Ya estamos en medio de Agosto y el verano pasa volando!
No quiero que se acabe esta época del año en la que puedes pasar tiempo con personas que no puedes ver el resto del año, y en la que tienes tiempo para dedicarte a ti mismo en las cosas que te gustan.
Toca aprovechar lo que queda!
CHRISTMAS FUN FACT
The Christmas card originally appeared in England as a way for students to practice their handwriting. Sir Henry Cole apparently created the first Christmas card since he was too busy to write an individual note to every loved one in 1843. Today, more than 3 billion Christmas cards are sent in the U.S. every year.
Grandpas are so much fun to be with .😊
Just a random doodle 😊
P.S didnt get to enjoy time with my grandpa 😔
I just miss you so much so I'm sending you this letter along with my heart.
The Yin and The Yang.
My shell was the dark black case
Which you broke open through,
ILLUMINATING your light into my cave
The barren land first experienced dew.
I pushed you away from me
Telling not to get your heart stained,
I had long worked on my feelings
To get them perfectly chained.
But your were not afraid of my dark
You somewhere saw the white in me,
You held to me, showed me your little dark
You had the escape for the unknown MYSTERY in me...
I touched your hand and the darkness creeped
It creeped right through my arms,
Ignoring all that IMPERFECTION
You kept those fingers INTERWINED...
"Spring You Come Here"
On the way to home
I met the queen of season
Preceding before summer begins a butterfly flying with ease
I run behind to grasp it
I saw a mottled cloud-driven from the northern hemisphere to south hemisphere with a cold wind intimate
the enchanter is going to appear
On the side, a troop of birds fly's with their melodious voice
I knew it the Queen appears again nature, a life of living through breathing is going to be refresh
In this season of pleasure and joy
It is to regain their lost span flowers leaves to see the beautiful sight of nature and sweet smell in all directions.
Spring season is a cast of spell on the climatic season's life.
I come ...
In a lazy town there was a guy,
Quiet, Quirky, mischievous yet shy!
The girl he liked was nice and kind,
He chose her upon many, she was someone hard to find!
They spoke less,only when need be..
But in their eyes their love was for the world to see!
Days passed by like minutes, he would just smile..
Her cheeks red and she blushed all the while!
The world thought they are part of current trends,
They hardly talk, they might be "just friends"!
But the girl and guy let their hearts speak.. their hearts knew..
He loved her more than he would ever show,
She loved him more than she would ever know!!
Knowledge of Self
Took me to deepest of my Scars
And Emptiness kept
Carving them more deep...
Musings at Midnight
Explore my soul,
with your silken touch,
The moon platonic,
hasn't seen fervour such,
Hoist me to the zenith,
on your love crutch,
When naked emotions breed,
there is no too much,
Hold me forever addicted,
To desire's divine clutch.
If I say there is going to be no tomorrow
what will you do?
Think over it and do it today
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...
There's something about lands in faraway places, beyond the reach of towering skyscrapers and walls of concrete.
Winding roads and clear skies engorge your heart with calmness.
The Sun is softer, kinder.
The breeze, more playful.
Trees rustling are no more hushed by loud screams of the city.
You look around and you find happiness; the kind of happiness you can experience only when nature caresses you with her delicate love.