If there were no time, no sense of beginning, no worry of ending.... Would the quality of life be as well as the quantity?
Would we understand the value of a moment?
Would we feel the magic of a kiss?
Would we know the significance in our ability or seize the opportunities otherwise we'd miss?
Would we whiteness a miracle of a first cry?
Or a rebirth on a Sunday morn?
Would we love with all we have?
Would we even try?
Would our choices reflect life lived?
Or would we merely exist....
Would we put off till tomorrow
Or give in to what we couldn't resist?
There's significant in this concept ;
Thought not all of us can see.
Time isn't quantity we're given,
But of the best Quality that a...
Even in a mobile medium letters are meant to last, in space and time, heart and mind.
Thanks to everyone who has helped us power the lasting messages of the next generation.
We will always be here.
Dearest Lettrs Community:
This Tuesday evening, I reflect on the handfuls of brilliant letters Ive read. I recall some full of heart wrenching grief. Some are phenomenally written in stanzas and rhyme. Others speak of heroic characters that victoriously overcome ugly demons. I read so many and truly escape my reality.... Into the utmost enjoyable journey. You all continue to inspire me!!
I only wish that I could write as well!
Find your truth within! Ruthlessly seek after it, devoting yourself to it's wisdom and guidance. Only then, will you life your most fulfilled and fruitful life. It's only YOUR truth that matters after all!
My heart's burning
And the heat burning your soul
You'll crave for love
But I'll have nothing left to give.
I keep an old windup clock
on the nightstand by my bed
to scare away the thoughts
that creep eerily through my head.
I don't need it for the time--
in fact, it's never right;
but the crisp 'tick' of foreign gears
distracts the silence in my mind.
Nighttime is the worst--
each blinking of my eyes
flashes bloodcurdling scenarios:
regrets projected slide by slide.
Now I lay me down to weep
I pray tonight I'll get some sleep
May the ticking of the clock strike true
And nightmares never come to you.
इन तमाम दर्दों के बीच
धड़कता यह दिल बेपरवाह
आँसू टपके इन आँखों से तो
बने वो मरहम हर ज़ख़्म पे
थोड़ी सी जो ज़िंदगी बची हैं तो
सिर्फ़ उन भटकते यादों के तले
In between these hurting pains
This heart beats as if it doesn't care
Those tears fall down the eyes,
And turn into elixir to heal those wounds
If even a bit of life sustains,
It's in shelter of those wandering memories
Those tears dropped from her cheeks, steady flow of anguish. When words fail to release the tangled web of confusion, she settles in from of her window...
... and picks up her paint brush...
She begins her strong, ruthless slashes... fire like colors and every shade in between. Allowing herself to be the paint, the technique of her strokes, .... gasping as this creation submerges her in the storm within her soul... slowly... the strokes lighten and begin to fade. Slowly, she catches herself focused on her heartbeat.. and slowly, her tears stop... and she feels emptied!
ALIENS ARE AMONG US LOVELIES!
WE ARE DYING EVERYDAY DON'T YOU SEE, YOU SEE, YOU SEE
as the aliens arrive, closer and closer will we be to the truth.
RISE AND SHINE
SMELL THE ROSES, THE COFFEE, THE LIES, BABY DOLLS!
TODAY IS THE DAY.
and the closer we are to the truth, the closer we are to dying. today is the day we DIE LOVELIES PAY ATTENTION.
today is the day we die.
and you will smile wide just like we practiced, correct?
and you will curtsy with a perfect posture just like we practiced, correct?
today is the day, oh lovely lovely day.
THE DAY IS HERE!
rise and shine lovelies!...
Writing a letter itself is a great feeling, that to writing a good for good people like you is my pleasure.
Thanks for giving that pleasure.
We run with the wind at lettrs.
Thanks to an incredible base of letter writers across the world.
What FAITH can do?
Up until now, I wonder how faith can move mountains, how faith produces the impossible, and how miracles are just around the corner.
But I realized, I should not really think of how it happens. Beyond what the physical eyes can see, the power of the supernatural prevails.
Things happen because I believed that it is possible. It is because I believed that having faith pushes me to my next level. Even if I don't see things, still, I'll hold on to it believing that one day, my FAITH MAKES IMPOSSIBLE POSSIBLE.
Life isnt fair to us all the time,
Life doesnt start at zero for all,
Some are born with a silver spoon,
Some born craving for atleast a meal a noon.
While its worse when its only rags for one,
The one in riches has no reason to not spend it all.
I often envy those who have the best at thier feet,
A lot of us struggle everyday, on our feet.
While some may say, hardwork is route to success,
Many of us spend all our lives working hard,
Hardwork not always takes us where we want to,
But have we got any other option to seek to?
A billion of us sapiens in this world,
Each in a world of their own troubles,
Working hard, working all their might,
We falter, alter and cater to needs around us,
She blends in with the crowd, introversion at it's finest. In her heart, feeling the tears swell up in her throat, she aches for the recognition she deserves. It's a constant battle, her complex character, but that's what makes her beautiful!
I am a national treasure,
and I will not
be buried again.
- the poetry bandit ©
To the love of my life for an amazing 21 years. I can't wait to be with you my love and hug you tight. I want to kiss you infinitely like we used to do in the summer nights... en el parque del retiro en Madrid.
Miss you today.
Seeking Digital Penpals:D
I'm a girl with a heart for travel!! I see pictures of so many beautiful places, places I don't know if I'll ever see. I'm curious and hungry to learn about them. I would like to find Penpals that would like to write me here, in Lettrs. I prefer females; sorry fellas!! Anyone who would like to write back and forth please comment on this letter.
Pain and my Life🖤
Lots of pain has come across my path. I never sought after it; it just found me. On the other hand, much happiness and profound bliss has planted it self in my memories. While growing up, I didn't really understand emotions or that it was necessary to regulate them. I didn't understand what mine were or if they were OK. The emotional maturity has been a long process.... and I'm still learning. That's the answer but I have chosen as the kindest thing that I can do for myself when I am in any emotional physical or mental pain: grow!
Insanity is defined as doing the same thing over and over expecting different results. That is not the definition for which...
Ten things that make me smile:D
1. My girls' laughter and playing together.
2. A perfect cup of coffee
3. Tender kiss from my boyfriend
4. Reunion of loved ones