Crea en mí, oh Dios, un corazón limpio, y renueva un espíritu recto dentro de mí.
Salmos 51:10 RVR1960
Siempre es tiempo de nuevos retos, de cambios, de actitudes nuevas para así ver todo aquello que Dios tiene para cada uno de nosotros planeado. Los cambios en los que Dios es el centro son los mejores. Ánimo que si se puede 💪🏻. Nuevo corazón, nueva vida, nueva ruta y un nuevo comenzar.🙏
As I gaze across the street,
Trying my best to be discreet,
I see him,yet again,sitting there,
lonely on the park bench.
His eyes, towards my window
waiting perhaps,for my move.
I stand still and wait for his,instead.
He flips out his notebook,
And begins the process,
Of entrapping me.
With his eyes,looking swiftly towards me,
And his fingers moving so delicately yet furiously over his notebook.
It makes me wonder,
what does he see me as?
An inspiration? His muse?
His piercing gaze holds my heart,again.
As I open the window and look at him,
as I have done everyday for the past year.
But I look at him today,not out of despair.
Not out of pain, that had been my l...
Sometimes unworthy people enter your life.
They leave you with someone worthier, a new you!
The whole life becomes worthwhile then.
There are lessons and there are reasons.
Life is so simple except for
the Fact that it bristles with
I sit at the light
Of my desk lamp
Thinking of the things
I want to tell you
I want to tell
How I used to love
The moon and the night
I want you to know
How the stars calmed me down
I want you to laugh
As I crack a joke
I've been planning for weeks
To tell you
I want to tell
The times I talked with trees
I want to tell you
All the things that
Once made me happy
But don't anymore
As they've been replaced
With memories that
Corrupted their meaning to me
I want to tell how
I've wasted my time
Wanting to tell you things
I want to tell
Everything about me
And everything that isn't,
And I even almost do,
I tell myself
You don't care,
That nobody ever does,
And yet again I lo...
I'm under your spell.
Can't think. Can't write.
Must find inspiration.
Using a paper and a stamp so my voice can be heard.
Feeling sad and happy at the same time. Loving you isn't easy.
You filled me up with melancholy that day. Take it away. Make it go away.
My love for what you're isn't plain to see ?
I hate you when I love you.
If I offer you the song of thousands Angels singing would you accept it?
If I learn to live with no music would you be less cruel?
If a manage to walk upon the Indian ocean would stay here?
I'm a small piece of light trying to find its way in your abyss...
And all I could
the two of us
lying on the ground
And looking at the sky
hoping for it to rain.
in hopes that
maybe we both
could learn a little
the way the sky
wrote it on the clouds.
The night cradles her as if mother to a child. Paws gently caress the earth. Everyone wants a chance to see her, yet, she hides herself. Sometimes only leaving trees to feed, or to get what she needs. Eyes sharp, senses heightened, the ultimate predator she is.
Her coat feels as silk, a vision of power to be seen. I'd bow to her if given the chance. A permanent vision sultry. A symbol of pride, no wonder she'd choose to hide. For who'd appreciate her without attempts to possess? Who'd love her enough to understand her pleas, love her enough to see, love her enough to watch her leave....
How lovely she'd be, living in eternity? How sad could she be; solitude comforts. Questions ask...
To exist is to be on your own
To detach yourself from all expectations
And attach yourself with compassion.
To exist is to be an individual
Whose peace is ingrained within by themself.
To exist is to fulfill your soul's cravings first,
And set on the path to self righteousness.
Following this, you'll exist to make the world a place
Worth living in.
Open my eyes to face my fear,
I can't hide,
I can't try to hide,
Devil hangs around,
Side by side...
I have to face,
I have to fight,
I have to deal with shadows of night,
I will be the winner of the game,
Not a witch,
This is exactly what I fear the most...
Feel like blind,
Mind is playing a game,
Heart is not in my side,
I don't have a clue,
The monster is inside me..
Light is gone,
Dark is came,
I am here and
I am alone...
Loneliness is my fear,
No matter how much I hide,
How much I run,
Nightmare just has begun....
I let u see the best of me.....I gave you the keys to explore me lyk no1 had ever did....but al you did was ruin me n took out the worst of me!!!
I’ll paint for you a picture
Of a place where you can go
Where the sound of laughter echoes
In a field where daisies grow
A place where dreams are caught up
Inside nets stitched out of hope
Where the grassy hills are playful
Where they laugh with every slope
I’ll write for you a version
Of a very different life
Where you can sit amongst your problems
And laugh away your strife
A world where there is magic
Where dreams fall from the sky
Where you’ll never have to worry
That your dreams will pass you by
Just ask me, if you’re yearning
And I’ll pick up my pen
My words can take you places
That you have never been
It is bewildering how some people focus so much on the things which they do not have, and forget so quickly about the abundant things that they already possess.
We fall in love with the idea of love.
Love seems to be a bed of flowers but later on we get to know its a bed of thorns..
The idea of love is beautiful.. But the real love is scary.. Dreadful.
Pain and pleasure go hand in hand...idea of love is pleasure but being in love is pain..
"Fear is the worst enemy of man. Dictionary says fear is 'an uncontrollable, unpleasant emotion caused by actual or perceived danger or threat.' It's one of the major driving forces in human beings. The course of any civilization depends upon the type and amount of fear people have. There are so many fears in life. Some fear heights, some fear spiders. Some fear death and some fear living. But the worst among all the fears is the Fear of telling the truth. It's a double edged sword for the fear and the truth both kill from within. Never have this fear. Unfortunately majority of people suffer from this. Telling the truth might cause some physical damage or at the mo...
One step at a time.
Everything will be just fine.
When you let go stress
Life will make sense.
La luna se mostraba imponente en el espléndido cielo lleno de estrellas, lo sabía, hacía unas horas habíamos estado sentados bajo tan excepcional espectáculo comiendo palomitas y riéndonos de cualquier recuerdo que viniera a nuestras mentes.
Ahora una luz tenue lograba iluminar levemente la habitación, él yacía a mi lado, la luz de la luna lograba iluminar sutilmente su cuerpo desnudo, casi parecía una caricia tierna que le hacía la luna para que la oscuridad no se robara su belleza.
¿Qué debía hacer? ¿tratar de inmortalizar el momento?, era obvio que una fotografía no haría justicia a tanta belleza, lo único que podía hacer en ese momento era mirarlo y tratar de atesorar esa imagen para si...
You may not
Be easy to love
But it doesn't make you
Any less deserving
Of every fibre of love.
Acredite. Mas é para acreditar mesmo, de verdade, colocando toda a sua fé e confiança. Acredite em si mesma e acredite nestas palavras, porque vai dar certo.
Todo o seu esforço não será em vão. Tudo isso que você está fazendo agora faz parte de um grande trabalho de vida que, convenhamos, é um pouco lento e também demorado. Por falar em tempo, vai ser bom se você praticar um exercício diário junto a ele, procurando seguir em frente sempre com calma, paciência e respirações profundas.
Só podemos te dizer uma coisa: não desista, porque você está no caminho certo. Não é se estressando, perdendo a cabeça e buscando encontrar atalhos inviáveis que nós chegamos onde queremos. E sabemos que, ao ...