"She held a quite corner in a crowded metro rail as she rallied her mystifying presence with her narrative filled eyes to perfection. The very first time when I found her amid the chaos, she felt to me like an angel sent in disguise. It was her smile, the one which started from her lips and ended with her sparkling eyes, that made me stand in awe and observe her with a kind of serenity I never knew before. However, it only lasted a few minutes as she slowly rolled her eyes towards me, making me look away in haste. I tried to look back at her, I thought may be this time I could smile when she looks at me again but to my disbelief she hadn't moved her eyes away from me. I was stuck in between ...
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1. Name the 5 Wealthiest People in the world.
2. Name the Last 5 winners of Ms. Universe.
3. Name the Last 10 People Who won the Nobel prize.
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The Point is, None of us Remembers The Headlines of Yesterday,
Even Though These People Must be the Best in Their Fields
Awards Are Tarnished and Achievements
Here's another quiz:
Let's see How This Goes:
1. Name 5 Teachers Who Added Your Journey Through School.
2. Name 5 Friends Who Helped You Thru Difficult Times.
3. Name 5 People Who Taught You Something Worthwhile.
4. Name 5 People Who Make You Feel Special.
5. Name 5 People Y...
He sat on that chair overlooking the trees and his garden . After a hard day's toil he would sit on the chair and spend an hour or 2 reading something or maybe simply sitting alone and enjoying whatsoever the view had to offer.
As time began to grow on us, changes became an over night story. We had radio evolving into TV to mp3 players to ipods to cell phones and Internet growing at a pace so fast as fast can be.
We have so much to do now, so much within our hands reach, so much to be done in such little time, we have lost the ability to finish and take a break. The world is moving so fast and to keep up sometimes even our own construct of 24 hours time may not hold good.
So if we were ...
Love is something to be pondered upon.
It is something one must truly think about.
One cannot just simply "go into it",
Oh no, it is more complicated than that.
Love has its consequences and its rewards.
It can either create your castle of contentment,
Or destroy everything that you have always deemed to be true.
Love does not come nor go.
It does not command nor ask gently.
It will not hold back just because you're not ready,
Nor will it push you towards it.
Love has no form nor the ability to whisper your desires.
Through the years people take risks for Love,
And they either come back scarred or don't come back at all.
Love is truly a mischievous and contradicting alien,
"There is no work, not for the dead"
Gouge at my eyes with your claws
make me remorse at what I said.
Tear at my heart
so I can reveal, and remember
the pain I had.
This works when all your silence
has me believe I've been deaf.
Peel away with what is sharp
the bones hard enough
to show that I am still mobile.
I am lost without a way
to know I can force muscle fore.
The ward is flesh infested
by maggots deep, deep inside
writhing at what has been a fester.
Without lungs I can't breathe,
in the pain off of you passing on.
Unto me the dread dressed in,
literary classic authors agony,
left to be alcoholism.
Hide the pain
let it reveal itself, and
I'll make it mine because ...
Greetings my PenPals, and my fellow writers. It aches me and fills me up with sorrow as I write to you all, for one last time. There often comes a time when one has to make a choice. This time it will have to be mine. This shall be my final lettr, for destiny has brought to my enlightenment, a better purpose to solve. I shall be proceeding towards writing my book. Hopefully, God willing, I shall be back.
Here I bow in front of each one of you in apology, and in gratitude. I thank you all for being my support system, being my guide. I thank you for taking time out to read my Lettrs. For the ones who I am personally connected to, feel free to get in touch on my Instagram or...
New Book Update:
I've reached the editing stage for my second book, which will be titled 'Nomads, Pilgrims, Troubadours.' I'm currently transcribing my writings into a single file in order to determine the best flow, and will be trying to group the poetry thematically.
The first editing decision I've made has to do with the overall content. I was originally planning to also include some short stories and some essays in this release; but as I pulled together the poetry I've written since my first book I realized that I have over 200 poems to include. Couple that with the fact that I haven't been able to devote the amount of time I want to the stories and essays and it makes that editorial de...
No había nada más fuerte que tú y yo,
El mundo giraba alrededor de nuestro amor,
Me recargaba en tus brazos y me dabas de tu calor,
Cuando estaba contigo me perdía en nuestro mundo.
Con el tiempo la vida no me hacía entender
Porque nuestro amor había quedado en el ayer,
Es esa duda que yo quisiera resolver,
Y cuando sepa el porque, haré lo mejor para comprender.
Who thought balancing passion and normal basic necessity can be so tough 😜
No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever.
After a long time
My heart started beating
I don't know for whom
Am I dreaming now
Or is it real, It would fall in love
Or just a feeling for someone to
Whom I can woo,
Is this Feeling has a continuous,
Am I really in love,
Does this time will never end up or Henceforward is an awaited happiness,
What will be next?
Something unexpected or
Everything that heals feels within to take me to another world that is known to live for each other in others words is called heart to heart connection forms an eternal love.
She didn't Like His Addiction to Smoking. He Left Smoking. She Left Him.
He was Still Addicted to Something. It Was Her..!!
Quería escribir una prosa, o tal vez un verso.
Quería expresar lo que sentía, hacer arte de mis pensamientos.
Quería dejar volar mi imaginación y que en tinta y papel se plasme mi corazón.
Quise hacer tanto esta noche, pero en lo único que pude pensar, fue en ti.
Am i mad? Or is it that i don't know what i want? I could certanly not mind about the first option, i've always been told that i am mad in my own way, but...not knowing what i want? I don't know what is it like or not till these days, i find myself thinking about someone special for me and then another face apears and then another.
I don't know what to do, thinking of each one makes me have a warm feeling as if i wanted to be hugged, it's funny, i don't quite like hugs, or as if i wanted to talk with then for hours without noticing the day passing by.
There's when i start wondering why i'm so doubtfull, usually i "get focused" in the one i want because i know i want to be with him but now......
"The difference between life and art is art is more bearable."
( Bukowski. )
Dearest Beloved Freedom-Fighters,
I salute you for your courage and bravery to do the impossible! I admire your nobility, chivalry, ideals, fore-sight and resolve. I support your fight for human rights, for change and I stand firm with you on the right side of history in the face of great tragedies, enormous obstacles, conflicts, heavy burdens and hard decisions.
You are your country's and countrymen's crowning glory, magnificent jewels and coveted riches! In you lies the inspiration and new hope for a better tomorrow for which you bestow generously to your children, your children's children and future generations. You give your children the reason for living as well as the rea...
Isn’t it sad when people say things straight to your face that you would have never said if you were them?
Isn’t it sad when people don’t even think once before doing stuff which you would have never done if you were them?
Isn’t it sad when you just can’t retort, thinking your retorsion might upset someone?
Maybe you’re just too good a person or maybe people are too bad for you or maybe it’s all just sad.
I think, it’s all just sad.