I found out about this app today and I love the concept of it. I remember having pen pals when I was younger and being excited to receive letters in the mail from other parts of the world. It was fun reading about their thoughts, the events in their life, etc.
I love meeting new people and getting to know them. I’m easy going and I have a good sense of humor. You never know. Maybe in 5 years we’ll be talking about the moment we got to know each other on this app. :-)
Dear fellow Lettrists,
I’m curious to know your process. Do you pick your paper & stamp first? Or do you write your letter, then choose your stationery?
Do you pre-plan your lettrs, or are you a seat-of-your-pants/stream of consciousness lettr writer?
Do you have lettr writing goals?
Thanks for sharing!
I want to write a story
the story of my life
but I don't want to give it a title
I want the people to read it
why and who wrote it ....
Questions and Poetry
I talk about my feelings of insignificance
And my troublesome thought life
And my inability to express myself outside of a pen
So you ask, why are your poems so sad?
I talk about my problems, created and imagined
And my rigid personality and lack of genuine connection
So you ask, why are your poems so dark?
I recognize the state of my emotions and write about them
Not to wallow
But to expose
So I ask, why can't you understand?
I write because it makes me feel like someone is finally listening.
- or am I finally listening to myself
In honor of the great Martin Luther King, a man of letters and consequence in both word and deed.
“Rarely do we find men who willingly engage in hard, solid thinking. There is an almost universal quest for easy answers and half-baked solutions. Nothing pains some people more than having to think.” - MLK
Pen and paper can express the way the heart is feeling.
And yet, when I gaze at
Sparkles of joy
I think of, and more of,
With you, all of them,
I always found writing healing but usually I wrote for myself on a diary.
But as the new year begins I decided to write out how I feel lately.
The hope is to find someone to talk to across the world.
Hope to hear from you :)
JUST a REMINDER
Be kind to someone you haven't been.
Don't measure their strange behavior in terms of arrogance. Rather spread positivity, and let them absorb it. ❤️
We might not always be able to see the beauty of the year ahead, until we take time to reflect on the beauty of the year from which we came. It’s there...
Life takes its toll on every person I think, but it’s when you learn to struggle happy that a richer dimension of joy falls upon you.
Blessings for 2020. We are doing our best to keep the lettrs mystery going.
"We're here, We care
From behind keyboards
Anonymously , we fare."
Do you believe it too?
Maybe it's true
But the nights I spent alone
Would always be mine
And mine alone
The tears I cried
And the wishes I dreamt
Are privy to me
As they should be
But what about the promises
Of the better world,
Or shall I call it the lesser worse world?
To hold my hand through the storm outside
And help calm the one inside
It's all talk no show, you know
Every night I tell myself
It's just another night
Hoping someday, the day would be so bright
Blinding all the memories of those nights
And the reality would seem
better than the dream
That's the day I shall decide to stay
Crushing the dream o...
For the sky, always been my,
When i had less to look at,
Less to feel, less of her,
Nazar teri saf nahi,
Kusoor isme mere kapdo ka kese..
Tameez tuje na sikhai..
Kusoor meri tarbiyat ka kese..
Chhune ka bahana tu dhundne,
Bethne ka dhang mera sahi nahi kese..
Ghoor tu raha hai,
To aankhe meri bhi niche ho kese..
Jo teri marzi tu bol de muje,
Chup main bhi rahu kese....
.......TEACH YOUR SON TO HOW TO RESPECT INSTEAD OF ADVICING YOUR DAUGHTER TO WHAT TO WEAR?....
Does the sun promise to shine,
no, but it will.
Even behind the darkest clouds it will
and no promise will make it shine longer or brighter.
For that its fate,
to burn until it can burn no more.
So, to love you is not my promise
it is my fate,
to burn until i can burn no more...
Baaton me lakh inqaar kar doon ki nahi hai yaad tu..
Lekin in kamabakt aankho ko kidher chhupau
The room is full of happiness and new beginning ...
Watching everyone laugh, I manage to smile but what makes feel hollow.
Is the tunnel still not over?
What makes these thoughts re-enter?
More and more questions but no answer to give...
Just calm down and feel the positivity and see the people enchanting the prayers....
I'm being loved by a man to the core but do I love myself enough to see him do that?
Each passing day marks his growth and my stagnation.
The stagnation of what?
My happiness now seems to be dissillusional and these dry and gloomy months makes it even worse.
Probably all the roadblocks hit back and here comes the full circle.
It's very important to not lose your individuality in any case. Those who understand that and in fact, help you grow or discover yourself are the ones who deserve your time and energy. In the meanwhile, make sure that you yourself are not hindering your growth regardless of who's there or not.
Dance to your own music.
And as for the music, listen to your heart.
Whatever makes you feel alive.
Ain't nobody got time for anything less than that.