Sunday magically appears
It gives voice to my hope and
Cheers my restless soul!
No more cradles await me!
Even though life can be two short legs
Poking out from under her second best dress,
I attempt to move between friendly borders.
I whisper and sigh in delight
At the streams of the past I can drink from...
As they bring upon me memories and thoughts.
I remember my first snowfall
as a child,
I was wearing mostly brown skin
wrapped over my bones;
I delight in my friendships
and the many unexplored depths ahead.
I like sandwiches that taste of brief visits
To rooms in the past.
I'm an ice sculpture that refuses to stand on
Frozen ground and
On days when I can't quite get it together,
And the lady is demanding to be treated
Just like the cat,
I can stil...
I saw love today
So now I know
How it looks.
It is not as I
But powerful, &
Zindagi aksar rok kar kahti hai mujhe,
Tuje jana tha kidhar aur kidhar
Aa gayi hai....
ये भी शायद ज़िंदगी की इक अदा है दोस्तो
जिस को साथी मिल गया वो और तन्हा हो गया
Today I walked my fire
and amber poodles.
I saw a blackbird and two skinny rabbits. The air
was moist with morning
dew and the wind was cool.
All felt right in my world.
Sometimes it is the people no one imagines anything of who do the things that no one can imagine.
Your fingers dance on my skin to the chorus of an old country song that leaves you wanting to be loved but hanging from a noose. The way you gaze into my eyes like you want to devour my soul and lick my spine from the bottom of my shallow desires to the top of my pride makes me melt like the last icicle hanging from the rickety railing on my vintage heart. Your words seep into my spirit covering the devastating reality with poetically mesmerizing verses covered in fear drenched tears flowing from your eyes. The way you pull me in with your need for my uncompromisable love, enchanted by my unconventional display of affection and falsified strength makes me fall around your finger like a silk s...
I don't mind the extra kilos
I gained for you,
I will forget the surgery
I went through to achieve you.
I don't regret change of lifestyle
Done for you.
I feel tired, but I am so happy
When I am with you,
Because you love me,
Like nobody does,
You look at me,
Like I am your only love,
You hold me like
You never want to loose,
I don't love you because,
You are my only son,
I adore you,
Because you are the best one.
My name is anneke. I am 42 years old and I’m from the Netherlands. My favorite color is green and my hobbies include to Wright scrapbooking, going out with Friends, love to Read, do tarot and getting inkted . If I can describe myself in one word it would be a Sweet person.
Algo que aprendí con el tiempo junto con sudor y lágrimas es que necesario, productivo y adecuado dejar ir y cerrar ciclos, que los recuerdos nadie te los quita, que no se olvidan cuando se quiere, que toca vivir con el pasado, pero siempre con una alegría en el rostro.
Que cuando los ciclos de tu vida se culminen comienza nuevas aficiones, nuevas metas, nuevos amigos y poco a poco crea una vida de nuevo, porque quedarte en el pasado simplemente hará que recibas estocadas de espadas, que no puedas ver con esperanza lo que te espera adelante porque siempre añoras lo que hay atrás... En esta época no estamos para dejar de vivir, sino que en cada experiencia haya un nuevo respiro... Un ...
As I began to love myself I found that anguish and emotional suffering are only warning signs that I was living against my own truth. Today, I know, this is “AUTHENTICITY”.
I believe in you!
I dream with you!
I am grateful, too!
Inspiring us to give, too!
I’ll be brave now with you!
I will try to be a model, too!
I love to create like you!
I want to power change with you!
I want to be like You!
We love to look at the dark side of human nature most times. Lust, gluttony, greed, sloth, wrath, envy and pride are after all more interesting than chastity, temperance, charity, diligence, forgiveness, kindness and humility. We don't talk of poor little Bo Beep who lost her sheep, we want to talk of the Big Bad Wolf who preys on little succulent children. It's like when we gossip we don't talk about the good things people do. The more disgusting and bizarre a thing is, the more hoopla there is.
Society up to a certain level constraints us from consuming or destroying one another physically through social devices we have so conveniently invented. Gossip is passive aggression basically. ...