To the senstive self


 
Too many times
I was told I am too sensitive

Too many times
I was told I need to man up

Too many times
I was told to shake it off and not feel a thing

Too many times
I was told being this sensitive would not help me with 'real world'

however,
Too many times
The people who say this are the 'real world' i live in

Too many times
They had the power to heal with words but choose to hurt

Too many times
I tried ignoring my sensitivity that enables me
to empathize
to understand
to feel
to learn
and to forgive

Too many times
its my sensitive self that helped me to be gentle to others
and to bring back my righteousness even when others least deserved it

For the first time
I realized today, sensitivity is my virtue
being sensitive is not my curse but my blessing
and by accepting myself and being my sensitive empathic self
I can be of service to others and enable them to be truer to their self
heal where it needs healing
and love the unloved parts in myself and in others

For the first time
I own my sensitivity without shame.


Comments

rafi said…
very touching, never knew you write this good, keep it up buddy :)
10:29 PM
Ramesh said…
After one and a half years - welcome back Sri ! A nice verse to mark your comeback.

Hope you are doing fine and will see more posts from you. And please be as sensitive as you are - empathy is one of the greatest of human traits.
10:43 AM
sri said…
@ Ramesh

hello Ramesh
You have always been my faithful fan , insanely nice like a canadian
I am in canada now my friend.. with my loved one and life is so good
its nice to see your comment.
Writing has always been one of my way out of insanity that i keep seeing in this life again and again
and my writing skill.... a virtue that seem to have a mind of its own.


@ Rafi

Thanks so much buddy , sure would try
4:33 AM
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