I am compelled to write again. It was always my best form of communication. It has continually saved my life and now, as my words travel over the miles, it will save the life of my relationship.
Cuando escribo me suelto el cabello, casi como dejando que las ideas caigan de mi cabeza junto con mis ondas. He descubierto que cuando mis rebeldes ondas insisten en estar sobre mi rostro es porque saben que tengo que escribir aquello de lo que no quiero hablar con nadie. hundo mi rostro en mis manos tanto como puedo tratando de ajustar mis palabras a lo que siento, a veces no encuentro como bajarlas a esto.
y comienzo gradualmente y sin querer y de alguna manera siempre termino desbordando el corazón o lo que queda de el.
Estamos en estado de desintoxicación.
Open Letter SERIES -- 01
I knew you were hurting inside, and you felt alone (many)sometimes. I know alot has happened in your life. I know that you occasionally turn to your vices and that sometimes you feel like you need to combat the whole world.
Things have considerably changed, still there must have been some days when your past or demons might have tried to enulf your present and must have compelled you to go back to your cocoon.
But don't forget to show them that you are a force to reckon with!
Recalling your past won't be right enough, but it's time I praise you enough.
You sat on the shore alone, but didn't let your pictures scream your pain...
what can break a relationship or marriage on a first try..
CONVERSATION GAP..........ABSOLUTE NO
but cheating on someone can easily break a bond on its first try...
.You must have a reason when you LIE.....
You can be bold or can be shy......
MISUNDERSTANDING can also be solved by......
But when it come to cheating
There is no reason to ask..WHY....
beacause this is not mistake
That you can rectify......
This is something in a relationship
That makes whole the relation falsify...
..............MAKE A NOICE........
From getting justice
To expecting for realignment ..
All you've to do is ....SPEAK UP....
You and I become one harmoniously, just as words become sentences
and sentences become poems.
You have your flaws
and i have mine,
and becoming one doesn’t
overrides any of them,
rather we become warm with our limitations and this in turn makes us snug with each other.
There is a lot said and even more unsaid between us,
but luckily our bodies
do the chatter for us.
My eyes, fingers and
the crinkle of my nose,
makes you understand
more than my words ever could.
And just as words become sentences and sentences become ballads,
our words, nose, eyes and fingers become our stories.
Understand the UNSAID
The thinking hat always occupied my mind and the choas inside -- engulfed the desires.
Alot of what I spoke was out of compulsion, but the real ideas and wants were enclosed in my thoughts.
You don't need to open my diary anymore to know what I think! The pages don't contain or comprehend the unsaid words anymore, just like you.
Turning the pages, and starting again is of no use, the words will again be misunderstood and I'll be left with unfulfilled desires....
In the midst of struggling to be Heard....
The soul felt tame and don't know whom to blame.........
Before the computer, many people didn't have phones and if they did, long distance phone calls was very expensive, so people wrote letters to each other whether work related or social.
All the amazing Lettrists still lurking about corners!
I will be in a ramble, so my apologies in advance.
-I was terribly remiss in thanking the always kind Drew for the three new lovely stamps to add to my virtual collection (one of them, being the inked lovers Gratitude from the bottom of my heart. You provide haven and community here. I only wish I had the space and time and suspension of of that time for a single, crystallized moment to be here more often, to further build that sense of extended family. Alas, shelter-in-place has given me both more and less time to do with what I please... if that at all makes any sense to anyone. I guess you can say that I have been swallowed by my own ...
the look into your deep eyes,
is when i feel alright.
aah.. how much i yearn for that touch,
that we are yet to share.
Like the deep dark jungle,
The endless maze of love.
its a long dream,
but when it comes real.
there will be tears rolling down our cheeks,
yet we will smile at each other.
and the memory etched into our sould for eternity...
The Retrieved SOUL
The limited me, the limited you, can ignite the residue.
Let the past burn, but this time with the facts and no chapter will be due.
Be the passage for my bloom and not for my DOOM.
The key is in your hands, unlock the right door this blue moon!
I am a star in your sky;
just not the one you
wish on every night.
~will i ever be the one for you?
You will soar
above the skies,
if you surround yourself
But an angel,
disguised as an injured bird
waits for you,
by your patio door.
I write because I don’t want to speak alone.
I want to be heard.
If you know what I mean, write me a hello.
Let’s stay together in time of crisis.
My name is Ed.
I know you.
You are the one
wearing that smile
even though last night
you barely slept.
Your selfies tell a different story
the one you don't want others to know.
Happiness on the face
but there's pain in your soul.
I think the world of you.
The way you stand upright,
refusing to fall.
You walk through the
madness and if you had to,
So, the strongest souls i know,
to the one's reading this now.
When the world throws its punches,
defend yourself and adjust your CROWN.
I want to co-create with you
and i want to watch what you do
I want to be your safe place
and your craziest adventure.
I want to make you smile
and hold you when you cry.
I wany to inspire you,
and learn from your wisdom
I want to stand still with you
and run hard towards our future..
Bizarre Stage Of Life
The conundrum that my heart is in, can't be explained, but still, it's a try.
I never expected it to be this troublesome, to come out of negativity, now that life is offering me a chance to be happy again and I have already taken it.Still, there is a feeling of restlessness. I know, I am in a much better place now, considering the last 4 years of hardships and emotional torments that I have been through, yet my heart is in denial. It's not like the problems have fed away, sometimes I find myself in much-complicated situations than the previous ones.
But isn't that what life is about? You get out of one problem, just to enter into another one. So, the " another chance...