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These evil days require you to grit our teeth in misery to survive, But we have to realize life is more than staying alive: We have to create magical kindness in the heart, Follow that thin skyline into the unknown. Living out our Divinity involves a philosophy of beauty and refusing to hurt anyone.. We try as possible as we can to be humble, and spread love all over the road, to become a good idea to exchange our thoughts even to take off our hats respective to the others philosophy .. That's how we should accept the difference, that's how we grow from nothing.. To everything.
Control your anger and never let it get control over you, Anger is dangerous for we don't know when it comes or when it goes, it feels your mind, fills your heart and feeds your soul or even takes a mighty toll. Anger will stay forever within to acting with might of all your sin, it's deadly to all the people around, brings sad, turns you mad at the thought of sound.. I'll whisper in your ears something about... all your fears.. In life we strive to be the best, to meet the best and to do the best surly for us but also for others.. So it's the right time to get control over your anger .. And let us do everything wisely,
When everything falling apart.. it will be our only bridge.. between life and death.. Our ego is the only tree will growing in self dust, but whenever it blooming.. It blooms in our souls always its rust..
This time I will never shed a tear, I will remember how this heart was torn apart, I'm the symbol of a soul with a broken heart, I tried to love but it seems so never right.. Now my intuition will never get me wrong. This time I’m strong to recover the debris of my broken heart, Sooner or later I will be whole again with passion to survive, for now my life runs so peculiar with no traces where I started, who could imagine that, good heart gone badly when I stumble so deep and now my vision has no point to fill my dreams. No more time to feel the pain within, I’m struggling hard to surpass this unfair game.. I was the picture of every day’s rain.. so cold inside but I feel the sorrows in all my body burning, No one can help me out even if I'm yelling. No sentiment I felt, O God.. Why.. why.. good heart gone badly when I fall apart.. This is me now different and changed to someone I don't know.!! I’m no longer that fool but there are so many peaces lost.. Is that was my true love.. cost.!
Between admiration and the dawn of sincere emotion, true feelings shines like Spring breeze. between the passion and the outbreak of fire of the desire, entity burns. Between the desire and life responsibilities, the seeds of love always germinate. Between love and exchanging respect, Garden of life blooms. Between life and the volatility of the seasons, tolerance and tenderness should start. Between tolerance and forgiveness, indifference and denial, flowers wither. Between apathy and loss of respect.. sun sets, assume everyone wrong, but.. Only flowers, paying heavy price. Love is a flower If we'r deciding to inhale the aromas .. We'll need to take care of it, but for incubating it .. We should have to get ready to bear and take the thorns even if blood flowed.. Personally I'm ready to pay all the costs.
She.. If you love me... Will you give me everything I ask of you.? He.. If I love you.. I will give you only what is best for you. She.. If you love me... You won't hurt me not the smallest hurt will do.? He.. If I love you.. I must hurt you, When the hurt is best for you.
Fingers mesmerizing cool and soft against skin..Tongues softly seeking whipping tasting lingering Arms clutching holding wrapping enfolding yearning Bodies yours to mine moulding wanting.. Caressing touching electrifying, Silken subtle gentle.. Wild and wonderful feathered touch.. Crushed rose petals Breaths heavy hot hard.. Molten Volcanic fiery delight Essence of love.. Passion.. Unforgettable irrisistable unimaginable Sweet sultry.. Amazingly beautiful Fantasy Dream coming to ..Reality When finally we .. Love making Love
My World it’s my solitude and life.. I can be myself and let go I can come alive and lead anybody to bow My word is my savior and a place of heartache, Confusion, love, and fate at the same time but, What it make you feel is not only something.. That last a few seconds but can bring a lot of memories.. Am I wierd .. O no, I just started to engraved on the stones.. To share it is to be brave in your love To gain it is to be greedy in your love To concur it is to accept some idiocy.. And to hide it is to be naïve Poetry isn’t something that comes and goes, It is like a tattoo that you will never get rid of .. Because it is embedded.. But the most important thing of all.. You need an empty place in your body to engraving it.. "love that will never go away"
It matters not if they be short or tall, The wonder of their loyalty dwells within them all. They are fountains of love as they share our concerns, As they sit and listen to our worries and woes, When telling them secrets no other soul can ever knows. They are gentle, beautuful, honesty made of what.!! Made of magic and grace, They are our companions, and our guardians of life, Will never desert us at time of trouble and strife, Will protect us, no matter the risk to them, For there is a trust and a bond that few can know, And they are full of blessings to bestow. Together we are adventurers and pioneers, Our walks through life always will be dear, We conquered our fears and conquered our tears... Yet even, through age, we may not see them now, I know they are still with me and are not from mind far away. They are with us, throughout the whole of the day.
I'm not asking for to much, I'm only gratefully to whatever you push me paths through.. Everyday typically seems like yesterday.. as if one's life stopped from routing so long ago. I'm not asking for to much, I'm only so very tiredly bending infront of your will.. For I have nothing left in my strength to waiting patiently to morrow to come. I'm not asking for to much, I'm only barely breathing kindly, softly in this evil atmosphere called life.. All morals became past, please .. God .. Give me a cause, a reason to struggl for it. God .. Be with me in calamity and grant me the good ones.
Abandoned buildings made to undress in the wilderness .. Build me home but not on the shifting sand, spread me into the wind but not into this mystery land, for my wandering spirits roam and stutter around echoing voices left by souls .. Residing somewhere in structures time forgotten .. years and years ago.
The worst pain you will ever feel is begin rejected You can have all the friends in the world but you will still feel alone with your rejection Nobody understand you or You don't even understand yourself You feel trapped in a box with no way out or nobody to help you out You feel like a ghost walking around, wishing one day you will be found You feel like an outcast.. Do you want to cry, but no tears come out Do you want to scream, but no sound come out Do you think everything that happen is always your fault even Do you wish you can crawl into your grave and just die Do you wish you can fast forward time to the moment you arrive to your final destination... You have nobody to talk to, rely on to feel your pain Sometimes life is fair Sometimes life is cruel .. Are you live a life like a shadow Do you feel unreal Do you feel fake Do you feel like a nobody Do you feel the pain of being sad and alone I feel your pain Sometimes I feel the same way Sometimes I wish somebody will end it all.. Or just open the box My life is just like a shadow, stuck in a box May be I go crawl in a hole and lay down and even die Maybe when I'm gone I will not feel the pain of being rejected.. But you know, I also hide my pain with a smile on my face for nobody understand that people go thru pain.. The worst is you forget that you designed to success, you designed to acclimate to any conditions.. No matter what.. I feel your pain but.. I never give up hope, for miracles do happen.. Go watch the darkness of the starsless night how it gives birth to the new dawn.
May the rain in my heart great a rainbow in yours .. May the darkness in my night gives birth to your sunrise.. May the kisses good night full your morn delight
Why do children nowdays play with knifes ? Why do we now built on ending lives ? Why do we all hold on grudge ? Are we sisters and brothers all one ? Why can’t we continue living in peace ? Why has the number of youth in mosques, and churches become Decreased ? Down like there is ongoing tomorrow.!! Like all are in power, like a gliding crow. Why aren’t we seeing the light above ? Why cant we all share love ? Is the sky, so blue gathering clouds of sorry ? Is the moon now starting to dim ? Are the stars lowering in height ? Why are these flowers always crying ? In rivers, of greedy eyes.!!!! Is there no truth behind these harsh flimsy lies ? Is there any color between our now blurred sights ? Why do we tear for wealth ? Why do we tear for wealth ? Why are we now harming our health with, Smoke, drugs, and loosing strength ? The path we walk on now is surrounded in dust. Why are we tearing out earths crust ? Are we weak, or just cowardly ? Are we now Somehow, trying to run from this worldly rout ? Are we just ignoring facts.. Tampering with figures that don’t match.. Coldly, wading our way off struggled life. Why are we piercing clean souls to fight ? Night upon, night.. Believing that tomorrow maybe a new beginning.. Why are we reading life without thought ? Our future that were sinking in so deep .. Skiing down mountains, and slopes so high wanting to reach infinite heights. Why are we not dreaming of life after we die ? Why are we crawling in skin so thin .. Empty, in a broken shell ? Our pale, completion now turning blue... Clueless that we can’t seem to figure out exactly what to do... We are in our comfort zone set in a confused maze “A, web so stiff .. The One we love to create” TV, media and videos games.. to whom we merely relate.. So little, time yet so many traits of madness. Powerless minds hiding in the dark... Descending, further in the fire so spark. Why are we not seeing pictures, that are beautiful ? Nature so perfect... But.. Instead, we see untidy images: We see a painful razor in our sleep We lay in coma so steep in heat We are too blind to see ripe fruits and his radiant seeds. We don’t see colorful flowers and birds humming in praise of “god” nor do we see the heavenly gardens so neatly at ease slumbered in peace... Oh God. Why don’t we vision the pure grains on land ? We only see hell flames burn on each sin!. Why are we fading our race ? Brothers sister its time for a change.. It’s “love” we now need to embrace... Our aim is “Heaven in which with hope we lay sweetly in our state... Showered in purity and bathed in simplicity... We sit in shade... Glowing, now that we are chaste. We chose right not wrong, For wrong was history. We all know tomorrow is one mystery.. But I believe it's a new beginning if we share true love. Why don’t we all now stand and pray. Together let it be sunshine and ray. We weep together for forgiveness I preach with you in mind “Brothers, Sisters forever remain safe... A rise blossomed humankind
Nobody cares..! if I die, or You die if i cry, or your cry if you move out or i stay if your hurt or I'm hurt If i fail, win or gain any form of victory if your job-less and i be skint, and out of pocket if your being abused, I'm being abused behind closed doors if there is justice for me and injustice for you if my child is known or be unknown if there are wars in my country, wars in your country nobody cares.! no..body dare to put a 'STOP' or keep the 'DOTE'
Behind every closed door of every human conscience .. silent whispers ... whispers.. silently, prompting the good over evil. There is behind every closed door whispers of tolerance heard in silence. There is behind every closed door.. A man make decisions unknown; people sit around the round tables discussing events of the worldly tales. A devil wait in patience to pounce the meek, A lust gripping the soul in tight clutch. A fear for war and fear for humanity lies darkened with soot hanging. There is an opportunity to unravel the bliss. A shadow play going on, move on and a body hold on. A streams of blood flowing. An evil pushing it to reveal and a god locked from outside.
Do you know what happens behind closed doors ? I do...!! A lot of shit happens to the innocent, guilty, young and old behind the doors that have been closed. I don't think you really comprehend what happens behind closed doors. Behind closed doors you get molested, attacked and abused. Molested by your own family, the people you are supposed to trust. Attacked by people you thought cared about you. Abused by the people who you thought would never hurt you, people who you thought loved you and would do anything for you. Behind closed doors you get hurt, used and mistreated. Secrets are kept and lies are told to hide what really takes place behind closed doors. Behind closed doors you plan to commit suicide, to end the pain right now. Behind closed doors you cry, laugh, morn, suffer, rejoice, pray, sing, dance and wished to be saved. Behind closed doors...you silently die.
Kiss me and you will see how important I am... Kiss the edge of fantasy, lick your lips and dwell in the shine. Enter the room of pink filled fabric. Drape yourself in loves comforting magic. Dip those eager fingers into the pool of velvet blush and taste the erotica of loves fruit crush... Take your extended minds and plunge into a passion filled ocean. Listen to the sighs of loves rising tide. Feel the waves that tingle inside. Release your bottled pleasures, that electricity you're feeling. Splash into the flavour of new passion and scream..
