The ink has dried,
The pages worn,
Thoughts in bits,
Tattered and torn,
The hand won't move,
An author's curse,
Pricks like a thorn,
A Writer's block,
Is what I mourn.
Eres esa poesía hermosa, ese cuento magico que, con sus complicados nudos y momentos casi perfectos, leeria un millón de veces.
"See you next week", you said.
I hug you tight
Kiss your cheek
While thinking you are going to see her in an hour
Hurt like hell
But it is something I will do again and again
Many a time,
I thought about giving up,
About running away,
Thought about the time passing by,
Where everything around me moved so fast,
And I wondered why I was stuck in one place.
You would then appear and be,
Stop the ticking clock for me.
Hold back this fast paced world,
Tell me to be certain and remove the cloud,
Make sure I keep moving,
Until I falter again in my going.
You would tell me again,
About the ray of hope I should gain,
About the tunnel and light that disdain.
I wondered if there ever is a light,
At the end of that tunnel which always looked like a night,
I will travel with all my might,
As far as my heart drives that sight,
And as long as you drive the he...
When she is strengthless
how will she pretend to Love?
Thy meet this life,
almost the way he dreamed,
the way someone in young love
make one feel like,
As they say bye, now,
he could only talk about
complains about her mistakes,
He surpassed all feelings
Will there existed a love then?
she should begin
to do it all over again?
To remind him its the same girl
the same skin and scent.
"Why didnt you call me
when you became weak?"
there was only
one reply, "I dont know"
but the truth is
they were weak
one was weak to let go
one was weak to accept.
Being in arms of a stranger
she made him feel special,
being in arms of an...
Solía vislumbrar la luz dentro de sus ojos,
Solía entender un universo inimaginable en un suspiro,
No pude más, se desvaneció entre mis dedos la ilusión,
Mi corazón se ha perdido en la basura,
Lentamente tus últimas palabras calan mi ser,
Siento tu puñal atravesando mi carne,
Desgarrando sueños, memorias, ideales,
Tal vez es mi culpa, por no saber retener tu amor,
O quizás es tuya, por no entender mi amor mientras callabas,
No te vuelvas por favor, si lo haces...
Mi amor y mi ser estarán tras tuyo,
Abrazándote, abrigando tu voluntad,
Pues un caballero mantiene su promesa,
Firme como el roble,
La mujer es el más sublime tesoro.
#Bymipensamiento #smile #lettrs #lettres #maurof #maurofa #andres...
Feet wet with the droplet of
raindrops dripping from
the corners of rooftop....
Heart recoiling due to
striking noises occurring in
the midst of night..
Leaves shivering due to
thundering and lightning
The tiny oil lamp saving
itself from the wind currents
as if it has taken oath...
There is so much to feel
and see in this rainy
or stormy night...
But this silly unconscious
mind of mine considers
all this magic as equivalent
Otherwise in this drizzle cum
My heart would have lost
its peace, melting itself with the raindrops....
On the 23rd of June it's Typewriter Day. Some of the most beautiful poetry was created on these amazing machines. I personally am obsessed with them. I have one from 1928 that I'm fixing. So hopefully it will be able to write beautiful pieces once more.
If you have one laying around the house, write a piece on it and share your photo with us.
If not, write a beautiful poem right here, in the app! We have plenty of paper and the right fonts to go along with it.
Tag your letter 'poetry'.
En el umbral de la noche,cuando todo duerme y el silencio está reinando,solo un pensamiento,acude a mi,tu recuerdo.
Imborrable en estas horas de paz,llenando mi soledad,mi mente viaja hasta donde estás,sabiendo que tal vez duermes en otros brazos,feliz como yo siempre quise verte,no es malestar,no es ni odio ni rábia,es pura envidía de no ser yo ese hombre.
Tu destino y el mío,jugaron hasta un cruce de caminos.Mi corazón en lata,no quiso continuar,en esta noche clara se cierra para decirte,buena suerte corazón viajero,nos veremos más alla.
In my life I have found that
finding significance and
confidence in the little
victories of each day
results in incredible
happiness and satisfaction!
You never get a second chance to make a first impression
Being reunited is a plus
Love goes around comes back again
Same or different
Replace the past with the present then the future
No better feeling than being wanted
Some just never get that easily
Some it's just a given
Lies and deceitfulness can hurt
No do overs
What's done is done and it becomes a lesson
Cold world in 100 degree weather
Cruelty to man is happening on the daily
We need to spread love and peace
Too often people are judgmental
Doing the same or similar behind closed doors
A sin is still a sin
No good deed goes unnoticed
The father is watching
Let the world be and you be you in the world
If we all just mi...
I run away in my red dress
I feel like my heart is a mess
No one should go through what I just did
To you, a goodbye, I bid
Start your day with a clear head
So that, at the end of the day, you can easily go to bed
How do you do this, you may ask?
By smiling for a while; that shouldn't be a hard task
La pierdes cuando la conviertes en una opción
cuando ella te tiene como una prioridad.
Cuando le pides un tiempo,
y el tiempo para ella es oro a tu lado.
La pierdes cuando le haces grises los días,
ella que se convertiría en arcoiris por pintar
tu maldita tristeza.
La pierdes cada vez que le mientes.
La pierdes cada vez que la dejas
y se siente un poco vacía.
La pierdes cada vez que la usas.
Física o emocionalmente.
La pierdes cuando te alejas
y actúas como si no fuera nada cuando regresas.
La pierdes cuando le dices que se vaya
y luego te enfadas con ella.
La pierdes cuando ya no la llenas de detalles
y le empiezas a regalar lágrimas.
La pierdes cuando le dices que la ...
I washed my hair..
I washed my face..
I wash my body..
But that doesn't made me clean.
I asked why?
I got no answer.
But I need to wait..
I trusted, God..
It made my life into a struggle..
But, he also made me believe that He is always there for me. That stryggling makes my life worth living.
That, my mistakes makes me clean.. my heart so pure because I learned to depend on him not on me.
I am like a butterfly, change beautifies me.
That was your problem. You relied too much on promises, fake ones, empty ones. You relied too much on my promises and made none yourself. You wanted the safety of knowing where I stood but gave none back. You left me wondering when you yourself knew exactly where you stood, on a throne of one sided promises that could never carry you on your own. If you had promised one thing, just one, we would have made it. I only needed one. I only needed the promise that nothing, nothing could touch our love, that you had stowed that safely away. Was that so hard to say?
It was probably one of the most truthful statement I ever made you know? In my seventeen years of life. I will do whatever it takes-...
Mienteme por una vez,dime lo que nunca quise oir,que te cansaste de mi,que me odias,que no quieres verme,que encontraste a otro mejor.
Si quieres que te crea,lo hare,pero no me pidas que te olvide,que borre tu recuerdo,que te deje de amar,que busque en otro corazón lo que tu me das.
Yo no puedo mentirte....a ti no.
Happy happy happy
No one can steal your joy
Life is what you make of it
We all have flaws
Use your talents wisely