Skin Color

Skin Color

Skin color. It had always been an argument between society. It was always a big deal. Can’t we just respect someone and not bother them. Is that too hard to do?

Skin color does not define us. Our personality and attitude does. Being nice to someone doesn’t cost anything. Being kind is free. We just need to open our heart to everyone.

No one deserves to be humiliated and hated for their color. We are all the same. All of us cane from our mother’s womb. All of us were given a chance of life. We are all equal and no one is above another—only God.

We were born to help and love each other. We were born as brothers and sisters—not biologically but spiritually. Skin color is not something to be judged about. It is not something to be laughed at. Love the differences of people. 

Never be ashamed of your color. You are different, and that’s what makes you stand out. You are beautiful. You are gorgeous. You are simply amazing.

The Big Day

The Big Day

You we’re so close,

Just a few steps away from me.

You were wearing a beautiful, elegant, silky fabric drizzled with glitters and shining diamonds.

I couldn’t stop staring at you.

You were —still are— beautiful.

Those shining eyes locked with mine. I had no clue, something tragic was bound to happen.

I didn’t know that, those beautiful and kissable pink lips will let out words that can destroy something precious I possess.

You destroyed and broke my heart.

You told me,

“I can’t marry you. I love someone else.”

You left, ran.

When it was finally the time,

You, chose to let go

And start again

With someone new.

But what hurt most,

Is you ran along side

My brother, hand-in-hand.