Greetings to all the ladies of Hive. Hey there beautiful! This is my first time being here in this lovely community, and I would like this first time to leave you a lasting impression of how we, ladies are defined as beautiful.
Have you been feeling down lately? Figuring out how all the girls around you are looking gorgeous and pretty while you think you are not? And the insecurity has grown from a bitter seed into a thorny bush?
Well, without you asking, I have here a pink rose, painted this acrylic on canvas by yours truly. Allow this rose to be a beautiful reminder that we ladies are roses, not defined by thorns, but by their captivating blooms that signify purity and grace. And our sweet scents will live on, lingering in everyone's heart, long after our petals will fall and wither.
It has been raining hard for the past few days. And it also has me pouring down the inevitable emotions and instead of succumbing to the cringing emptiness within, I found myself pouring down the inks of my thought into a piece of words. And here's a piece of reminder for every girl who might ever feel the same.
Life is tough - leaving me asking,
Has it been fair? My mind's questioning,
Endless chaos inside's crawling,
The road taken is long and winding.
This may always seem a messy life,
Painting me with nothing but strife,
And the thorn hurts, it cuts like a knife,
Oh dear, is this what means to be alive?
And suddenly, a thorn was felt,
Hurting every inch of my fingertip,
When will it heal? I cannot wait,
Ohhh life, are you this intricate?
And suddenly I stopped for a while
Saw the buds unfold and it made me smile,
Its fascinating rose was like walking down the aisle,
Hold on dear, it will be worth the while.
The thorns may hurt and hunt our soul,
Break our spirits 'til we stumble and fall,
But hey ladies...let me tell you all,
Like roses bloom - we are beautiful.
"Usahay ikaw makapanguta'g ahat,
Nganu ang kinabuhi puno sa matunok nga saad?
Pero sama sa buwak nga gitanum sa natad,
Ayaw hikalimti --- ikaw maanyag."
From a messy mixture of colors that life has been giving us...
...can turn into a piece of art that can be aesthetically pleasing to the eye. Lo and behold, a fine painting can be done.
The wounds, the scars that have been painted along the way while having the strength to fight with all the thorns of challenges, is a triumphant crown, only those women with a strong heart like you, can confidently wear. Together with the optimistic perspective in life, no matter how scary the battle is, you still strive to pick up the sword and fight. And that for me, is the true essence of beauty, inside and out.
My life's painting is still a work in progress. And I won't stop until I found it hanging in a gallery - together along with the most outstanding masterpieces ever existed on earth.
For now, let this pink rose be a reminder that without thorns, we wouldn't truly appreciate how a rose can be so stunningly beautiful. Behind its mesmerizing chant, are thorns that has taught us to become invincibly tougher, and a incredibly wiser, to play with all of life's mesirable games.
Have a great day beautiful ladies!