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 ...
" It's only us"
No one could see us
So no one knows
what is in between us
I have fallen in love with you and
you have fallen in love with me
We both fell in
love with each other
so from you & I
we to us
So "it's only us."
Llena de belleza negra
Pura y sin filtros
Recién salida de las venas
recibida por ángeles
Criada por demonios
Viviendo el sueño
Letter for my bff.
I used to meet her everyday and talk about food and life.
Then we got some stay and we started meeting over calls and talked about food and life.
Later in life we'll get stable then also we'll meet somehow to talk about food and life.
Because that's how we escape each other from moments of anxiety and adapt ourselves with the surroundings.🌼🌈
You asking, "Why me?"
Me, looking into your eyes
You were found, sunshine
Rays seeping through cracks; gently
Shining in my soul.
Clipped wings freed; self-doubt
Embraced - your hands intertwined
Mine: never alone.
Passionate love made
Always a dance for two; glee
Etched - soul and body.
Giving and taking,
Never selfish; you provide
Faith I have renewed
Steadfast devotion, coursing.
Evoked: I become better,
With rhyme or reason
Simply I utter, "Because,"
Looking at you close.
"Because I love you."
I will love you with my best,
It was an amazing morning. Like the sun was playing with the clouds and asking them to make a rainbow! Everyone was busy with their daily schedule. Reading newspaper, listening to music, getting ready for work or exercising. No one tried to see him. He was just sitting on the chair in that old garden. Everyone was passing by but no one thought of sitting and asking about his silence. He was quite. Really quiet but there was a storm in his heart! His face was pale and he was emotionless. His eyes were down and he wasn’t moving.
Clouds finally decided to rain and people started running to take a shelter. Children started playing in this beautiful rain and start...
When I started to write, I never thought that it would become in my favorite hobby.
Now I can feel the ink flowing on my veins and I definitely like it ✌️
I understand now. And I won't let them win. I will destroy them from the inside. I will take whatever I need to be happy. I will not ask. I will not wait. It's now or never.
I am not dead therefore the fight is not over. I am walking on a path made of my ancestors' souls and they gave their life so I could be free. I owe it to them. I shall be. I shall believe.
I do not need to be wolf nor a lion. I will be me and I will be the best soldier that I can be. I will use my words to set the voiceless free; I will use my voice to save the weaklings. I will fight the unfairness of this whole Society.
My life needs to be great so my kids can have a greater one. Good people rising good kids. This ...
People still call me old school.
Lol! because I still believe in respect, loyalty, trust, emotions, love and friendship.
I don’t mind being old school even in today’s world when I know I still choose people the same old way. Same level of understanding, thoughts and mutual agreement of being together.
I still have the same heart I was born with and I’m still very possessive about the people I care about! I think that’s what you call a personality.
Sometimes I’m still afraid of getting along with new people. I don’t get along so easily. Because I’m still afraid of loosing people from my life but unfortunately I see people cheating, lying and making fun ...
"Inspired by MLK Theme Paper."
"WEAKNESS VS STRENGTH".
The more you look at your weakness
The less you get to know about strength,
If you keep looking at your weakness
Then you will fall down and people will walk on you to crush you and make you feel like
you can't do anything in life,
They will criticize you, they will make your mind with full of negativity and lastly, they will leave you by saying
"You are fit for nothing" and will show you the way that you look through the weakness.
So it's on you, what you want for self,
A weakness or strength.
If you want to do something in life
Then go for the strength, it is the best option to choose to defeat anything at any time.
stay strong an...
Open your heart. Let the love in. Even if it hurts, let it break you. Let it leave you an empty shell. And when you finally pull yourself from the shadows of all that could've been and the reality of all that isn't - do it again. Let love in. Let it wash over you like a sinner's prayer. Hear the bells toll as you stand and mourn those who live in fear of never falling. For that is the true tragedy of heartbreak - to permit the actions of fools to dictate your joy. Demand better. Settle for nothing. But until the moment your heart no longer pumps, let love in. Always let love in and let it break you. The pain you feel will never stop chasing perfection. The edges will be jagged. The pieces may...
Un escritor puede quedarse sin eacribir ,Pero no porque no tenga palabras , la motivacion o la inspiracion . Al escribir reparte su sentir Al mundo .
Pero Cuando calla o deja de escribir es porque quiere que ese sentimiento se quede en El por un ratito , que le queme por dentro ,que le agite El corazon ,que le acelere la mente al punto que quiera estar tan vivo como esas palabras que vibran dentro de El .
the sky burns an unfamiliar
summery light in the midst of winter-
captured by your dance of unravelment-
revealing the world beneath
your fingertips, you breathe.
innate to you-
strange to me,
you live in a world of amenity.
In the middle of every night,
All things dark and evil,
Try to lure me in...
Like unwelcome and unusually kind strangers...
Each trying to get me to trade my soul... And meanwhile, my righteous angel watches with patience, in contempt and disgust while hoping I'd pick her instead of my inner demons to hang out with.
Sometimes her patience wins but other times it's me looking at my tormented soul in the eyes and ripping it off in pieces and feeding it to my demons.
I've paid the price of the choices I made, even when sometimes it doesn't really seem like a choice....cause on some nights, those aggressive beasts straight-off attack, they ain't got time to play nice. They're like th...
A tarnished soul, lingers her pain onto the shore.
In this fast forward life, all she ever wanted to take a pause to breathe.
To swim in water, as every drop ripples her deeply to feel the bliss forever more.
"To The Bad Thinker".
How you see me
It won't change me to that,
But it will change your mind
From thinking good to bad or
Bad to very bad.
It will change your image
from being who to whom
And will show your real character,
It will affect you not me.
"You coward" (For all those immortal lives whose thinking is so little and very cheap who disrespect a life and because of them every other has to be suffered.)
In between you and third person
I will choose you.
Because you were a third person to me
Until you come to my life
And then from the third person, you are the first person in my life
Without you, I can't even imagine a day, night or any moment of life.