Pride... Pride.... Pride... I always think of this word and try to analyze it as much as I can... Sometimes it leads to madness.... when you are picky in everything... when you think through your pride... when you are too full of yourself...When you think you own the world... and whatever you say is approved and liked by everybody around you... as if the whole world is revolving around you... or as if you are the center of universe....
Pride will kill you... but before it kills you... it will lead you to madness... you seemed to me like a beautiful coloured peacock.... looking very good.... but the inside is very rough.... no meat to eat... hehe....
I felt like I was talking to the devil.... with his favourite "vanity" sin.... with his rough voice and bitter talk... with his bloody eyes full of hate and revenge...from kindness and beauty...
Sometimes I feel you like silk... soft and smooth... sometimes I feel you like rock and fire... rough and burning... you confuse me with what you say.. think and act....
Many contradictions in your character...
You are sooo near... and suddenly... you are soooo far....
You are sooo sweet... and in a bit... you are bitter....
You have the angel's kindness and the devil's vanity...
I just want to know WHO REALLY YOU ARE!!!!
Cheers!!!!
2 comments:
Remi I think there is nothing wrong with a little bit of pride, but if someone became full of himself with pride then I think eventually people will start ignoring him or her.
Ahmed Wael
you've touched the untouchable point in mind ........thanx
you are great writter
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