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Love asks for more, Love is always kind for when you're in love your tail wags.. Love is respective.. exchanging, dealing with problems Love is loyal.. when we no longer face to face Love is compassionate.. always flow, renewable Love is warm and comfortable when nobody beside but us Love is patient and longing when there nothingness Love is affectionate and making life precious Love is earnest .. forgiveness Love is lasting.. for to grow old together Love is nothing.. without you beside Love is angel.. Angels do exists.. but you, still blind
One day that day we see, there would be many other ways.. To see, to look at, to appreciate, to get the meaning and to reach at the bottom of truth. To measure success, to identify all your goodness, Just when all the doors of light would be kept open and wide, It would be up to you, In which way you want to enter, On which way you want to healed. One day that day we see, when there would be no hate.. the soil of the shore would refuse to take in the seed of bias and prejudice, Lust and greed and water would never quench thirst of the people whoever gets involved in a game of conflict. When there would be no one way to lead life, no one way definition of beauty, and meaning of success would never end with victory for our joy willingly will start to blossom. One day that day we see, the dawn, the sunrise, the sunset and the stars together, you, kids and I when we will knowledge know.. how the walls called home.
You got your colorful wings and you fly but I am never invited, left as a flower without butterfly You are the wish, the need to always nearby You are the desire, the reason to my life.. apply Every one loves to fill with.. but my heart pangs in despair. Even if I close my eyes and shut my mind my heart knows you come in as a rain, In the hearts of people but mine I find, In the desert under unbearable wreathing pain... I love my love as love should love but you never love as my love should love me.
As long as we celebrate our aboundment, loneliness will cover the horizon with the shadows of our past mistakes. Grief fills the soul, Smile drowning in the sea of life, And finally determination sail broken aginest the waves of vanity, The lighthouses remaining flare... Fixed, cold, hide its suffering like the sea rocks. Whose waters the waves. A sinking boat asking the horizon.. Is sadness an ambitions, shouldn't you come to bury me, what was the journey cost for in shadows the destination have been lost.
Bow not to anything.. Even do not bend nor break and never cry over something lost, through all your fears behind your back and live in this world comfortable and satisfied. If grief and bitterness trubid your life, try your best to swallow it, if your wounds left you to suffering alone with your past shadows, be smart enough to cheat it with a smile. Stand strong aginest all your sadness, aginest all you fears.. A strong wedge for you yourself can only faced self despair.. Never leave your eyes prey to your tears, Forget the one who was next to you and he does not remind your existence beside him. Open your eyes and teach yourself how to find what you need... Yet never bow to your arrogant and says.. "I", Yet never give the grief control over your will for it'll break your strength. Take off the greatness from your heart for it is fair enough to deal with how life humiliates us everyday.
Honesty, disappeared from humans long ago, Secretariat, word was from the past few who knows its classification. Friendliness, has become an expression of common interests. Moral, Expression shows how community members interact with each other. Sense and feelings, become items bought and sold. Love, became words ink on papaer and actions of the hypocrisy of the desire to escape from a bitter reality and under liability cover is a bit could stays till the end. I love this insane world no more.
Double identity.. The first is, thoughtless, selfish, irresponsible, superficial ideas, and young. The second is, Respectful, confident, highly experienced in life, sad, infused with blues, artist at what she does, and old. Both has the ability to play the game.. Eight players.. Two mains, two In reserve, two respected and two hate me, In a game with one rule.. But, let's go.. Oh.. Just remember "Do not take advice from anyone, could not bear the consequences with you".
Watch me bleed like you don't even care... Watch my heart sink into pits of despair. Crush my dreams fill my head with doubt, kill me softly take me out.. Laugh as tears make pools at my feet... Make me feel miniscule... Make me obsolete.. But as soon as frown comes upon your face..!!? I am there to comfort and embrace., foolishly I run back to you... Heart over mind which one rings true.
True Love .. is to fall in love with the only person who can make you miserable, weak and powerless.. But neglect kills love, oblivion bury it, yet burning us.. I dare not to say your love killed me for "Love" itself does not kill anybody but attaches us inbetween life and death.. Love is a queen of all humans senses, and therefore love is always above all the laws.
You lost your soul long ago, and what still remains can't grow another. You lost the trust in word "together", and what you can gain watching them suffer. You live in an illusion, you live under the cover. You must stop searching for reasons, why he left you to bears and move on for you holding, a wound with no heal's. You need to face your fears, you need to believe in other's, for under all your strength, there is a mask full of tears.
The man i was I was.. Reckless, selfish, arrogant, hasty, trivial, listener, amused, foolish, unprepared, unexpected, weak, young and half-hearted The man i am now I am.. Convinced, isolated, feeling lonely, wiser, sane, sensible, ugly, take responsibility, older, stronger and more determined to keep doing better. The man i see I need to be .. More wiser, more bolder, more self determined, more better and not to be the best but having a seat in-between. The man i need to be I hope to get wisdom for it's a bliss from only my god, to live a happy life, to feel confident, to spreads love every where, to let who around me feel safe, to see happiness in the eyes of my family, to be more responses and to be only me.
The heart will love.. When i dream that special woman, to hold me in the warm sunlight, to embrace me in the rising storm, to capture my feelings without a fight, to exchanging respect and delight...my heart will breathe... Our hearts will love. The heart will grow When that women holds my hand, to control my wild heart in its cage, to break the rocky mountains of my rage, to let our love guide us into distant lands... Our hearts will grow for each other's. The heart will break When that woman pushes me aside, even for an instant, to run away to the arms of fears, jealousy, doubt and the opinions of others, to caress the gentle touch of another hands, to leave me standing alone with no one by my side, to test my ability to endurance.. Our heartd will break. The heart will heal When we returns to each other's with crystal tears, when she know that I'm still near and lays out the burdens of her hidden fears, i will embrace her once more stronger than ever and reassure my love for her with a kiss and so much blessings, her reathing heart i'll feel.. For our hearts will eternally heal.
Stop terrorism and promote peace, replace class discrimination with universal brotherhood, abolish slavery and injustice with equity and fairness. Above all breathe out hatred and breathe in love! Then the world would be as beautiful as it was above.
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.!
Since I haven't anybody to reveal what's languishing in my mind.. How I can face my fears, How I can move on with no tears.. O God.. Even when I accpeted my final destination, Sun stills deny me.. And refused from hadows to appears.
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.? 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..
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.
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.
