“Everyone of us needs to show how much we care for each other and, in the process, care for ourselves.”
— Princess Diana
She was a painting
Beautifully painted with colours
Colours that added brightness
She never stayed on the easel
Every stroke of colour blended incredibly
The paint brush never got tired of painting her.
Is my essence.
When it misses a beat.
Absence embraces me.
Drives me to a lonely path.
Locks me up in the dark.
It is gloomy out there.
No air to breath.
No love to care.
My search is incessant.
My heart pounds for you.
A small spark from you.
Lits my Life.
🎂🎁🎉 Birthday Boy Thoughts for Lettrs world...
First of all the credits goes to my parents and my brother because of them I m here & living and because of there support I can dream without the fear because of there love i m flying in my thoughts and there are my idols, inspiration ,everything for me can't express..thank-you Mom...Dad... Brother..
Hello friends and hello to everyone on lettrs today is my Birthday and on this great special day of my life I just want to celebrate and I just want to thanks my Penpals and lettrs team for the support and for bringing out the great app in the writing world...For me lettrs is Heart with soul .. here my thoughts are shining rainbow of Life with ...
Whenever my heart starts to beat that familiar and happy rhythm once more, I remind myself that I stayed to fight.
Not to fall all over again.
Her la da la brought some prankishness into a sombre world occasionally cradled by the sudden and some of the deadliest earthquakes.
Do you remember the shimmer on her breast and the glow emitting from its application ?
Oh yes, you do.But do you have any idea about the girl you spent the night with after having gone on a drinking spree?
You are well aware of the champagne eyeshadow blended amazingly, embellished with the effort it takes to get a smokey eye.
But you do not have any clue about which businessman greeted you and talked about the business prospects for half an hour with a glass of red wine in his hand.
Oh your last night shenanigans are very co...
She never needed a sun to shine,
She became her own illuminating star
Admits the stars and the moon!
Sitting on your lap
With our lips touched, I feel you
I feel your warm body...
13 Word Story
Create a 13 word story based on the illustration below.
Tag your Open Letter, "13WS".
The poisoned diary.
She was an addict, addicted to her coffee and her poisoned thoughts. The world was just an illusion to her. She wrote her diary to get the poison out, she wrote it everyday.
But the poison made her hollow, it consumed her from deep inside. She lost it all, her feelings, her life, everything.
Somewhere somehow the diary begged to be held, it got addicted to her poison.
It craved for the drop of ink but water was all that it got,
Water everywhere, as they poured her belongings into the sea...
In this doodle :
little baby fish receiving a kiss from the kind mother sea ... she has gorgeous waves ;)