कुछ दूर हमारे साथ चलो हम दिल की कहानी कह देंगे
समझे न जिसे तुम आँखों से वो बात ज़ुबानी कह देंगे
जो प्यार करेंगे जानेंगे हर बात हमारी मानेंगे
जो ख़ुद न जले हों उल्फ़त में वो आग को पानी कह देंगे
जब प्यास जवाँ हो जायेगी एहसास की मंज़िल पायेगी
ख़ामोश रहेंगे और तुम्हें हम अपनी कहानी कह देंगे
इस दिल में ज़रा तुम बैठो तो कुछ हाल हमारा पूछो तो
हम सादा दिल हैं 'अश्क' मगर हर बात पुरानी कह देंगे
An Open Barter
These are the words I know.
These are the languages I can say them in.
This is the curve of my cursive,
And this, the tip of my pen.
Make what you will out of it.
These are the stories I know.
These are the morals I can draw from them.
This is the fragrance of my folklore,
And these, my unfinished tales.
Choose an ending of your liking.
These are the songs I sing.
These are the tones I like to sing them in.
This is the pinnacle of my pitch,
And this, the lump in my throat.
Make a melody out of it if you must.
These are the possessions of my being.
Laid out under the stars, for an open barter.
Take something of mine, and leave something of yours in...
Tengo personalidad alegre, pero mi alma esta triste;
han pasado tantos años y aún sigo soñando contigo,
no se si sea de mi mente una bendición o un castigo,
que me recuerda que no estás mas conmigo
que no somos ni amigos,
que nos ha separado tanto el destino,
llevándonos por tan lejanos y distintos caminos.
Cada tanto el soñarte tranquiliza mi mente,
y otras tantas solo mi ser se altera y mi animo se desmorona,
siento que ya no sonrió,
que mi risa solo es una mueca fingida;
con la que intento de vano modo no llegar a sentirme del todo mal,
pero es inútil,
-antes podía- no puedo engañarme más...;
pensé que un tiempo a solas me ayudaría a procesar que ya no estás. ¡No funcionó! Pensé...
Você ( Memórias sem destino part 3)
Como você quer que
Eu diga adeus
Se nada resolvemos?
Se nada curamos?
Como você quer
Que eu diga adeus
Se você nunca disse a mim?
Para a eternidade de
Uma lembrança perdida
Nunca será um
Carta de desculpas (Memórias sem destino part 2)
Desculpa, meu amante
Por todo mal que lhe causei
Por todas as brigas,
Desculpa por ir
Desculpa por ir e voltar
Desculpa por não me desculpar
Memórias sem destino part 1
Mas, nos tornamos amantes
Então, por que voltamos
A ser tão estranhos?
I wonder how the sea
goes back to the shore
Made me realise that,
Love is never meant
to be caged.
And how I would do
the same for you.
Because I have loved you,
even through the wait.
I am drawn to the sky.
As I am stood alone,
I often daydream about being as free
as the clouds that pass
and letting go of the love
I have for you that I know
you’ll never embrace.
- James McInerney
Instagram / Twitter @millsmc07
We are made of thoughts, emotions, and actions, which allows us to live in the moment of randomness, we are afraid of time passing, the wrinkles that slowly color our skin, we are afraid of the thought differences, of what is different from us, than what we do not understand.
And even love, because sometimes we can not understand it.
We believe we give affection to a person, rather it is seen as love, we believe we give love to a person and considers itself a mistake there.
Among the various differences there is one that we share, we have given away the time of our lives, we twisted together, as in a frame, we have created carpets that were saving us, and covered in times of need.
loving you always felt
like walking a tight rope
across two skyscrapers
underneath us, the ravenous city streets
where strangers bump into one another
but always move away
from the moment
they had crashed
into each other's
above us, the wind picks up speed
a lonely leaf flutters
flies, far away from
the forest it was once
but no matter how far
it goes, it remembers
the earth, the sun
the branches it called
and between this remembering
and wishing we didn't have to,
we exist. weightless
like a body left floating
I know how people think. But I'm not going to change my ways. I never listen to what others have to say. I don't hardly know her, but I think. I can love her. I don't care if everyone knows. Because, all that is real, is the way we feel. Don't you know? That when, you play at this level. The whole world is your oyrster? Just one night in your company, can lead to ecstasy. As we dream our sins away. We start to feel the desire grow. It's like you feel. You are in the garden of Eden. What would you do for just one kiss? Especially: when you can see the love, that you feel in thier eyes. Why don't you take the shot in the dark? It might lead a step closer, to the feeling of two hearts beating a...
Do u really love me ???
Maybe... then why u don't show it to me..
I am your Bachaa not a adopted child then why I can't get ur care shower everyday.
I know we can't meet regularly but we can talk.. But still I don't get any of call from you.. U just call me once in a month & in just 2min conversations u just ask where r u..??
I credited your account u get or not?
TheN hang on.
BuT do u ask once that how r u?? How's Ur health??
How's going Ur study??
Is the home owner give u properly dite or not, about my office work & more more & more. But not.
BuT really I miss you a lot dad🙁🙁
I love you papa❤️❤️
Happy Birthday To the most important person of my life p. Box #622464.
& wish God will fulfill ur life with happiness and success.
You were always their with me whenever I needed you.
Lots of luv & care dude.
& I pray to god that you will get ur love back. Be Patience.
You are not only my friend your are like my family.
Again happy Birthday Bday boy.
Cheating doesn’t start with sex, it starts with sneaky conversations.
He cheated on me. Yes he did. The one thing that I never wanted happened and I had to leave or rather he made me leave.
He cheated but he had the audacity to ask me to get out of his life.
He had the guts to tell me that there were other issues that mattered more and that loyalty and morality was merely what mattered more in the eyes of the society.
I still love him. So much that it hurts me all the time to think of this person who was never the person that I thought him to be.
Did I never, when
Breath slowed down, your
Touch against cold, wall
Where softest arm, rested
Haze covering the, sky
Above us closing, eyes
That were struck at, moon
Whom implored, I
Kept on asking for, your face
And hence complaing, the sky
That I never really looked at, him
But knows who would then, when
Your eyes see the sky, and I
I taste your presence, hence
Close my eyes away, from you
Did I never shout loudest, how much
I begged the moon to bring, your
Scent kept me going, well
So did the moon.
Those who struggle with anxiety feel restless inside, which in turn can manifest itself as restlessness when stuck in a single place, unable to distract the mind from guilt, inner turmoil, stress or trauma. @PLECCA
The "vitual" Stanger
I know you look at your faults
Your imperfections are part of your beauty
Everything about you is perfect
I fell in love with your words
I wish I could fall in love with all of you
A real love in a virtual world
It's a feeling of want
Of being uplifted
You are Yin and Yang
It's the feeling of you
Eu queria poder estar
Do seu lado
Nos momentos de sol
E em dias nublados
Eu queria poder te proteger
Como eu protegia antigamente
Me colocar em sua frente
Te defender com unhas
Mas eu não estou com você
E você não está comigo
Não por enquanto
Então eu aguardo
Pelo esperado reencontro
Que eu irei ter com você