Otro idioma; ¿Quizás esta vez mis palabras no se pierdan tanto en la traducción?
- S. Harris
Me siento agobiado, después de tanto tiempo de conocernos creí que sería diferente. No esperaba aquél adiós que tuvimos que afrontar, esperaba que lucharas a mi lado por el amor que sentíamos y que saldríamos juntos adelante. Sin embargo, no fue así, decidiste quedarte con él, con lo poco y casi nada que te daba y a mi, me dejaste de lado. Haciéndome sentir solo, rechazado e inconforme.
Por lo visto, nunca me amaste, ni nunca lo harás. Me quedo con el amor propio que me tengo y decido marcharme, que seas feliz o al menos lo intentes.
Bitácora del Provinciano
Hace dos meses que no le veo. Cuando una amistad que se veía tan bonita se acaba; a todo el mundo le urge un explicación. Te miran con la cabeza gacha, como un perrito abandonado: –¡Cómo que ya no se hablan! ¿Qué pasó?–. Algunos hasta te reclaman: –ay no, me encantaba la equipo que hacían>, como que tu estabilidad es un placer que les estás negado por payaso y orgulloso. les digo.
Aquí es donde la historia se complica. La gente quiere más respuestas, quiere más drama. Yo sólo estoy cansado de ser tan ...
-Forgotten her footsteps-
Slfootsteps trace those forgotten paths,
Some tells me stories of where I've stopped,
Some steps asks me why I'm in pain,
Asking me of hurt I go through
Seeking her once accompanying footsteps.
I haven’t been doing so well lately.
I don’t understand how I got this way. I was fine at the beginning of the year.
It starts as being a bit nervous. Time goes on & my stomach clenches up, I get tense. My heart starts racing & I need to pee. I panic. I need to take deep breaths, remind myself it’s not for much longer. I make garbled small talk with my husband to try to calm myself down.
We’re meant to go down to Calgary this weekend. My husband’s mother flew over from BC. There will be a thanksgiving dinner.
The drive is 3 hours each way, and it is hell. It’s hard to stop on a 110 km/h highway with small towns far and few between.
In all of the classical photos of thanksgiving, there is a...
The longer I spend on my own the less I want to partake in the lives of others or society in general for that matter. This illness has isolated me and I'm somewhat glad it did, I let it, I welcomed it. Maybe it's because I have always felt this way even surrounded by people, I didn't feel like anyone wanted me but rather what they could take from me.
Now this room that used to feel like a tomb has become comfort and safety so much so that I could probably spend the rest of my days here quite contently because I don't have to fight for my place anymore, not like I did out there.
I go outside to the odd enjoyment a concert or a play but don't mistake that for me interacting with surrounding...
Believing is such a powerful thing!
If you really believe it's possible,
It is POSSIBLE!
One second thought and it's gone.
Finishing story Challenge 01
As the night falls, and the cold air cools his face, he allows the tears to run freely. As he looks up to the stars he takes a big breath and sits down on the bench, both hands on his face, thinking when will my turmoil stop. I need to stop overthinking; I love her and I trust her but still, why? Why do I have this feeling? feeling of uneasiness, it's like the calm before the storm.
we laugh together
doesn’t mean that
you know my hurts
i tell you my story
doesn’t mean that
you claim to love me
doesn’t mean that
you’re not the one
actively killing me
You don’t know
any of it.
You don’t know
how much it hurts
You don’t know
how long it stays
You don’t know
how much it takes
You don’t know.
The depth of my pain.
Y justo cuando creía
que era invisible para ti,
descubro que yo era
todo lo que tú podías
y querías ver.
Y es que conozco de portadas: Usted es aquel libro, del cual sus más recónditos capítulos quizás nunca leer podré, aquellos que su magia no cualquier profano puede disfrutar, mas tengo el suficiente intelecto para intuir, saber, que más allá de esa adorable y hermosa portada, hay un infinito más allá...
Bendita mi suerte de encontrarte,
Bendita mi suerte de arriesgarme.
Que suerte la mía
que existes y que me miras,
con la misma intensidad
que yo lo hago.
Bendito sea el coincidir y permanecer.
Si no estás asustado,
no estás arriesgándote.
Y si no estás arriesgandote...
¿Qué carajo estás haciendo?
I search the silence
For my beloved
But no matter
Which way I turn
In this deadly maze
I am forced to stop
So I cannot reach her
As she cries out
From the darkness. JD
*Beyond The Grave*
#SearchTheSilence #OctoberFalls19 poetry challenge
#beloved #MonsterSheWroteChallenge book title poetry
Mi espera, de eterno rostro, en magnitud mis ansias apenas supera. La consecución de ese bienestar que vano es quizás, mas importante es, no es el responsable de estas letras. Mis infinitas ansias son satisfechas con el regreso de ese vuelo, aquel mágico y grácil volar que mi pecho hace vibrar, que mi estructura repara. Y me levanto del suelo, con aquella soltura y majestad que solo conocen quienes resucitan de esa muerte que llaman "tu ausencia". Y aun cuando en mi jardín no habitas, tu cercanía, tu mágico volar, inconmensurable dicha me provoca.
Crawling across the cosmic veil
investigating interstellar secrets
hidden deep within anachronous galaxies
lost to the pulse of history
spread out among the distant nebulae
wondering what lies beneath
the phantom atmosphere
what undiscovered geography
is waiting to be known
at the awakening of alien suns
in the coastal skies
We are the last explorers in flight
challenging the cresting event horizon
and the enveloping chill of the void
Todo en este mundo y en esta vida, es hermoso, incluso tu cabello despeinado o el color canela de tu piel.
I see the heavens in your smile
My paradise in this troubled life
If I could only tell you
What you’ve done for me
And how much your love
Has helped me see
I’ve changed for the good
No more fear, no more doubt
I trust what this love is all about
So I bow to you, a humbled king
Surround by the love
Of his beautiful Queen
-Lion in the Stars
She's a beautiful dreamer with eyes like an angel
A body to die for and a mind just like mine.
She keeps all her thoughts and dreams in a journal
The passion she writes with keeps growing with time.
Sometimes her dreams are playful and vivid
Sometimes her thoughts are scary and dark.
I wish I could be there to help and to heal her
And put back together her sad, broken heart.
If she just lets me in and gives me her trust
I'll hold her together and keep her from breaking.
I've already fallen for her beauty and charm
My mind and my body are hers for the taking.
So my dream girl exists I've finally found her
Scarred and beaten but a spirit unbroken.
She dreams about leaving this world with a ba...
Dear people of the world,
We are all butterflies unable to see our own beauty. Only others can truly see it. If people say you are not beautiful they are the caterpillars who do not see the beauty you posses, only your strangeness in how different you are. That does not mean that your beauty is nonexistent, only that they focus on how you are different and not the beauty and color of your wings.
Love from Ashlee Grace B.
There are three people standing on the top of a mountain. This mountain overlooks humanity and its entirety. They can see time pass, from the cavemen to the astronauts that went to the moon, to the scientist today curing cancer. One of them looks up at the sky and says: "Breathtaking." The only girl of the three tilts her head up too and sighs lightly. She closes her eyes and searches blindly for a hand of the second man. Their hands intertwine and she guides his body closer to her. Finally the last one of the trio aims his eyes at the sky too. There they are, three people, on the top of a mountain, having the possibility to see humanity and its entirety, yet choosing to look at the sky. They...
Forgiveness is a two-way street: whenever we forgive someone, we are also forgiving ourselves.
That air of intimidation blew me over.
The evening grew duskier. My Roman antique clock tick tocked.
The tenor turned cold. My phone kept ringing like one fire alarm. I ignored.
I ran down the staircase, only to be found alone in my home. I panicked.
There was a letter on the diners table. And it read just what happened above. The same lines written down neatly with no signature. I flipped it over. It was plain. Trembled was I.
I opened the door of my store room. The room was organized, like one cleaned up crime scene. But the pungency was hard to ignore.
I blocked my nose and walked further, into the corner of the room. She was there, waiting for me. Lifeless.
You've caught me.
In your bouquet of roses.
In your dance of passion.
In your old French songs.
I smell the roses,
I dance to your song of love.
I smile at the thought of you.
You've caught me.
Please don't give up.
Please don't quit.
Please keep trying.
I know it can be difficult.
I know it can be painful.
But don't give up.
I'm here for you.
At first when I was very very young, I was told that a home is a building you live in. A building made of bricks and cement and doors and windows.
So I loved mine with all my heart. Decorated the walls and the windows with little drawings and stuff. But then one day, I had to leave that house.
As I grew older, I realised that a house becomes a home because of the people who live in it. The memories they create there. The walls and the windows and the doors become witnesses to those memories as they are created, remembered and relived over the years.
So I decided to make a human being my home. For some time it was wonderful. But I always slept with one eye open. There w...
people with broken heart & the ones who tend to break,
His Love Is Accumulating Dust On My Heart. It's piling up. He who walks into my life first decides to run his finger over it. It's hell, hopeless & disappointing when the dust sticks to him & he wipes it off. Even my tears are unable to wash it off.
Loneliness creeps in like a black, disgusting devil but I've rose from the grave, dug in the way of underworld. I'm able to battle with him!
With his love,
There comes a point in your life..
where you feel grateful..
The people around you,
their company, so playful..
the blessings from all,
makes you, so peaceful..
the difficult times you go through,
the learnings, so meaningful..
the happy times you enjoy,
the moments, so cheerful..
the path you choose to travel,
makes this journey, so beautiful..
For all the little things, you experience..
make sure you appreciate and be thankful..
Hello Drew, I wanna say thank you very much that you made this platform for the writers.
I'm a newbie for writing poetry,so I really need this platform.
This lettrs is awesome I really love it!
Thank you so much Drew
Gracias lettrs por pensar en cada uno de nosotros y tomarse el tiempo de leernos y dejar siempre un comentario animandonos a seguir escribiendo
Dear The Head Lettrist,
Greetings! Thank you so much for the warm welcome!
I've been away from the app due to work and god knows what but here I am ready to get back to writing!
Thank you once again.
En la tristeza y el dolor tu Señor me hiciste más fuerte ,
En medio de la batalla , tú eres mi Victoria !
Aunque sienta desfallecer se que en tus brazos halló descanso
Tu eres quien da ese soplo de vida en mis huesos secos,
El que me da aliento , ese que me hace poder respirar profundo y ver que tengo lo mejor ,
Que aún tengo vida ! Y que tú me amado Espíritu Santo eres mi consolador. ❤️🙌
Que tienes el control de todo , Jesús gracias porque en cada letra , en cada canción , me hacer ver y recordar q tu siempre estás a mi lado que jamás volveré a estar sola .
Y que soy Bendecida porque soy tu hija 😌👆🏼🙌🥰
I could have asked for a better partner.
I couldn't ask for a better friend.
I couldn't have wished for a better wish.
The love you give me is so much more then I ever dreamed of getting.
For you I will always be thankful.
You are my light in this tunnel.
You are the person that healing my heart.
One day I will be able to give you what you give me.
Thank you so much for your patience and love.
Today was the beginning of a new chapter. Although when you woke up this morning you didn’t realize how this would change tour life but being able to transport into the present, it allowed you to be more sure of yourself. It gave you this amazing empowerment and it gave you your power back. We as humans have our own natural super powers. We don’t know it and rely on looking at fictional characters wishing we had theirs. But it is within us—it is the matter in which comes once we have faced that fear and claimed it back once we rewired our brain back into the present.
It’s time to let go of the past, move forward and let your past self transport into the present with you...
A la vida por permitirme conocerte, al tiempo por permitirme invertirlo en ti, al destino que tiene una de sus hojas de mi vida escrita con tu nombre, a ti que estás decidiendo tomarme de la mano para no soltarme jamás o hasta que digas suficiente, al amor por definirse en tus ojos, en tus manos, en tus labios, en ti, a la felicidad por mostrarme que contigo puedo sentirla aún más.
Gracias a ti por existir en el espacio tiempo en que yo me he ubicado en este universo.
Gracias a ti porque me estás enseñando que eres lo que mi corazón prefiere para vivir felíz.
Thank you very much for providing a magnificent platform for the world as "Lettrs ".also appreciate your impartial approach towards all pen pals irrespective of their nationalities or differences .i convey my heartfelt gratitude to you for the personal attention which is being drawn by you for the progress of this platform. Wish you best in every endeavor.
My Most Precious and Divine Love,
I am truly in magnificent awe of You
Thank You for safely guiding me thru the tumultuous Storm and heavy Spiritual attacks that rained down in ways unseen
Bless you for placing Angels and Warriors in my path to make it thru to where You want me to be
I have so many emotions flowing thru me I can't even begin to describe them
Please help me to keep listening to Your gentle whispers
I am filled with unfounded Joy of what's to Come
I seek rest under your mighty Wings tonight
I'm so weary My Love
Te veo en mis sueños
Te Amo con Todo de Mi Alma, Mente y Corazón