One Day it will get better...
One Day, all the pain you suffered will give you reasons to smile
One Day, you'll hear your scars scream "Victory!!"
One Day, all your sorrow will sway to the beats of life's happy song
One Day, you'll muster enough strength to smile through your tears
One Day, 'Okay' will begin to mean O.K.A.Y.
One Day is on it's way....speeding through the jungles, bruised and battered...but inching closer to you...
Do not give up on hope...coz with a promise to make everything better...that One Day is coming...
Waking up to who you are
Requires letting go
Of who you imagine
Yourself to be.
~ Alan Watts
Knowing is not the same as understanding.
Meeting is not the same as connecting.
Hearing is not the same as listening.
Feeling is not the same as expressing.
Seeing is not the same as observing.
Liking is not the same as loving.
Recovering is not the same as healing.
Breathing is not the same as living.
Silence is not the same as peace.
Know your words.
Know your actions.
Know your worth.
Know what you want.
Know who you want to be.
Be all you can be.
Be all you need others to be.
May we all find that one person who is willing to wait for us, no matter how uncomfortable it may be. ❤️
Oid mortales el grito sagrado
por la memoria de nuestros héroes
que defendieron nuestra nación.
Sean eternos los laureles
de aquellos soldados anónimos
que dieron su vida por nuestra patria.
Y para aquellos que aún viven
mi más sincero respeto y admiración
honor y gloria eterna en nuestro grito de Libertad!
In the darkness
you come to me,
in the blackness
let these wounds begin to mend,
to grace me with these
and I am terrified,
worried that some real thing-
my morning breath
or some word ill spoken-
will break the spell that you have woven.
Sit and ponder, wait and listen, I can feel you breathe. My heart is stiring, mind exploring, why'd I make you leave? Can't stop hoping, watching, waiting, wont help but believe. Arms out reaching, body trembling, our souls will always weave.
In my dreams
down to my level,
to spend your night
would rather spend
your night with me,
would rather fall asleep
would rather share
your dreams with me;
you always descend
in my dreams.
Throw away your mask
Dont play the role
You were given
Forget the rules
You were taught
Dont ask for permission
Can start your revolution
Por donde nadie imagine tus sueños.
Libéra tu sonrisa de aquellos rostros que no han sabido amarte y valorarte.
De aquellos monstruos que se escaparon de tu armario y te han hecho sufrir.
De sus ambiciones de guerra y poder materialista,
Sólo ahí encontrarás la verdad
De lo que es el amor.
y cuando te liberes
que los niños, son de quien debemos aprender.
Para ser mejores adultos....
"" ELPIDIO MONTES "" "
I am incandescent with hope.
I am penumbral with fear.
You sit across from me, coiled,
cold, yet casual and speak
soft words tinged with caution,
hemmed in and hedged with
fearful knowledge of pain,
of apathy and callousness,
of rage and regret. You must
guard yourself against hope,
and against fear, and against me.
I am not here to add to your worries,
but to stand by your side and marvel
at the grace and strength with which
you bear them all, unbeaten, alone.
I am not here to reclaim what we had,
but to forge for the first time
what you and yours deserved from the start.
Life is not only about,
Partying, eating, and clicks.
Its more about,
Talks Talks Talks.
(Okay, not surely with halfwit though)
I am free,
Because I just want to be me,
And improve me.
Peace is forged by battles, bloodshed, war, deception yet its peace ...
So is the paradox of life ....
- Dhawal J
I am a raw nerve,
an elastic band stretched tight,
your lightest touch
sends shivers through my soul.
I am every color;
I cannot sit still.
I am all. Feel all.
Am consumed by all.
I vibrate, trying to match
my frequency to yours.
I am terrified.
I am yours.
No matter what you decide,
I'll always be on your side.
I am caught in a hurricane,
whiplashed and windblown in the rain,
tossed like a drop in the wind,
and I don't know when it will end.
I am spinning, thoughts racing,
wherever I go, these thoughts come chasing.
I do not know what to think,
but all these tangled thoughts have me on the brink.
I am spinning, heart racing,
do I dare hope? This joy is so bracing,
but it's fragile, is it breaking?
It's too much to bear.
It's too much to dare.
Stay quiet, stay underground,
where your helpless thoughts cannot be found...