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Monday, May 16, 2016
Sunday, May 15, 2016
A letter from within
Dear self.
This is who I am.. This is all I've got.. These are my mistakes and everything I'm not.
I'm not asking for your love, I want you to accepct me as what mirror reflect me.. Let go of these chains and set me free
Yes I mess up everyday and I'm nowhere near perfect but are the brusises and scars really worth it
Maybe I'm just a man, Who grew up way too fast and I'm trying make a future while i'm stuck in the past and you look so skinny but You feel fat inside.. You eat to cure the emotions that have died .. And you're dying to be loved again, cause you don't even love you and you're sitting in pain.
Don't know what to do.. you look and smile in the mirrior but the smile looks fake.. And looking at yourself was another mistake.
You hate yourself and you wish you were more strong, accepted wiser or pretty.. And so you wallow in your self pity.
You're hoping to be accepcted, Cause you're so misunderstood
You'd change your life in a second O... If only you could do,
Feel less worthless and gain some self esteem for maybe things wouldn't be as bad as they seem.
So you're writing yourself this letter .. In hopes that you'll get better. Maybe one day you'll seem that you're a shooting star or even you'll see that you've come so very far.. And finally accepct yourself.. For who you are.
Your sincerely shadow.
Take care.!
This is who I am.. This is all I've got.. These are my mistakes and everything I'm not.
I'm not asking for your love, I want you to accepct me as what mirror reflect me.. Let go of these chains and set me free
Yes I mess up everyday and I'm nowhere near perfect but are the brusises and scars really worth it
Maybe I'm just a man, Who grew up way too fast and I'm trying make a future while i'm stuck in the past and you look so skinny but You feel fat inside.. You eat to cure the emotions that have died .. And you're dying to be loved again, cause you don't even love you and you're sitting in pain.
Don't know what to do.. you look and smile in the mirrior but the smile looks fake.. And looking at yourself was another mistake.
You hate yourself and you wish you were more strong, accepted wiser or pretty.. And so you wallow in your self pity.
You're hoping to be accepcted, Cause you're so misunderstood
You'd change your life in a second O... If only you could do,
Feel less worthless and gain some self esteem for maybe things wouldn't be as bad as they seem.
So you're writing yourself this letter .. In hopes that you'll get better. Maybe one day you'll seem that you're a shooting star or even you'll see that you've come so very far.. And finally accepct yourself.. For who you are.
Your sincerely shadow.
Take care.!
Into the darkness valley
O.. God .. As the dawn start to gives birth to all your creations I'm bowing to your will willingness with the rest of my determination to lead my soul through the darkness valley of fortune and power lure,
O.. God .. I'm asking you
The richness of the soul, The peace of the heart and .. The beauty of the morals.. For you are the only one who know all my fears
Can love be given without being received.?
Can love be given without being received.?
Is it the giver or the taker who benefits more.?
So,
Let us speak about those issues..
If the steam does finally find it's way through the mountains and valleys before becoming part of an ocean's roar, it must continue to flow, least it dry up, leaving it's brittle and fragile remains, in an empty gully. So it is with love that is given and not returned.
Then who is the taker or the giver.?
The stream or the ocean.!!!
Neither, for without the one, there is no other, for they are one to each other.. Then..
Love can not be given with the expectation of love in return. For, 'pure love' or true love must mutually be given. There is no 'taker'.. Because only those who 'give' can receive the gift of love.
So,
Let us understand that to love is to give and give and forever give..
Is it the giver or the taker who benefits more.?
So,
Let us speak about those issues..
If the steam does finally find it's way through the mountains and valleys before becoming part of an ocean's roar, it must continue to flow, least it dry up, leaving it's brittle and fragile remains, in an empty gully. So it is with love that is given and not returned.
Then who is the taker or the giver.?
The stream or the ocean.!!!
Neither, for without the one, there is no other, for they are one to each other.. Then..
Love can not be given with the expectation of love in return. For, 'pure love' or true love must mutually be given. There is no 'taker'.. Because only those who 'give' can receive the gift of love.
So,
Let us understand that to love is to give and give and forever give..
Saturday, May 14, 2016
Surly.. She is my wife.
Every time she scatters my heart but, she does not cognizant of it at all, either I am too paranoid or she is callous, Let it be owing to any reason, any impulse or urge, but still it creates a suffering in my heart
Every time she confers, she is not oblivious to its effects, her words pierce in my heart like a spear, either she does it consciously or I am too conscious about what she speaks,
Let it be owing to any reason, Any impulse or urge,
Every time she insists on what I do not like or what I do like what she insists on, let it be owing to any reason,
May be there is difference in our thoughts, May be there is difference in our likes and dislikes,
But, when I think of giving up on her or living without her.!!!
My heart stops to beat,
My breath gets stuck in one way,
My brain ceases to work,
Yes, every time she creates pain in my heart, But..
She keeps me alive,
Without her, I am dead,
Without her, I am lifeless,
Without her, there is no hope in my life,
She is my life,
She is my wife.
Every time she confers, she is not oblivious to its effects, her words pierce in my heart like a spear, either she does it consciously or I am too conscious about what she speaks,
Let it be owing to any reason, Any impulse or urge,
Every time she insists on what I do not like or what I do like what she insists on, let it be owing to any reason,
May be there is difference in our thoughts, May be there is difference in our likes and dislikes,
But, when I think of giving up on her or living without her.!!!
My heart stops to beat,
My breath gets stuck in one way,
My brain ceases to work,
Yes, every time she creates pain in my heart, But..
She keeps me alive,
Without her, I am dead,
Without her, I am lifeless,
Without her, there is no hope in my life,
She is my life,
She is my wife.
Take off the hat.. Philosophy
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.
Anger is evil
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,
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,
Love costs..
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.!
Friday, May 13, 2016
Love is a flower.
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.
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.
When finally we love making love
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
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
Thursday, May 12, 2016
Tattoo.!!
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"
Made of magic and grace
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.
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.
God..
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.
Wildness,
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.
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.
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
Rejection .. Channel.1
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.
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.
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