Natasha ryan
Bio
uniquely created to be different.... challenging myself and others around me to be different.
Stories (4/0)
In There Words
"A great society will make a greater American" unknown author When a man sees man just as a man and not his skin of color, and justice be given to every man just as you would a brother. The blood that is spilled on the battle field has just one common color, If we are to have a better world we must treat each man as a brother. For the cause of a better world I take my stand I plant my feet beneath the American Flag. Democracy for all is Gods command.
By Natasha ryan2 years ago in Motivation
As it was
The moment you locked eyes with mine I just knew that I didn't stand a chance. The passion in your touches, the shivers my body felt with every embrace. I remember every whisper, every moment you showed love, every time you showed you truly cared. Life was moving so quickly, I prayed for it to slow down. I learned to cherish every memory we made, looking back it gives my soul peace right now.
By Natasha ryan2 years ago in Poets
Black&White
The two most important jobs or roles in this world are that of a mother and of a father. How more important could teaching and protecting another life until their able to do so on their own? There is nothing that matters more than a human beings ability to thrive and carry out their divine purpose.
By Natasha ryan3 years ago in Families
Unspoken Words
Imagine a universe completely absent of color, dye, and stain... can you think of anything more depressing than waking up to a world that's been disguised in opaque. Everyone transparent exposing their truths, lies, leading straight to their shame, is it possible for one's soul to thrive with no color ever known? Does the spirit ever heal after the first love breakup? Where from the beginning everything went wrong. Can a person with mental illness ever stand tall, push through and when necessary live life alone.There is something hypnotic about that red, burnt orange glow dancing inside that uncontrollable fire that humbles a man only he himself has read his story and it will be forever untold. One harsh word could quickly transform a crisp blue sky to a most awful color grey, one bad intention swiftly shoos away green vegetation and any left over resentment or anger helps keep it away. The purples and violets are carefully placed, trouble with that is knowing what time to enjoy them and when its time to let go and walk the other way. If you notice purple always precedes the turqoise and blues, some can lighten the spirit and may even bring closure and justice to others suffering and grieveing.... but its difficult sometimes to edit the dark, as the color wheel fades it leaves the behind the navies, and royals and the blackest of onyx where no man has ever been known to go. The browns were never forgotten they just happen to come before the red, oranges, and yellows, way back then when everything was brand new. We all know that story... lets not forget about the pinks and the magenta who miracuosly made it through.
By Natasha ryan3 years ago in Poets