IS PERCEPTION REALLY REALITY?
Our identity is largely based on perception, how the world views us. For this week's writing topic we ask you to write an Open Letter first honestly describing who people think you are, the perception of you in the eyes of others, and then compare it to who you know you are, how you think of yourself.
Putting these two different perspectives on the page will be an exercise in reflection:
-Do you see yourself as the world does?
-Can you be who you know you are?
Tag your letter "MyReality" written exactly as is to qualify for a chance to be a featured writer next week.
Dear Drew Bartkiewicz,
Thank you for reading my post.
I think about LETTRS is a unique platform. I like. especially stamps and doodles.
I write what could not write on Twitter or Facebook. Like a "Message in bottle".
You are just following a process
of exhaling and inhaling.
You lost yourself in proving your perceptions to this world.
You lost yourself the moment, you stopped loving yourself.
Strive, Struggle and Live in this nasty though beautiful world.
Leave your mark.
Me gusta por qué a su lado no tengo pasado y veo el futuro.
Me gusta porque el reflejo de tus ojos me enseñan una mejor versión de mí mismo. Me gustas porque hablas de futuro, mientas vives en el presente, llevándome de la mano y sonriendo con tanta fuerza, y haces que mis miedos huyan.
Me gusta porque me ata en libertad y me besa dejándome libre sabiendo que siempre volveré a su lado.
Me gusta porque me toca y siento mi piel al mismo tiempo que siento la suya. Me gusta por el respecto que me tiene, por darme opciones y enseñarme lecciones.
Me gusta porque me hace promesa y no cruza los dedos, y porque en ese acto sonríe y hace que yo sonría.
Me gusta porque me hace tener los pies en la...
With all my
To all the places
I can kiss you,
Tremble with me;
Taking what I've
Been waiting so
Long to taste,
To hold on to.
A firm grasp
With small, soft hands
Grabbing on to everything Mine.~E.M. Fraser
Rich blue waters show a deep search for the words we thirst for, lurking deep beneath the coldest currents and provoking our irresistible desires to swim - and die - down there, frozen but found once that secret light appears.
La distancia es ese puente
que divide mis miedos
que conecta mis deseos
que deseo saber cruzar
para unirme a tu mano.
Aquel que atravesaremos juntos
para que lo que hoy nos separa
se olvide al estar juntos al fin
y nos encuentre aprendiendo a vivir.
Dear future husband,
My pout and ur smile makes a beautiful picture,
So there is no need of expensive place as background.
It's okay if u don't gimme money to shop,
Coz I feel comfortable in ur shirts nd hoodies.
It's okay if u don't take me to movie,
Coz I would love to sit next to u on roof top and
stare at the stars.
It's new, it's new to feel this all over again..
The wait, the wish, the dream, and everything is to surrender ....
Karangkan bertangkai bunga untukku, karena aku mulai takut
kenakanlah zirah keyakinan di ragaku, karena aku rawan gentar
kalungkanlah darah di leher pendekku, ini bukan lagi untukku
berjuanglah, di bangsat dunia.
I used to love my pen too much,
As it reminded me of your touch.
Long ago when you were gone,
Leaving me to be a wolf and that too lone.
This pen was my saviour,
Which helped me mould a new behaviour.
But now even this pen hurts my eyes,
Because I let the same flames burn me twice
Just when I thought I have finished reading the part one, god came up with an unfinished part two..📖
Oh let me tell you,
You should be afraid of me.
I'm an author, and an actor.
If you think I can't create a feeling on the spot,
If you doubt that I can know exactly what to say to make you think ANYTHING,
If you for one second,
Feel like I am not a threat,
You are sorely mistaken.
"Don't get on my bad side." -an understatement.
I can BREAK your world in a matter of minutes.
Actions are powerful,
Words Are Power.
If you don't believe I can hurt you,
Test it out.
I've been looking for another body to stack up,
the pile's getting uneven.
Walking in the sidewalk,
With my arms crossed
And thousand of thoughts flooding my mind
Soft breeze brushing my hair off my face
As I went on
Walking to my favourite garden.
Sleeping in the lap of the nature with a mild scent of orchids and tulips
I realised the very essence of life.
Listening to the poetry of nature
Sung by the birds
Hummed by the leaves.
Living for others is the rule of nature
Like the sun never shines for itself
And the flower's aroma is not for it to take a sniff.
But change is the purpose of life.
A caterpillar transforms into a beautiful butterfly
And cub grows up to become a magnificent lion with a mane
Denoting it's superiority.
Change is not served on a plate of gold...
My heart was chained up with your love,
And the best part is,
I don't wanna escape.
I wanna stay caged forever.