As they walked passed the fence,they knew there was no turning back. They looked at each other silently for a second and then kept walking. You cant just kill a woman of her stature and think there would be no consequence they thought. But they were ready this time. They werent before and thats how they lost her and how theyll lose everyone else if the tyranny didnt end. From her corpse the sun will rise again and Amaara's death avenged. Their hands steady as they cut swifty through the narrow passage into a keep silent as the grave. She would be ready as well no doubt. May the best woman win.
Thought of the day
She once had a time where she was just living life with no aim she just did things because it had to be done .... then she randomly knew someone who spread something that she still cannot explain... something good though, something really good so she started to smile for the little things in life... (like being blessed to eat her favorite potatoes or pasta) she realized that being special was actually quite amazing. And she is thankful for that.
I've been listening to Hannah's tapes. Boy was she troubled! I don't quite relate to the entire series but yeah there's this one part that gets me every time. It's when Clay visualizes Hannah recording those tapes. It's the Hannah inside his head. 'cause I see you too. Right across from where I'm seated right now, the table besides the glass window. I see you holding me softly, and I feel the warmth of your skin. You take a sip of my cup of black tea and you wriggle your nose. Your probing eyes, trying to get stuff outta me. I see it all. Just about then, my tea gets served. I thank the waiter and look back at the table, besides the glass window.
The table is empty.
You are so special to Me!
You are one of the most approachable persons I know and I love that about You!
You are so kind and down to earth, You are one of a kind!
You are funny and with a spirit so bright your smile brings light!
You are unique and warm hearted!
You are so strong yet to gentle!
You are so beautiful and unreplaceable!
You are You and I love that about You!
You are wise yet your still your fun self!
You are a sister for your sister and a sister to your friends!
You are loved and never forget that!
You are worth it so wear the crown proud fully!
You Are so sweet even do life is so bitter!
You are a women and child at heart!
You are amazing and fun at the same time!
You are a flo...
She told him stories of how she longed for the ocean. The brisk waves, the laughter, the sun. He told her stories of how he longed for the mountains. The pines, the wind, the sunrise. They told each other stories of how they longed for a future. Children, a home, a lifetime. Which is why... every night when they lay their heads down to drift to sleep, their souls would tip toe their way out of the mind and start an adventure recreating the stories of the beaches, mountains and futures to come. Together. And she would stare out at those wonders with a glimmer in her eye because she knew, he knew, they knew that this was meant for them. And every single night his soul whispers to hers "someday...
I couldn't breathe. If someone would've told me I'd feel like that because of you before, I wouldn't have believed them ever. In fact I'd probably have laughed on their face. But there I was, lingering, holding after the air which was nothing in that particular moment and so...I fell. It was you stepping in, looking into my eyes like you were searching for something. I always know people, even when I don't, blame my intuition for that, but with you it's a whole new challenge. It's a whole foreign ground. It's like being a deer in headlights, scared of what will happen but damn well you want to look further, to see more. You need more. It's like you start craving it and nothing can hold you ba...
Places to find yourself are
The places where you could smile
You could talk
You could shout
You could cry
You could sleep
You could walk
As much as you want
As beautiful as you can.
Chase those destinations
Chase those allies
Chase those tranquil dreams
With wings of fire
Happy Sunday Lettrists..
when you stop
And start being
People who are out of the norm are wonderful, special, beautiful, gorgeous and so much more. Look yourself into the mirror, there is just one version of you, also if you are twins. Love yourself for who you are.
And do you know why?
Because you have something that others don’t have. To fit in a society is not always easy but remember that one should accept oneself first, so that others can then accept you. We are unique souls wandering through life. We should set aside prejudices to let our community grow because at the end we are all learning from each other.
You might be good at something but there will be another one who is good in something else and by taking that as a chance to bui...
In the season of autumn,
as the old leaves shed;
She shed off all the negativity,
And optimism she bred.
She shed off of her tears,
And begin to bear a new beautiful smile;
Beautiful as those mornings,
Despite the drenched out nights.
She shed off of the humans,
Who didn’t behave like one;
And welcomed new bondings,
Watered ‘em all one by one.
She shed off all her ripe,
And hath now new saplings sown;
Wiser hath she become,
All so sudden, all so grown.
My "little pickle"
Second born baby
Perfect little sister
A heart full of love from the start..
She will take on the world
Strong willed and certainly stubborn,
A gift from me I'm sure.
She entered the world in a rush
Couldn't wait to meet everyone..
My beautiful thoughtful girl..
She amazes me every day..
Firey & kind
Sharp little mind
And writes me such beautiful notes..
From her head to her toes
My perfect little girl.
ye sach hai ki tu meri khushi ka raaz hai,
ye sach hai ki tere sang har lamha yaadgar hai,
ye sach mujhe tujhse pyar beshumar hai,
ab tujhse nahi,
mujhe upar vale se hum dono ko milane ka intezar hai..
-keep it Hidden
zindagi me ehsaas dilana muskil hai,
hume unse pyar hai ye unpe jaatana muskil hai,
koi unhe kaise ye baat samjhaye,
jab vo mohabbat se nazrein bachaye ghoom rahe hai,
ki hume unki zaroorat hai..❤️
-keep it hidden
Let's become the new sensation in today's fashion,
Dressing up in our magnificent personalities,
Let our characters define the new trend,
Wearing our wildest and purest qualities,
Let's outshine the sun. Be charismatic!
Allowing our thoughts to flow,
Bring the best in us,
Let's unveil our strength, power and talent!
Let's walk this ramp of life with pride,
Let's be the luminaries for others!
Pride and love ourselves.
The most beautiful travel, I ever experienced.
I was flying for the first time,
And through the window, I saw a city.
A city like never before.
Tall minarets stood great, as if trying to tell you story about the grandeur of the place.
And the dome sculptures, with a few scriptures on it, made me believe that this city, this country, has not forgotten its own ancient architecture though it has modernized.
Later, we stroll into a desert, a desert so big that you won't believe the fact that there is a sea near by.
And yet when we visited the shore,
I could not believe that it was just yesterday when I had seen the desert in the same place.
The grandeur and the luxury of the lifest...
Golden yellow the shore shone bright,
Water water everywhere in sight.
It wasn’t the regular yellow sun of the day,
It was the most beautiful sunset i had ever seen in my life.
My sun rose, as the sun of the universe set.
Such a beautiful feeling.
There was drizzle to my rescue,
And the heat was to my healing.
Peace was spread all over the sand,
And it sparkled from sunlight,
The shades i never knew,
To the eyes such a delight.
The water was warm,
Both at the same time.
Reflecting the beloved sun,
Singing tales and love songs alike.
Lashed the symphony the water waves,
Screaming peacefully the story,
How the lovers were so close,
Yet could never meet,
Imagine parallel lines.
My dear, you are so beautiful,
even your reflection can’t compare.
To me nothing is more meaningful,
than to linger in your stare.
I love the way that your eyes twinkle,
and how your smile makes your voice dance.
I hope we’re together until they wrinkle,
if I’m lucky enough to have the chance.
So hold me through the darkness,
as our chests rise and fall in sync.
For even in a life of starkness,
love paints our cheeks rosy pink.
It may not seem like much to many,
sadly the outside world misses out.
I doubt there is much, more deadly,
than a soul’s well to suffer drought.
So for this, my love exquisite,
to you I shall always be in debt.
Happily serving your beguilemen...