock, clearly nervous.
Her small voice murmurs, "How can I be of service?"
Feeling the fabric of my belt, I say,
"You're not ready for tonight's play."
Her bra slips and rests before her big toe.
She hugs her breasts, keeping her head low.
Midnight bell rings, as the hour is late,
Her eyes unwilling to look up and straight.
The moon looking abandoned by the stars,
The curtains are flung wide apart,
A dozen candles barely fending off the dark.
Deep shadow has fallen on her eyes:
Making her look like a demon in disguise.
"Come kneel before me," I command.
She swallows, seeming stuck where she stands.
A quick hesitant peek,
then she takes a step.
She has such quiet feet—
Light is the way she treads.
Just as her knees drop and slump on the rug,
Traces of her scent make me need her hug.
A little storm of a feeling suddenly surges,
It took a moment of effort to calm the urges.
A tug pulls me toward her, her aroma inviting,
Rosy, ripe lips glisten under the dim lighting.
#rhyme
#justwords
Jumping as a child
The body tired, worn out, and happy
The kind of happy there is when you have no more to give
When all has been sacrificed
That weary smile—what could ever feel better than that
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#small_words
Impossible to explain.
Average person's mind:
Big guy = good fighter
I was very surprised by this call.
Who is Kai? Why is he deemed so deserving of a title shot?
Thoughts only?
No prayers?
Not to be picky, but I've never witnessed somebody use thoughts alone, in such kind of posts.
I've always witnessed thoughts and prayers.
I wonder what them leaving that word out means...
What movie or scene comes to mind when you see this? 👇
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This, ladies and gentlemen, is the face of an ANT.
I have uttered words that humiliated the very people who looked up to me.
I still wonder why I would act in such manner at times, hell-bent on tearing down a person, only to drown in regret after the storm calms.
I have been on the receiving end of such a blow, and anybody who has been on the receiving end quickly realizes that we are weaker than we assume ourselves to be.
Little ole words could turn our face red in seconds, forcing thoughts of vengeance to persist.
We think of all the things we could have said back, all the things we could have done, all the things we want to do and say to them.
Then when our blood inevitably cools, born is an insecure child.
We think again about who we are. We reconsider our worth. Tossing and turning, because no bandage nurses the sting of harsh words.
In all honesty, being kind to the people I love has never been my first instinct. It's not in my nature to pat my brother on the shoulder for scoring a goal,
or to tell my aunt how good she brews the coffee,
or to thank my uncle for being the reason I became a reader.
If only I treated my loved ones, the way I'd treat a woman I'm trying to impress ...
It is indeed easy to be kind and warm to a stranger, and yet here I am, unable to appreciate my own blood, my own kin, my own lifelong friends.
I am happy to have learned that a man is not born innocent—a man is indeed born evil.
I am happy to have learned that evil is the natural state of the mind.
The fact is different from what I used to assume:
Being good is hard work. Being good is learned.
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Words Burn
#small_words
What a piece of art. No wasted movement.
I miss this lad. ❤️