Men. It is often stated that they don't feel, they often hide their feelings to play with others. Some do prove this statement right. But men, they can be your savior, the one who protects you against all odds OR the one you need to be protected from. They can be the ones who understand you the most OR the one who thinks you're crazy. He might be the one who won't let you go to sleep OR the reason you are awake every night, scared. Your forever OR the one that got away. He can be your inspiration OR your cringe worthy downfall.
Multiple roles, right? You might wonder how can I be so sure about it. I've met all these men in my life. We can never generalise them into any one category.
Our generation is constantly running towards instant gratification of needs. Intimacy which earlier was essential has now become a need. Ultimately, it does involve both emotional and physical closeness and openness, and its immediate satisfaction. Intimacy can also be about reaching whole new levels of understanding each other or healing the wounds.
Men and women are mutually involved in such relations but somehow men are constantly depicted as the sexually motivated ones. People need to have a better understanding of what it actually is. The following posts will be an attempt to unfold the truths behind their fickle thoughts.
Multiple roles, right? You might wonder how can I be so sure about it. I've met all these men in my life. We can never generalise them into any one category.
Our generation is constantly running towards instant gratification of needs. Intimacy which earlier was essential has now become a need. Ultimately, it does involve both emotional and physical closeness and openness, and its immediate satisfaction. Intimacy can also be about reaching whole new levels of understanding each other or healing the wounds.
Men and women are mutually involved in such relations but somehow men are constantly depicted as the sexually motivated ones. People need to have a better understanding of what it actually is. The following posts will be an attempt to unfold the truths behind their fickle thoughts.
Being a girl is a really difficult task. There are innumerable struggles of everyday life that we go through. Being a man, on the other side, is not that easy either. A major responsibility with major expectations.
Women want men to express. Whereas, men are the interpreters, they think, but lack in the area of showing. Their feelings are forever in a hormonal cocktail.
Intimacy or getting in touch with raw feelings holds different meanings for men and women. Where women expect deep emotional connections, men expect deeper physical connections.
Everybody wants to live in isolation but also wants the pleasures of feeling at home because of somebody.
All of us bring to our intimate relations certain expectations usually involving undivided attention. All of which results in confusion, hurt, silence that are ironies of modern life.
Having mutual feelings and emotions results in getting emotionally attached to their partner. Not just women but even men indulge themselves in intense talks and thoughts about future. They surrender themselves to their partner completely.
Women want men to express. Whereas, men are the interpreters, they think, but lack in the area of showing. Their feelings are forever in a hormonal cocktail.
Intimacy or getting in touch with raw feelings holds different meanings for men and women. Where women expect deep emotional connections, men expect deeper physical connections.
Everybody wants to live in isolation but also wants the pleasures of feeling at home because of somebody.
All of us bring to our intimate relations certain expectations usually involving undivided attention. All of which results in confusion, hurt, silence that are ironies of modern life.
Having mutual feelings and emotions results in getting emotionally attached to their partner. Not just women but even men indulge themselves in intense talks and thoughts about future. They surrender themselves to their partner completely.
But there is always the other side. Men might feel there's something missing sometimes, there's guilt or just an eagerness to leave. It can be mutual but more often women do expect closeness from men. This arises because men become fearful as to what would be expected out of them once it's over.
If the feelings aren't mutual the deepest and the darkest insecurities comes alive.
Men then want variations whereas women look for quality over quantity.
I was lying on a stained couch watching
Sunset fade away and drown in my eyes.
I would hear her next to me sometimes and sometimes away on the bed.
Naked and wasted we would be transparent just like a morning sky.
We wouldn't share a word sometimes and sometimes we would share a lifetime in a moment.
" when would we end up resting against our hearts? "
She once said
And I drinking from a half empty bottle,
watching her dry lips and her soul dancing on the flood of madness. And there she stood with a silent heart holding the drink of her life for the love of her life in that chaos where everything was burning but not us, we were somewhere, somewhere far away from the delusion of happiness and delusion of sadness.
And suddenly i said " we never have to "
I still wonder what made me say that,
And after I did,
I lit up a half crushed cigarette as the pack was empty.
I went close to her,
Close enough to find my self alive again as
I saw my self floating in her eyes
With a question asked and a life answered.
I kissed her lips,
Drank her neck,
As the evening got closer to us,
Our hearts found a way through the maze of night and there we were again,
Drunk and wasted,
Burning the bed again,
Finding each other till we feel alive in an empty dark frame.
Beautifully written by- @ashu.vats27
Model- @madhav.nandan
Sunset fade away and drown in my eyes.
I would hear her next to me sometimes and sometimes away on the bed.
Naked and wasted we would be transparent just like a morning sky.
We wouldn't share a word sometimes and sometimes we would share a lifetime in a moment.
" when would we end up resting against our hearts? "
She once said
And I drinking from a half empty bottle,
watching her dry lips and her soul dancing on the flood of madness. And there she stood with a silent heart holding the drink of her life for the love of her life in that chaos where everything was burning but not us, we were somewhere, somewhere far away from the delusion of happiness and delusion of sadness.
And suddenly i said " we never have to "
I still wonder what made me say that,
And after I did,
I lit up a half crushed cigarette as the pack was empty.
I went close to her,
Close enough to find my self alive again as
I saw my self floating in her eyes
With a question asked and a life answered.
I kissed her lips,
Drank her neck,
As the evening got closer to us,
Our hearts found a way through the maze of night and there we were again,
Drunk and wasted,
Burning the bed again,
Finding each other till we feel alive in an empty dark frame.
Beautifully written by- @ashu.vats27
Model- @madhav.nandan
