Hold on

Broken or stuck,
full of love or out of luck,
in love or out of lust,
You are strong
no matter where you are.

The road that seems to run
endless course,
It won't last forever,
So I need you to hold on.

I won't insult you by using
the words "Be strong"
because you have no other option
but to be bold,

But I will tell you this,
You are truly awesome,
And I know that
you will weather this storm.
Hold on, just a bit longer,
One day, Oh who am I kidding,
One day is too far away,

Hold on,
tomorrow may be a better day.

You are in charge of your own smile,
your own happiness,
your own soul.
Being independent isn't just a fancy word,
it's a full description of a human,
who holds their own.

To be broken and independent
isn't such an easy task,
sometimes it's ok to pick out
your own flowers
and put on a mask.

Mask of independence and strength,
mask of courage and hold it until the end.
Sometimes your own pick me up is all it takes,
as full six months approaches,
I will pick up as many flowers as my heart demands.

Strong and beautiful,
we shall keep the words,
as the world moves on,
ours grieves more.

Strong and beautiful,
keep it until the end,
six months have almost passed and....

The words can't explain the love that I have to send.

Yours truly,

Anida M.

* This is in memory of my most perfect little man, my son, Adam, whose life came to an end before it even began, but the love that we shared will never see it's end. It will live on in the song and in the words, in my heart where it will forever live on.

Because of you

       Because of you, I've realized that temporary pain doesn't matter,
and permanent pain will make you stronger if you fight for yourself.

 Because of you, I've realized that true strength is only shown when tested,
you never know how strong you are until you've reached the highest level of pain.

  Because of you, I've realized that love is much more powerful than we know,
that we don't have to be with the person to love them eternally and with all of our heart.

        Because of you, I want to reach for better places,
because you're in the best of them all.

        Because of you, I've learned to be gentle with myself,
If I'm not, then who will be?

         Because of you, I've learned to pay attention to the smallest details,
they may become your sweetest and cherished memories.

         Because of you, I've learned to look at this life in a different way,
cherishing the laughter, joy and live in the moment.

         Because of you, I've learned the new meaning of being positive,
It's easy to be positive when life is good, but being positive when you've lost, is a blessing.

  Because of you, I have truly learned the meaning of "you can't escape your destiny"
but you can respond to it with faith, love and courage.

         Because of you, I've learned the power of a prayer,
and His Love for me.

         Because of you, I will be a better and stronger person,
All because of little sweet  YOU!

Sweetest Perfume

How I wish I could freeze the time,
the moment that I held you,
and you were all mine.

I would take the feeling of holding you,
mix it with the feeling of loving you,
add the date and time,
create the sweetest perfume
and call it " Angel of Mine"

So each time I miss you,
I could spray some in the air,
Remember what it felt like
that moment that I held you
  My Sweet Little Man,

You are the sweetest little man,
that I have ever met,
our nine months were beautiful,
you gave me courage and strength.

So little time we shared,
but it is the most amazing feeling
 I ever got from any man.

You may have been little,
and your tiny little feet never
touched the ground,
but to me you were the strongest
and most amazing human,
and you never even made a sound.

I love you my little man,
until the day I take my last breath,
Every moment with you, I will never forget.

Every rose, has her thorns

The weaker sex they say...
the delusion that they portray
about a woman about the queen
she gave birth to a man,
but she, the weaker sex, she will be.


To the foolish man that thinks that she's the weaker one,
 have you ever thought if she's so weak
why does she gets to be the one, that carries the child,
 the one that takes care of me,
 the one that I relay on my whole life,
 without her I would not even be me?

Oh physically she's weaker!
 No, you foolish man, she's stronger than you,
 her body is made to carry you, your child, your grandchild,
your whole ancestry in her wonderful womb.
She cries, therefore she's weak,
if you lived a life in her shoes,
all you would do is weep.
Every woman needs a man....
Wait just a second,
 didn't that get proven wrong when God gave Mary a son without a man??

The foolish mind that thinks that she's of the weaker sex,
 always marries the one that he thinks he can manipulate.
Don't be fooled by the queen that you think you can torture,
she will get hers back and it may just cost you a fortune.

Never think you own her because
 before you know you will be running errands, all for her.
Never take her for granted, she's a unique creature,
if she likes to be submissive to you don't take advantage of that feature.
Get complacent and she will be looking for your replacement.
You foolish man who thinks she's the weaker one,
 never forget that you are brought into this world by a woman.
Anytime you find your self tripping over that,
talk to your mother and listen to her labor pain.
If you ever find yourself in a position to take your anger on her, stop ,
 think, and wonder, if this is the key to my own generation,
why do I want to hurt her with my frustration.
Very often people say it's a lot harder to raise a daughter,
what if she marries the wrong man, what if he tortures her...
 Foolish people only think this way,
if I ever have a son, I will worry more for him,
 what if he marries a woman that can crush him and maker him suffer in pain.

Never pity a woman no matter what situation she's in,
 pity a man that pushes her to the line that wears so thin...

Next time you look at her as a weaker sex,
imagine your mother and think, would I think of her the same way??

Share the pain
share a stain,
share the color
share a vein,
share the sun,
share a mom,
share the issue
share a tissue,
share what you like,
share what you love,
share everything and
you're never going to be alone.

The Circle

Being me that's all I can be
it's been that way since the first day...

Is that real events or is it just
letters, posted on this world of delusions...

Delusions and reality it's all getting blurry
like a beautiful painting of a tired painter
who doesn't know whether to paint a sunset or a sunrise,

Sunrise, the beautiful feeling of waking up and being
grateful for everything that you have been given and taken from,
waking up in a certain state and still wanting to keep smiling,

Smiling, that contagious disease that is the best medicine
in this world, it is the only free medicine,
so why are we so selfish with it?

Selfishness,
I am grateful I never understood it,

Understanding life,
Simply setting REAL expectations from people and life,
opening those beautiful eyes
and stop living in a dream world....

Dream world..... only good for setting goals
for life's achievements,
Dreams do come true but the difference is in details....

Details, those important moments,
details, how many relationships have you taken,
how many jobs have you ruined,
how many people have you killed,
how many educations have you destroyed,

So when asked why do I pay attention to
every little detail,
because details will either make you or break you.

Oh that beautiful mind,
that wonders so beautifully
like a beautiful butterfly on
field full of daisies and dandelions
that flies so freely from flower to flower

Flower, never stop giving flowers to
your dear friends,
they may just be the key to a beautiful relationship,

Relationships, the key that makes the world go around
and unites us all......