When I SAW her, I got the
IDEA to write about her.
When I TALKED to her, I got the MOTIVATION to write about her.
When I LOVED her, I got the INSPIRATION to write about her.
When I LOST her, I got the
TIME to write about her.
Be sensible tonight ,
Lock the door ,
Come little closer ,
Push her slowly on the floor,
Uncover the clothes,
To be naked and touch each other's soul,
Draw a line or else get ready for more,
Kiss and laugh uncontrolled,
As desire to love is endless and wish for only more and more,
Every stroke will make her heart warm as she made her first and last love with him , only him ...
Yes i do
I do talk to myself
At nights when am drunk
And at nights when am drugged
I talk to you
By searching you within myself
I find you not
Anywhere out but within me
I pretend to be you
The you i always wanted you to be
The you you really never were
The you that always pretended
To have my companionship
To fill the emotional void
Someone else created in your heart
You pretended to be what you werent
But theres a thing i do everyday
I talk to you
By becoming you
When am drunk
And when am drugged!
I miss you, my Rockstar,
I miss the music you play on your guitar,
I miss the hummings you make while writing a song,
I miss the words you sing while you're in bliss,
I miss your vibrant energy after a gig,
I miss the hearty laughs you have when we joke,
I miss the lullabies you sing while you stroke my hair,
I miss your warm hugs, whenever I'm sad,
I miss the long hours of shopping while I watch you pick your clothes.
I miss the time you give to the both of us, it was limited and I cherished it a lot.
You were my perfect Prince, yet you betrayed me.. And you left me picking up my broken pieces just like a song being stripped off it's chords..
I miss you? NO! I just miss my unbroken...
From the shadows to the soul,
I will love more .With the darkness , the temptation of revealation of secrets between us will be even more.
Our bare bodies will explore the with tenderness of dove that floats, with love soul to soul , your's and mine forever .
As the clock struck twelve
Marking the beginning
Of the new day
I felt it
The way your name
didn't taste the same
Instead it tasted like
That old glass of whiskey
Which wasn't enough
To get me drunk anymore......
La vida es como la arcilla donde esculpiremos nuestro ser.
Somos nuestra propia obra de arte.🤗
Vivir es ya saber.
No es cierto que primero tengas que saber para luego vivir.
La vida pone en tu camino situaciones que has de vivir por primera vez. Quiero decir que lo que vivimos siempre es nuevo para uno, pues no lo hemos vivido antes. No hubo una vida antes de esta. Esta es la única vida y es nuestra vida. Y así tenemos que vivirla, como lo mas preciado.
Nuestra vida es la fuente dorada de todo saber.
Somos nuestro propio saber.
You know I never really had a father. I mean yeah, I had my mother who played a father role as she carried on her role. And yeah I had uncles, older cousins, friends of my mom and my grandpa, but still, I never had a father. When I was younger, I thought I had one, but you see, he grew weary and ready for change. So as the seasons shifted, so did he, from one woman to another. Bringing not one but two beautiful boys into this world. And with those creations and new life with a new wife, there goes “that guy”. No love lost but no love gained. It was at that moment I realized I would never abandon my child. I wouldn’t be known as a deadbeat dad. I would never be “that guy”. I would never be ina...
Iam writing this because my death is destined in few days.
It's been a very short period from the time we first met. I came into your life and gave you a surprise chills. You welcomed me with your smoking blush. You started enjoying my company untill I came closer to you.You started changing. You tried avoiding me. Knowingly Befriended the one's whom I hate. The closer I came, the more fire you put around you, burning my life. The more I tried hugging you, you build a heat wall between us. The morning cries of mine blurred your vision and so you began hating me. The silent nights without you made me more cold. You also started blaming me for the sickness which I never caused you. Yo...
"You realize how much you truly miss someone when something happens. Good or bad, and the only person you want to tell is the person who isn't there."
Sitting in the corner of my room
Everything is reminding me that I need you
Only if you knew, I'm falling into pieces while you sleep
I need you the most when I lose my smile
You been away from me for so long, I dont think I can carry on
I feel like I'm breaking down
I'm trying to pick myself up piece by piece
Even though it hurts in this moment
The pain never goes away
know that I miss you
Missing everything you do
The things you do just to see me smile
I miss you, I'm saying it with my heart
As I fall apart
Sunshine pierced my skin
and rewrote my definition over
All those new phrases praising my soul
from fingertips to my hairdo.
Leaves blew a kiss at me and
pleasant voices of the river wrapped
my mountains of melancholy.
I felt so blissful how these clouds
adored my gait.
When hurricane of your dark spell
was calling me but I kept
So I erased every touch of yours
by the dawn
And upon that carpet of tears
I watched my inner queen
Unfortunately the heart can want, when all the while the mind knows better.
If this world demands I shed my blood, I hope you are the reason that I bleed.
Perfect by P.o.N
You’re eyes are a gateway
Stars placed in your gaze
Your beauty catches my eye
I wait through the countless days
The day that I meet you
Will be a day of embrace
All I wish now is to see
A in-person glimpse at your face
Your voice is soft
As soft as your hands
Playing my harp strings
My countless small strands
Your figure is perfect
Created by the angels above
All we will share
Is pure and authentic love
I feel it,
When he gives me a rose,
When he gives a peck on my nose.
When he hugs me tight,
When we aimlessly fight,
When we lovingly cuddle,
When we slyly jump into a puddle.
When he acts funny to cheer up my mood,
When he aimlessly tries to be rude.
When he sings lullabies to make me sleep,
When he piles up candies in a huge heap.
When he serves breakfast in bed,
When he is shy and his cheeks turn red.
When he runs his fingers through my hair,
When he subconsciously begins to stare.
When he dances like crazy,
When we smirk and act very lazy.
When he wakes me up in the morning,
When he teases me for snoring.
When he cares about my well being,
When he tells what i'm doing even without seei...