‘In the Language of Dreams’
Bounded by reality, unfettered by dreams. But sadly we don’t speak the language of dreams. And that’s what makes us powerless. Incapable of seeing what’s actually inside that tiny box we call ‘brain’. Perhaps we shut our eyes as we sleep not to unsee the world but to feel it better. Digressing from the reality was never our thing, not one of our strong suits but the whispers of the dreamy world perching on the crevices of the dormant mind accommodate a pungent void that capers deep within with ease and triumphant validation. We touch the world with soft tenor and false panache while the eyes are shut, something the clasp, the grab of reality oftentimes fails to do...
Know that I am proud of you. It takes a lot of courage from to travel where you started to where you have arrived. Things weren't easy and it will never be easy at all, there were more rough patches but you traversed stronger and do not let anything which makes you think you cannot continue to do so. You will find the formula for living life. With each passing day, keep your prayers and faith undeterred.
For this week I want you to finish 2 books that you'd picked up and were meaning to complete. Sometimes in all the chaos having a "me time" is worth it. Come back after a week to me and tell me if I was wrong or right. I am here for you. Till then go set your heart towards where...
I have spent more time lately learning about people who overcome adversity, and especially those who have developed an inner strength that makes them untouchable.
Of particular note are those indelible people who have learned to “struggle happy,” which sounds strange but it’s a very real condition, and also the title of the book my daughter Ana recently crafted. I know that Struggle Happy, the book, would have never been done so well, without the inspiration of the lettrs app, and it’s amazing PenPals from across the world.
Dreams must be fought, goals must be fulfilled, feelings cannot be denied and you conscious "I" have to release it.
Yes, people come and go, dreams can be broken, and new stones can hinder your path. But you know what? Time, time does not stop, no matter what happens in your life. No moment can be frozen. So go ahead, do not look back and fight for you, to be the person you always wanted to Be.
Los sueños hay que lucharlos, las metas hay que cumplirlas, los sentimientos no puedes negarlos y tú Yo consciente tienes que liberarlo.
Sí, la gente va y viene, las ilusiones pueden romperse, y nuevas piedras pueden entorpecer tu camino. Pero sabes qué? El tiempo, el tiempo no se detiene, da ig...
To all the people i lost in 2019.
I know we wouldn't have planned to end up things the way it ended this year... Losing the communication suddenly and being out of contact now for months and slowly for years and then just a blured memory.
We shared some good times together but good times are bound to end, wish you all the best for your upcoming years.
- TALHA SHARJEIL
PROMPTS - - SPECIAL, FREEZING, CASTLE
For my birthday,
She gave me a letter.
It was not special day,
But my heart became lighter.
For her day,
I gave her a letter.
We spent all day with food and play,
Seeing her leave, made me want to get her.
From the letter to the hut we have made,
For me it has been a single moment. I feel.
You sleep beside me, on your back,
I am yours, you are mine, Beloved Queen.
For his birthday,
I gave him a letter.
It was a special day,
Cause I wanted him forever.
For my day,
He gave me a letter,
I spent my time with him all day,
For I cherished the key to his freezing heart.
From the letter to our castle, we have made
For me it has been a si...
Why I was smiling like an idiot out of nowhere,
wasn’t it just a treat?
just a hug?
just a handshake?
If I asked the question when I had just reached double digits,
I might have said I don’t know, it is what it is.
But with the extra double digit E.X.P, I gained,
I realize why I love them.
Where others see, just a treat, I relive the years of brotherhood,
The conversations which were initiated with
‘Oye give me the remote’ or ‘ GO MA is calling you’ even when he was the one being called,
The hundredth fight would break out between Mycroft and Sherlock,
Now the conversations have changed into
‘Oye Chote, gotten a manga for you’
Cause he knows I love them.
It might jus...
I am at the wrong time for many mental speeches; monotony of a spelling without reproach, a mind that matches its 90-degree vertices towards 360 degree insecurity and alchemy, are placed in a sensible way of keeping someone tired of the letters when they are not attached to a sheet of paper ...
The correc hips, the precise lips, the mind that fucks the literary spaces, can arrive in one night, and make you moan back to the words, you are subject to your hip 180 degrees of desire and back to the speeches, they have fucked you the heart, now everything is attached to her hips, to her arms to her mouth, to her hands, to the smell of her skin and the way in which she looks throug...
You must adore the trinity of the "More, More, More"
For what I can understand now, is that I'm a mere broken mirror
A single piece is not related from the rest
I faked to sleep and found myself awake.
After running into the walls of sex,
a sense of virginity has fallen in my inner body so,
Fuck the world
Fuck the "more"
Fuck "too much is not enough"
A sea turtle
Tryin' to reach the ocean
By walking on sands with my blurry sight
I can glimpse the azure, not sure if made by water or sky
I forget every single step I made
Each footprint is an echo reverberating in my mind
What I feel is vertiginous and rapid
My heart is beating faster
The closer I'll get to the waters, the more I'll be tr...
I don't know if I should mention this here, but I'm going to anyway. I'll pose it as a question though.
Have you ever tried to do something you wanted to do and found out how difficult it was, yet you still wanted to do it? That's currently what I'm dealing with.
I have always watched these things called Minecraft Roleplays, or at least I have for the past two years. I watched, and still watch, Aphmau. She was my main inspiration for wanting to do this.
Here's my own definition of a Minecraft Roleplay, if you're curious. "Writing a story and telling it through Minecraft." Now if you know what Minecraft is, the actual gameplay can get tedious, even when you add mods. Because you're constan...
Let's walk along
Hand in hand,
Not be mistaken to be lovers
Since we are best of friend
You can smile when I do,
But when I cry you will too
You help me stand when I fall,
You give me wings when I crawl
You assure my heart to always smile,
When I try to calm your demons fir a while
You are my winter, autumn and spring,
You are the song my heart wants to sing
You believed in me when did none,
You stood by me when everybody was gone
You ignited the fire in me and taught me to fight,
You propelled me to look for that flame in the darkest of night.
If they aren't criticizing you,
Then you are not doing big enough in life...
Dear lettrs Staff,
This letter is to appreciate your work. Your passion to read all letters, encouraging everyone is really helpful. Your feedbacks and comments on my letter means a lot. I smile everytime I read it. Thankyou for taking all your time and spreading love...
I have firm belief that goodness and kindness will always exist in lettrs world with you being around.
I love it here❤️
An open letter to my WHAT IF:
I wished I could tell you how much still I wanted it to be you, how I longed it would have been you. But things changed and we grew apart and circumstances are different. My what ifs turned to what is without you in it.
Days, months passed and we became strangers again, but you, you paved your way into my life in your gain. My feelings are in constant battles of what to believe and have faith in. I tried to fight them, yet they always win and I would fine myself back at your feet once again. We are always in this cycle that never stops. Or is it only me?
I tried to regress. And you made it very clear that I'm the only one who feels this way. But here you...
Getting back to Lettrs, is like being back home, that too, after a long time.
I never felt lost, or panicked, after a comeback, for lettrs always welcomes, with two big hands, a warm hug, and a light slap,
Saying with a glare, "start fresh, by saying a sorry".
"Sorry lettrs, for a late comeback".
Dear lettrs Staff,
Thank you thank you and a million thanks to you...
This has been the worst ever period of my life...
Enduring sustained depressions, quarrels and stuff....
In the middle of this... You sprang out of nowhere... And I am glad you did...
Got my feelings out...
Made me restart writing again...
Made me restart my life again...
Will always be grateful to you
Once again, zillion thanks to you....
Dear lettrs Staff,
Thank you for the words encouragement
This is my only second day on this app and it's wonderful so far I haven't met anybody that has it been nice to me there is some people that ignore me but that's okay. It's nice that you take the time off your day to write each and every person you do an amazing job so far have a wonderful wonderful day God bless
On a summer's day,
The view from the balcony across the blue bay.
How can I look away?
When the waves are performing an endless ballet!