I think if I were ever famous, it would first be for being a great dad and then for imagining a wonderful place like lettrs, where people seek the best in their words as opposed to the worst.
Thanks to all who take time to write,
the years accumulate,
filling the space between us
we live in the margins,
avoiding shallow waters
filled with hollow words
we’re all fake smiles
and bitter reminders
and thinly veiled distaste,
the ghosts of what once was
i always thought
we’d find our way back
were made to burn
- ashley jane
Y tanto la quise, que al alejarse de mi, había olvidado quién era yo.
Un inmenso vacío.
Although I'm a dreamer
And somewhat of
Even I realize
That it is impossible
To get to
The pot of gold
At the end
Of broken rainbows. JD
#BrokenRainbows #AugFalls19 poetry challenge
I miss you,
I’m sorry i wasn’t there when you needed someone somehow I failed you and because of it I can’t feel the same. Today was supposed to be your birthday and we were supposed to spend the day going together. We made each other a promise.i never forgot it I think u did. You were the one person in my life that never wanted anything from me not ever judged me. Your were to me so pure and void of malice and even when I was hurt and withdrawn u came and would seek me out. I never will forget our promise or the words u last said to me.it is because of those words I can never allow anyone to ever hurt me. Thank you I love and miss you every day. I’m so sorry. I went walking the art street an...
Pain and fear are my constant companions. I don't know when it will stop.
Oh, Father, where are you? Don't leave me in the middle of this storm.
Te extraño, te extraño más que ayer, no sé porque lo hago, si siempre has sigo igual, creo que extraño lo fácil que eres, ahora tan complicada y vacía, no se donde estás. Quisiera saber que estás bien, pero tus fotos me dicen que no, extraño que fueras como el invierno fría y pasajera, extraño el pasar de los días y que tú simplemente estuvieras, estuvieras ahí con tu mirada de niña tímida y dulce, no se que extraño más de ti, si tú ausencia o tu presencia. Creo que extrañarte es mi mayor problema, porque eres tan complicada que me encanta ponerme retos, amarte, amarte en la oscuridad de tu cuerpo, amarte como aman lo pingüinos para toda la vida. Amarte para no extrañarte, y extrañarte para ...
Dear Lady Skylark - Becca🐦,
Thank you so much for critiquing my work. I really love to hear feedback. It’s not really about winning a prize for me, I do it because writing saves my life everyday. I don’t have much in this life but I do have my words. I appreciate this letter so much. I love reading people’s stories and I see people reading mine. It’s a give and take action that keeps the world turning. I will try to improve on writing too.
It's pretty late rn, I can't sleep bcz I slept the whole day!
Completely inactive since idk when
I started writing it for once but couldn't finish it.
That's my habit of leaving things in the middle
I've started giving up on things which I used to do
I don't have a goal and sometimes I think why was I even born
When I'm not doing anything when I have no idea what i'll be in future
Who is my idol or who really inspires me?
i don't know.
I don't know why am here writing while speaking it out loud
maybe to feel it more, to express openly without any shame or guilt.
Because right now I'm a person of no use, literally.
My parents wants or wanted (idk) me to get married in the age o...
All my life people have dug their claws into my skin and tore flesh from the bone.
They left me standing there bleeding out all on my own.
So can you blame me for not looking you in the eye?
Because all I have ever wanted was to live while others wanted me to die
Are you surprised I mumble and fumble my words?
When others have taken what I have said and buried it in the dirt
It has never been my intention to be malicious or cruel
So why am I treated like scum on the sole of a shoe?
I'm just doing my best to carry this trauma on my back
Traveling with empathy and compassion, the things those others lack
I ask as I wander "what did I do to warrant such abuse?"
It's wasted breath becau...
Hi! Looking for friends and pen pals! My name is Makayla or Kayla for short. I’m nineteen years old. My favorite colors are purple and green.
The train chugs on steeply up the slope of the hill. The man, by the window, looks up from his diary. The sweet chill of the hilly gust through the half ajar window makes him wrap his jacket even more tightly. Through the gape, he gazes outside. The mellow rays paint the Bernese landscape in a golden hue. On the right, the ice capped peaks are just visible. As the train takes a turn, he sees an array of such snow clad mountains, glimmering in the aureate tint of the forenoon. The snow keeps melting and a stream or two trickles down from unexpected creeks in the rocks. He sighs at the beauty of it and glances on the other side. By now the train is coming to a halt at Wengen. A ver...
Dear Lady Skylark - Becca🐦,
Congratulations🎊🎉 once again on your wonderful achievement and for bring all of us from all around the world into this family...👌🙏
My special thanks also to, Alma, Bridget and Sweedle. For all the love, support and Help..😍
I thank you all for all the efforts put in and I'm happy that I to be a part of it in my own small way...🤗
Cause I believe life is not all about winning, but being a part of a journey where you help each other grow...🥰🤩
That's where Love flows...😍
I might still be clumsy at my spellings or punctuation's but that's me.. 🙅♂️
Cause I believe total perfection is boring...🤧
Just release some steam that's how steam engines were born 🤪
Even if I keep running away, promise me you will keep tailing me. And when I fall, when I am tired, when every step seems to be a mile, when the darkness surrounds me and the road gets tougher promise me that you will take me away with you. Somewhere far away from this real world, far from all the pain and sufferings, where no one can see us and let me hide in your arms and heal all my wounds...
Dear Lady Skylark,
Thank you for writing to me!
I'm so thrilled and honored to receive your letter and the announcement that I have been awarded the Third Place in the 200th Skylark Challenge!! 🥳✨🎉🎊
I have been waiting in quiet anticipation for the announcements, albeit nervously, because I have been super excited since you sent out the prompt for the contest.
As an artist and lover of art, I couldn't help but set my eyes on the prizes! Honestly I wish I could have done better to win the art piece. I absolutely loved the color scheme, the abstract background, the Skylark and the beautiful haiku that goes along.
Nevertheless, I'm happy with the verdict and look forward to the goodies! 😍✨...
Algunas veces es mejor dejar pasar los sueños, ya sea por conservar lo mejor que se tiene, o para no perderlo por una ilusión.
Existen muchos pensamientos sin concretar, muchos sueños rotos por nuestros propios miedos.
Ideas vienen y van, el punto es no estancarse aún cuando se decide dejar ir una de ellas.
Oportunidades mejores vendrán, no cerremos nuestro mundo creyendo que no existen más días en esta vida, en los que podremos cumplir lo que anhelamos.
Únicamente nos queda asimilar el hecho de que no siempre se consigue lo que quiere, y seguir adelante, siguiendo con más sueños, trazándonos metas, cumpliendo más sueños y concretando más sueños, creando mejores oportunidades. No...
Dear Lady Skylark - Becca🐦,
Thank you so much Becca. I feel like I'm floating on cloud nine right now! Winning the challenge was really beyond expectation after reading other amazing stories by people. I am soooooooooo happy.
The feedbacks are another thing that am grateful for. I too thought in the second entry I'm being a little forceful with the words, but the idea was stuck in my mind and I just had to write it down. I'll give it another try, and see if I can do more justice to it.
As for the first entry Becca, I think I couldn't convey it properly, so I'll improve in that also.
Still I'd like to tell you what I intended in the story, and you might then be able to help me how I could ...