Rich blue waters show a deep search for the words we thirst for, lurking deep beneath the coldest currents and provoking our irresistible desires to swim - and die - down there, frozen but found once that secret light appears.
Burnt in the ashes of you,
Flames I remain.
-Sun, in love with the phoenix! 💛
The Crackhead. 🙃
There used to be a gardener who was asked to take care of a garden full of roses. He was thrilled to take up the job as roses are beautiful to look at and are pleasant fragrance-wise. As soon as he took up the job of taking care of the roses, he often started getting injured due to their thorns. People visiting the garden, meanwhile, continued to praise the roses as they grew well under the new gardener's care. Everyone except the gardener was happy. The gardener went to the owner of the garden and asked to release him of this duty.
The owner replied, "See, you are the only one who is intimately attached to the roses and are hugely responsible for their awesome growth. The people w...
Looking at life being progressively harder as the years fall in pain
The downhill slide pulled with changes so even familiar can't feel the same
Is it a twist of the mind or maybe pieces of shattered dreams
All I know is I counted on what your love would mean
Our love is gone
Our love is over
And now I have to learn to let you go
Ive awakened to the rapture
It's armageddon day....
Cause it will always be
All of time without you
Now I'm starting to move again toward rebuilding a different life
Some days I can pull off a few smiles a laugh, still guilty pain cuts me like a knife
I have my goals and raw ambition I need some power to suc...
I was growing slowly,
Like a lily in bloom,
Like storm you came,
And marked my doom..!
Your drops were like blows,
Your cloud stole my sun,
I searched for escape,
Alas! There was none..!
You snatched away my beauty,
I gasped for breath,
You squeezed out life from me,
And smiled upon my death..!
Silent is the night, and lonely is the day. Your heart is cold and bitter, your hair is golden grey.
You've been up and down the dirt roads, and sailed the seven seas. You've helped so many people, yet none you seem to please.
You're lying in a hospital, you know you're dying too. While life outside lives on, and the sky is shining blue.
People say go on and end it, pull the plug right now. Why are they do brutal, have they lost their hearts somehow?
I say just let them live, for we only have a few. And we must remember, ol' folks are humans too.
I know that's what it is;
deep down, underneath it all.
I try to hide it, but it's there.
Right to the gut.
I can't eat, so nauseous.
Everyone else, so normal.
It's a cinderblock,
Tied to my outstretched limb,
Clambering for a lifeline.
Eyes widen awake, struggling. Gasping for breath.
I felt a bit nostalgic after I read one of the letters today about summer vacations. Apparently it's at different times in different places in the world. And I realized that I haven't had a summer break in forever, after all, once you finish college and start working, you'll never ever get 2 months break anymore.
I know that there are a lot of people here who are still in school or college, and then there's others like me who might have forgot what it's like to have a summer vacation. Time to write a letter and let us know, how you spent your vacations this time around, for those of you whose vacations are coming to an end. As for the rest, you can share one of your fondest memories ...
IS PERCEPTION REALLY REALITY?
Our identity is largely based on perception, how the world views us. For this week's writing topic we ask you to write an Open Letter first honestly describing who people think you are, the perception of you in the eyes of others, and then compare it to who you know you are, how you think of yourself.
Putting these two different perspectives on the page will be an exercise in reflection:
-Do you see yourself as the world does?
-Can you be who you know you are?
Tag your letter "MyReality" written exactly as is to qualify for a chance to be a featured writer next week.
My eyes open wide,
when I see you, I smile inside
I take life for a ride,
when i know that you would walk beside.
I jump to my feet,
when you say, you want to meet,
you are my true retreat,
with you I just go offbeat.
you have true insight,
when I am low, you just talk right,
you make me see beyond my sight,
and usher my spirits with your light.
You are fierce and outright,
even when you knw that the situation is not right,
You make me realize that I am a sensitive knight,
and I don't give up, I fight.
Your persona is my motivation,
and you can pull me out of my mental hibernation
You are my true revelation,
my heart's longing inspiration.
She hid behind the curtains
And then she cried,
With that rushing water she let go
Her eyes knew how to lie
She got back to her work
With completely lost motivation
She appreciated each one
With a whole lot suffocation.
On such days
I miss you even more
I feel like crying out completely
I feel like bursting from the core,
No I don't know
If I will even be fine today
I wish you were here right now
I wish you forever stayed!!
I bow down to you Lord. I praise your holy name. I give to you my life right now. I'll never be the same.
For you've given unto me"my Lord". Everything I desire. You've helped me through my hard times. And set my soul on fire.
You'd help me when I'd stumbled. Picked me up least I'd fall. Your son gave his life for me. So to you I give my all.
You help the weak and lonely. And all those that loose their way. I can't wait to meet you face to face.And in your presents always stay.
PROMPT : I'LL BE FINE.
I've been binge watching this show called 'Please like me'. And every episode starts with a different opening but always the same song.
It's called " I'll be fine" by Clairy Browne & the bangin' rackettes. The title already tells you what the song is about.
Now I want you to write a short song(or poem) to yourself saying it'll be fine. Then one day, when you need it, you can read it to yourself.
Tag your letter 'music' and leave a comment below when you're done.
Her mom's almonds keep her remembering unwanted memories, hitting her with memory torrents..
Amnesia came to her rescue, bringing a smile on her crying face..
#almonds #memories #amnesia #smile
The emergence of Lettrs reminds me of a State Department program started by President Eisenhower called "People to People". Reaching out across the globe to share ideas and experience. I spent several months in Kenya in 1980 building a sport program within People to People
Lettrs now allows the program to stay alive once again through the growth of modern communications. We all are now only a few seconds of time away from each other.
People to People once again!
Walking in the sidewalk,
With my arms crossed
And thousand of thoughts flooding my mind
Soft breeze brushing my hair off my face
As I went on
Walking to my favourite garden.
Sleeping in the lap of the nature with a mild scent of orchids and tulips
I realised the very essence of life.
Listening to the poetry of nature
Sung by the birds
Hummed by the leaves.
Living for others is the rule of nature
Like the sun never shines for itself
And the flower's aroma is not for it to take a sniff.
But change is the purpose of life.
A caterpillar transforms into a beautiful butterfly
And cub grows up to become a magnificent lion with a mane
Denoting it's superiority.
Change is not served on a plate of gold...