I'm not afraid of death, I am afraid of loss. I'm not afraid of death, I am afraid of nothingness. I'm not afraid of death, I am afraid of missing out. I'm not afraid of death, I am afraid of never living at all. I fear the things that I might never touch, taste, see, hear, and experience again. What if I may never catch the intoxicating gaze within the eyes of a lover ever again? What if I never hear and feel the warmth of a deep belly laugh with friends. What if I never come home to the smell of a fresh simmering pot roast. What if at the end I didn't achieve and live up to my full potential? What if I didn't love enough? What if I didn't feel enough? I'm not afraid of death, I am afraid of...
La vida me presenta una situación en donde la solución es simple. Es decir no, esto no es lo correcto.
Por qué lo pienso? Porque ya me lo hicieron a mí! Porque ya sé que se siente que te engañen! Por qué hoy por hoy yo debería de “hacer lo que me hicieron antes a mi”?
No lo haría, ni lo haré. Porque echaría a la basura todo lo que he logrado aprender y crecer en este tiempo, sería actuar por impulso y sin pensar los daños que puedo causar. Ni porque aún algunas veces me sienta sola y me haga falta un abrazo o una caricia. No puedo ceder.
Engañar en una relación no es dañar solo a tu pareja, es dañar al final a todas las personas que sin querer terminan involucradas. No es justo para na...
After 4 years and different relationships with people, you might think it would be easy between us...
Why isn't it?
súbitamente en el paisaje,
seria una desdicha,
el viento atenúa
por eso quédate
aunque te pierdas
Dear Emotional Poet,
thank you very much for taking the time to also read my work, it is pleasing that anywhere in the world poetry, literature in general serves as a bridge to join voices and raise awareness sometimes about what happens in the world, be it politics , of love and other things, of nature, whatever it is, it is gratifying that literature can be the beginning of a great change in this society sometimes despicable, I will be aware of your writings and just as they are in another language to translate it I can feel your letters as if they were my feelings.
Pérdida en la nebulosa
se encuentra mi mente
No puedo pensar en el presente
El reloj avanza
Y yo sigo inconsciente...
De esta noche soy esclavo de este semiento que sin fe me castiga, he deambulado por los callejones de la ciudad intentado encontrar el aroma que me lleve a ti
He desgastado mi vida tratando de encontrar el café que me brindabas al verme
Pero sin respuestas me he quedado al saber que he roto la taza que una vez nos unió y aquí a solas me encuentro, junto a la poca suerte que aún me acompaña
Quizás he estado visitando las camas erroneas
Quizás me he condenado a este cuartel que gelido se encuentra,
Quizás te encuentré en un callejón de Madrid, pero tu nombre no será tu nombre, ni la noche se sentirá como noche,
He pasado a llamarme forastero, porqué de sexo me saciado aún cuando devastado me...
No matter how often you water, prune, cut, crop a plant, it withers and dies off as the summer grows into winter. In fact, everything alive will soon be dead anyway. The meaningless, absurd monstrosity of the void cannot be escaped.
Do not fall for any of
My supposed charms.
Come, let's dance together
In the face of calamity
Under the canopy of stars
Distorting in the reflections
Of cosmic puddles.
Let words of love gather
In the old library books and collect dust.
Let's talk reality;
I'm not your stairway to heaven
I'm someone to take a long way home with.
Dear Emotional Poet,
I'm fine, your writings are a boom, they're excellent.
We wrote this poem together....
This is the evergreen memory of him... Which gonna be with me for life!❤
"The sun was setting n showing his charm spreading the colors over the horizon,
We were walking on a beach
Some random talks were going on...
"Suddenly his fingers tangled with mine,
He looked at me n smiled...
My cheeks got pink n eyes some shine...s
What ideas has his mind designed?
"A naughty cold breeze then tickling to his face with my hair,
Ahhh!! Love to die for the look he shared...
"I could sense his nervous twitch...
Can't say it But he's turned on a switch...
(The time is right..Kiss me you dumb..
Take me in your arms n make me go numb..)
"But he was not lik...
As winter whispers to us from around the corner, we wait for the cold starry nights that make us feel warmer in their majesty and mystery. How happy is he who finds warmth in his heart on the coldest of winter nights.
Live in the moment
So that you don’t have to live off of memories
For all you underdogs out there, the harder you work to gain a position the better you’ll look as a winner.
Heading for bed
The thought of you flutters in my mind.
I missed you.
When I realized I truly love someone I finally started addressing my trauma why? Because the last thing I wanted to do was hurt someone I love due to my lack of healing. He didn’t change me, he changed my views, that allowed me to recognize the things in me that needed to be changed.
Relating to other people’s struggles and feelings has nothing to do with what you’re going through, everyone suffers differently, everyone has their own battles, if you can’t be considerate or you can’t relate, just keep your harsh words inside, nobody needs them.
Where did the passion go? Or was it even there to begin with? I dont know. When you touch me I recoil. This is not how love should be. I want to leave, but I know the pain it will cause you, because I know you love me. You harbor so much anger in your heart that wasn't there before, and the more we fight, and separate the more I feel unsure. I dont know if I can ever love you again the way I did. Everything is breaking to pieces. The distance between us grows. But somehow you don't see it even though it shows.
He never truly understood
how much she worshipped the moon and the stars
or that he was the only sky
she ever dreamt of.
(Instagram / Twitter : millsmc07)
Hey dad, how is Heaven?
Is it everything you thought it would be? I miss you, and I wish I could call you. Catch up. Tell you how my life is changing. Laugh, and reminisce. I dont know why you had to leave so suddenly. I was so close to coming home, and so excited to see you again. I know we had a rough few years, but I'm glad we fixed the broken bridges between us. You know I loved you, and I know you loved me, and that I was special to you. You understood me in ways no other human ever has or will. And I will cherish the time I had with you in this life. I'll see you in the next.
All my love,
The sun diffuses into newer shades of orange. The sky is gloomy and overcast. The chilly breeze settles into my hair as I leave the coffee shop and disappear into the crowd. I love monsoons, summer's last gasp, and winter's tendrils slowing wrapping themselves around you.
As the waves
Roll over the turbulent seas
Crashing on the shore,
I want him to see the calm in my eyes and the chaos in my soul.
Do you want to know how I really feel?
I love you. Immensely. I have always loved you. This isn't anything that is fleeting. If it was, it surely would have by now. Three years is enough time for anyone to fall out of love.
I know that no matter how much time passes that it will always be you. No matter how much more gray creeps across my head or wrinkles appear under my eyes. It will always be you.
Kanha Shanthi Vanam, Hyderabad.
No matter how hard I tried,
I always ended up losing you..
I kept you so close to me;
But you still chose to leave.
I spent my savings on you;
But you never gave a heed.
I slept thinking about you last night;
Wanting to keep you safe,
because you were my only one,
But when I woke up , you were gone, Gone like the wind...
I let you keep my sight together, but you still wandered away everytime.
I never let anybody have you..
I treated you like my own baby;
But you were least bothered to hold on to me or my feelings!!
And there will come a day,
When tears have no place here.
And I fear its arrival, for the
Moment the rain clears and the
Clouds move on, is the second
The sun starts to shine, on a Time
When we are just you and I.
I have a couple poems that I wrote when I went into remission before and I was young and naive... The first poem I wrote 2 years ago when my boyfriend and I had been together for about 2 years at the time when the cancer came back...
like it happened yesterday
the anxiety never seems to go away
every cough ... every pain ...
the worries can drive you insane
but early on I seen our love
and strength came from God above
by each others side we'll stay
a commitment we make every day
cancer tried to destroy you and me
but it back fired...
instead it set us free
we became free to explore
and we were able to open
we looked fear in the eye
shedding tears we ...
I found this hidden gem when I was looking for a writing app or something or other (can't remember exactly) a few months ago then I got busy and stuck in the rat-races of life these days but isn't that the same with everyone. So it sat there on my phone in a folder that I access quite regularly just collecting dust (so to speak), so today I finally had some downtime so I finally decided to set up an account and give this app a try.
I am not sure how exactly this really works but the way that I think that it works is that its like talking to the moon and stars in the sky above me when I am missing someone I love who has passed away just hoping that I could hear their voice o...
Look around you. Observe the world that you are living in.
Can you feel the beating of a thousand desperate hearts?
Can you see the fear for tomorrow in the looks of people?
Can you hear the cries of a thousand mothers who are losing their children each day?
Now ask yourself, is this the place where you always want to live?
Is this the place where each child expects to grow up when they open their innocent eyes and see the world for the first time?
Are you able to look in the eyes of those children without the feeling of shame for this reality full of evil, which they have to face?
Is this what we have prepared for them throughout centuries and years?
We cannot deny ...
Ich habe eine Katze, deren Name Tiger ist. Sie hat Zwillingskätzchen, nämlich Tim und Zinn. Wegen Hundemissionen habe ich ihn in einem Park verlassen. Heute nach einer Woche ist er wieder zu Hause. Ich weiß jetzt, wie sehr ich die Zinn vermisst habe.
I’m looking at you in love and it appears to me I see my image in your soul but I know that beyond is a water unfathomable to ever grip and I will have to splurge my life crossing it.
I love you and I know it will last forever, I will always traverse with a senseless longing to get as fast as thinkable in your deep persona, I will always preserve my desire floats stressed to you so the storm will never give us away, to halt the whitecaps of your garments drapery over your body with my palms, to held them in your chest and gape at the possibility of your smiles with a plea of waywardness.
What a lovely world it would be, where you stride with kisses, where you breathe with love and ...
Ok.This is the first letter that I write in this APP.I am a little excited now.(^ω^)
I want to meet with yours,and be your friend.My name is Siriy.
Please don't grieve over the stars, they may shine bright, but by the time the sparkle, they're already gone.
It's unique, kind of weird, but seems like a lot of fun so even I'm writing to you, for the first time, not knowing who you are, or what I'm supposed to talk about.
I think my first letter should be about motivation, as it has been the sole reason of all that I've achieved till date.
I can safely say, every individual, on this earth can achieve more than what he has, do more than what he's doing and can go beyond his capabilities.. with a motivated mind.
Wish you the best.
I think that my first letter here should be written to you. I came to this website by chance while I was browsing for something else for my friend, but it kept me for quite some time before I've moved on.
Some of the letters here are very emotional and they reach out. Reading these, it reminded me of something my friend said (about diaries, but the meaning is the same): "Do you know why people open their hearts to a piece of paper? Because they cannot confide to other people." Here, after quite some time passed since I've first heard it, I think I finally understand what she meant.
It's too early to say whether I'll be writing here regularly or not, but I think that ther...
Once I was a dim lit lamp
Then it inspired me
I started sharing my feelings with the world
And opened my eyes to see,
A night sky full of stars
And I'm one of them.
This letter is a special thanks to Sir Drew Bartkiewicz along with the other founders of lettrs... thank you Sir for your very innovative idea of developing such an app. It helped me a lot to connect to the world and share my feelings, and spread positivity. Even thanks to the Lettrs Staff, for goin through thousands of letters worldwide everyday and hitting like and commenting there. Great Work!
Once there was a girl in my life. She was the best thing that happened to me in a long time. Everything felt right about her. It almost felt like I found the one. We laughed, we cried and we talked about life. The only problem was that I did not have a lot of self-confidence, so I was unsure about telling how I felt about her.
She told me that she had plans to emigrate to another country. It killed me when I heard that. She still did not know that I had feelings for her. We talked hours and hours about her plans. I felt obligated to say something about my feelings. Maybe this was my only chance. But during the conversation I noticed how passionate she talked about her emigrations plans, it...
You make all things
I love you
From my heart and head
You are more important
Than the breath I take
My total love
Is all my heart aches
So just to say
That you will know
I love you always
I love you so
I just realized that I've been at 'Lettrs' for 4 years now.
Life's challenges are like Lettrs app,
you hesitated if you can, you tried, you start from scratch, you develop yourself, and next thing you know, it's not that difficult at all.
You are there for a reason,
You are there because God knows you can,
That it can serve you a purpose not just to improve yourself, but to influence and motivate other people along the way.
Music is my father, my mother,
My sister, my brother,
My friend and my lover, forever.
I see different landscapes from yours, despite being in the same place. You speak about the night's shadows and I cannot see anything but the moon and the stars.
The black sheep.
A mis años me dan flojera los celos, me da sueño la obsesión...
Me dan risa las frases de superación personal
disfrazadas de poesía...
Pienso para hacer ejercicio;
puedo tomar tres cervezas,
enviarte un whatsapp y esperarte en el hotel más cercano,
sin atarnos... sin herirnos...
Dividir la cuenta o pagarla yo,
el dinero es un mal necesario;
para trabajar a gusto en el día.
A mis años, prefiero una comida en solitario que un gran menú de peleas innecesarias, si de todas formas todo se termina...
A mis años el sexo es el mejor pretexto para decirte
no te vayas... no te quedes,
llevate tus demonios, déjame los míos.
A mis años, solo leer tiene gracia,
solo esas pequeñ...
¿Como vivir sin ti?
Cuál es la fórmula para despejar mi mente de tu recuerdo
Cual es el método para no llevarte todo el día en mi cabeza
Como derivo la tristeza de tu ausencia
como integro la ecuación de cada momento
Me gustaría saber el secreto para no extrañarte
el truco para ser fuerte, y no morir en el intento,
la habilidad de decir adiós y no engañarme
pues la tristeza me consume por dentro.
Me gustaría usar sigma para saber el resultado de todo mis sentimiento y de los que provocas en mí,
delimitando la preocupación y las nostalgia
de no verte en los días nones ni pares.
No puedo usar un binomio al cuadrado perfecto para esta situación
¿en qué marca de clase te busco? ...
At 19 I met you and our relationship was completely different than my parents. It was healthy. At 6 months I started to feel that you weren't the one for me. At 20 you proposed. I said yes. The anxiety followed. The nagging feeling lingered. I kept telling myself "He's a great guy. You're being shallow.". When I was 21 we wed. The anxiety became a haunting monster. At 22 I left. I look back and see a young woman detached from her own voice. I see a woman settling. Today, I see a woman so brave. A woman brave enough to leave comfort in search of what she truly deserves.
Sometimes all you need to do is to wait and do nothing.. ...
I may thought my love is true , it takes two to accept...
Just be silent , things come back if they are truly yours
..."Quem me dera ao menos uma vez acreditar que quem precisa ter, quase sempre se convence que não tem o bastante, fala demais por não ter nada a dizer "...(Renato Russo)
Queria mesmo saber, o é preciso fazer, pra te ter, não em pedaços, mas entregue em meus braços, pensando apenas em afastar o cansaço.
Não pensando nos meus fracassos, me jogando cada estilhaço que consrgui me fazer tentando ser seu "macho".
Cada não conquista minha, se vai mais um pedaço do que deveria ser seu "homem de aço".
Cada vez mais me firo com as decepções, pensando as vezes em certas "soluções", mr salvar de mim só teria uma saída? Suponho que não, e procuro outra saída. Não que seja a que mais me agrade, pois ama...
I have spent too many words. They're too precious, and yet they were thrown in a bottomless well. I don't want to do that anymore. They should be used on someone worthy, and that someone is me.
I don't even want to acknowledge the sadness I feel. Because it seems as if it doesn't do justice to how things are. But at times, when I go searching for reasons, for a how or a why, I open the door and dip in to what is still there. The nameless sensation I have never had before.
And I don't want to name it, because naming might give it the idea it deserves a place in my life, which it does not. Its the same fear that stops me from acknowledging. It is hard to mourn when nothing is lost. Nothing b...