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November 14, 2018
 

Bonjour!




I have a nice evening, will be soon sleep. So what's up ?

Sending this #lettrs in air.




With love from Paris
Oleg

ORIGINAL
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November 12, 2018
 

Dear my heart :
         I met you nearly two years ago, oblivious to how precious you'd become to me... How pivotal and necessary you are to my existence. I never thought I'd say that. I never thought, not for a moment, that I'd meet the one. You, not only, are everything I've pictured in my " ideal man", but also so, much more I didn't know I needed. You are inspiring, an outstanding father, and someone who is constantly pushing me to grow.
          Most would say I'm too difficult to love, that you should stay away from me, and that I'm complex and complicated. A few would have my back from the beginning. They would say my genuine emotions and depth are what makes me, me. They would s...

HOME SWEET HOME
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November 11, 2018
Canton, United States

Dear Android Members of lettrs,

I apologize for the extended issues on resolving the Android app.  We are aware of it and know that all your letters are safe and will be restored as soon as possible.

Thanks for your understanding!

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WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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November 12, 2018
 

Behind the deathly gallows
I stood motionless
The spooky wind gushed in my veins
A dark shadow whispered something in my ear
& the lights started flickering
Blood spilled everywhere
Oozing out from my stomach
A little girl’s shadow came out of the darkness
& touched my fingers
& said -Am your unborn child

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DARK NIGHT
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November 8, 2018
 

Dear friends of lettrs,

We experienced some technical difficulties in the last 24 hours with a very large surge in letter writing. My apologies!  For our iOS members the scale matter has been resolved and we are close to completing a fix for Android.

These problems sometimes occur with technology but know that your letters mean so much to us, and to the world.  We are committed to the preservation of lettrs, forever.  

Did you know letters have now been published in 80 languages and 93 countries?  We are on a mission and that mission is to make messages that actually matter.

Thanks for understanding!

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WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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November 6, 2018
 

He preparado la mejor fiesta de mi vida, invité a mis recuerdos, contraté a mis demonios para que fueran anfitriones de la noche, nombré invitado especial a mis sentimientos, al odio le ofrecí hacer las pases y a la tristeza la emborraché con tequila barato para que le de resaca, contraté a mis quejas y dolores para cantar serenata, llegó el amor a la fiesta« labios rojo vino, de tes blanca y cabello castaño, buenas curvas y una sonrisa simétrica», la envidia le agarró tema y la pena se le burló en la cara, yo estaba conversando con la ironía y la felicidad me saludó, la tristeza ya borracha se  besó con la depresión y los encontré haciendo un trío con el suicidio, la envidia ya había planead...

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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November 6, 2018
 

More than ever, Joe is determined to enjoy the small things in life. He had spent the better half of this year, in the hospital. When the doctors spoke with him about his treatment options, he declined all offers. There was no way to really enjoy life, laying in some semi personalized room, hooked to machines, being poked and prodded.
The trail to the lake was about a mile. Joe took his time, ensuring that he doesn't push himself too hard. The birds were singing; he could hear about six different kinds of them. The breeze sure felt wonderful, warm but cool at the same time. Joe got cold quickly these days, but he didn't allow that to keep him inside.
Finally, there it was, the lake with a...

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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November 4, 2018
 

Retórica de la vida llamada muerte

¿Y qué somos después de la carne y el hueso? ¿Y en qué nos convertimos después de la muerte?
¡Seguro nos mezclamos como pinolillo entre la tierra santa, el polvo de la caja fúnebre y las migajas de lo que un día fuimos!

Yo veo pasar, niños, jóvenes, adultos, «unos llorando, otros sumergidos en la inmensa soledad de la madrugada, otros resignados y unos cuantos inconscientes sin tener derecho a saber lo que está pasando», por los pasillos de la sala  de un quirófano, sin siquiera saber si las esperanzas aún les pertenecen o si la vida aún le quiere, a algunos les doy seguimiento y a los otros los pierdo de vista,  luego salgo a la calle y veo cada día mas ...

COZY FALL
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July 10, 2018
 

Head Lettrist, Hola
Es increíble que apenas yo haya leído este mensaje.
Porsupuesto lo haré... Y tiene usted mucha razón, éste...
...Es un lugar especial.💝

              Shirley.

A MAN'S BEST FRIEND
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November 1, 2018
 

The Angel's Desire.

With timid steps, her back against the wall,
lecherous hounds, surround her ready to scavenge her all.
With sticks in her hands,playing with fire,
A little equality, the little angels desire.

She worships Durga, protector of all,
Yet why in the seas of Mahishasur, her outcries are being squashed.
With sticks in her hands,playing with fire,
A little equality, the little angels desire.

Fancying her glittering dress, she dances to the pujo tunes,
She sees the rapist's eyes, where the world sees her glittering saree.
With sticks in her hands,playing with fire,
A little equality, the little angels desire.

Fancying her glittering dress, she dances to the pujo tunes,
She see...

COZY FALL
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November 1, 2018
 

'Dangerous' are not external things ... Dangerous thing to humanity is technology.

-Nithya❤️

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I SEE..
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October 30, 2018
 

in the darkest of days
i felt god less
like no one was answering prayers
on the other side of this wall called life
like i was put through this pain and forgotten somehow
that i will be famous someday
and be known for this despair
this sadness in my eyes will lure millions
that I would become a mirror of mistakes
for most who came in contact with my skin and bones
that i will remain even if i disappeared
as a poem
as a memory
as a name tattooed on the arms of a lover
as love in the nascent eyes of
pieces of my heart that I gave life to
but then immortality was never my aim
godlessness is not a great place to be in
being lonely almost feels like a sin

©SakshiNarula2018

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RESPECT
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October 29, 2018
Canton, United States

I believe that what gives us texture, the lines of experience and the depths of character, is not any singular success but the sequence of a thousand necessary failures.

We are enriched by striving more than by winning.

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WINNERS VS QUITTERS
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October 29, 2018
 

Dangerously Alive

Pool slides,
Skydives,
Rollercoasters,
Swings,
Campfires,
Horse riding,
Bungee jumping
broken wings,
Gun violence,
Selling drugs,
Walking the streets at night,
Prostitution, bar scene hopping,
Strung out, asking for a fight.
Riding the elevator,
Crossing the street,
Hosting a homeless stranger,
Everything has the slightest bit
Of unpreventable danger,

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WHICH WAY?
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October 28, 2018
 

Day 1
It's been 24 hours.
Home has been comforting. After 15 days of barely any sleep, I find myself stuck in a routine. I weigh exactly 84kgs right now. I thought I'd weigh a little more but hey good for me.
I have been a little out of order. Things are happening which I didn't foresee. Decisions are to be taken. Only thing that could keep me sane is this pieces of paper and my keypads. So this isn't a shout out for help, I don't need any. I have grown to become someone who tackles everything as it comes. This is a memoir. So when I look back at it on 31st December 2018 I know what I don't need after the new year :)
Majors starts on 4th December. Just a step away from being a doctor. Fingers...

LET GIRLS LEARN
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October 27, 2018
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Sometimes,
I just need solitude,
A pen and some paper!

Let the music play;
The nonsense world just fade away!
Words flow, heart to page,
Talent rare in today’s day and age.
Thoughts and feelings,
All I need to say,
Comprehensive formation,
Flowing down the page.

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LET GIRLS LEARN
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October 27, 2018
 

Ojalá que mi amor no te duela y te olvides de mi para siempre
Que te hieran los recuerdos diarios
Por haberme perdido

Yo no se, si te extrañaré mañana
Después de todo
Te llevo conmigo siempre
Acepto mi derrota
Pero de nosotros dos
Tu pierdes más que yo

Yo al menos quise llegar hasta el final
Y tú no supiste valorar el único amor
Sin fin que te podrán dar.

Ahora amo a otra pero aún te recuerdo
Pero tú no podrás amar a nadie
Porque me amas a mi

No es el odio y el rencor quién te atormenta,
Es el recuerdo que te doblega a sentir
Lo que yo ya no siento

Ahora no vengas a querer ocupar el mismo lugar
El ropero ya tiene ropa nueva
La tuya se las comieron las polillas
Y Nisiquiera quedó rastro...

LET GIRLS LEARN
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