We presume order in the midst of chaos
We presume of smiles that sometimes hide tears and discomfort
We presume of popularity without any need
We presume of who we walk with, what we eat or cook
We presume of body for a dose of likes
We presume of how well we live without showing the other side of life.
We, we, we. Who we are? Are we really ourselves in front of others or are we what others want them to see from us? In case we all live perfectly? Is life itself perfect? In case you are perfect?
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The biggest truth is death.
The biggest god is of death.
The soul inside of us is the only thing keeping us alive. As soon as the light goes off, we’re gone forever, and then forever isn’t a lie anymore.
People leave us one by one and it breaks our heart to pieces.
Why do we run after money, game and success so much that we start taking people for granted?
Spending time with your loved ones is the only treasure. Cherish it before it’s too late.
There’s a huge difference between remembering the memories and actually having them near you so that you can touch them, love them before their soul vanishes forever.
Just remove hatred from your life and start taking care of your loved ones...
Kindness is a scent,
Blowing softly in the stillness,
Where the winds don't reach,
And wildflowers bloom unchecked...
People walk by,
Like the autumn leaves caught in a breeze,
A thousand myriad shades of grey,
Hanging like wisps in their wake,
Painting the world in monochrome lucidity,
Tinged, with a bit of sorrow...
I steal glances unheeded,
Furtive, like a thief,
I hoard moments in words,
And scribble away feverishly at my notebook,
In a futile attempt to capture the transience,
Of time, and these moments lost in translation...
And on afternoons like these,
Ennui hangs heavy in the air,
Like a sickly sweet wine,
Going straight to the head,
And my thoughts are stuck in ...
We remember this week the innate calling of freedom that swells in the hearts of everyone in the world. May the world know more peace by as many people finding freedom in their country, in their language and customs, preserving for even the least fortunate the divine dignity of the human condition.
And in the imperfect process of cultivating Liberty, may we seek to understand more than to be understood.
This is for the beloved ones here on this app that have created a small world of words where there is no chaos and only peace.
Thanks for creating this world and, in process, making our days fine for years.
That the mind put me all the limits that it wants.
I dont care,
because with my actions
I will show who is in charge.
I wondered why
i questioned, every word that ever came out in that direction.
I went back and forth between the meaningless conversations,
all the teasing and jokes and mocking interactions.
I read, i surfed, i searched, i looked!
I thought for hours and hours
and Blamed you, me , world, time, a bottle of beer , situation and god knows what!
only to clearly see, why?
there's no answer.
simple. it is what it is.
my sanity fell down on the floor and scattered in million pieces.
the bulb of knowledge and wisdom broke!
the time took a hillarious turn
and I felt nothing but numb
though the million pieces are making their way back home.
causing damage and havoc!
wait till the blood run stale,
Vikram, Chandrayaan-2's lander, with rover Pragyan inside it, is expected to make a touchdown on the lunar surface between 1.30am and 2.30am Saturday (September 7), after the powered descent from its current orbit, a process Isro chairman K Sivan describes as “15 minutes of terror.”
If Vikram lands successfully, India will be the fourth country after US, Russia and China to have achieved such a feat, and, as Isro had claimed, the first ever to so to Moon's south pole. That India did in its first attempt will make it more special, given that only 37% of all Moon landing attempts have been successful.
Good Luck India & Isro .India will be the first country to explore the Moon’s South Pole....
TO DREW, THE LETTRS STAF,
MY PEN PALS, AND ALL WHO READ THE WRITINGS THAT I POST!
LIFE AS I LIVE IT INSPIRES ME TO WRITE, BUT IT WILL ALWAYS BE THE READERS THAT MOTIVATE ME A GIVE ME REASO TO PUT THE WORDS IN MY HEAD INTO PRINT!
THANK YOU ALL!
A happy place brings light to the stars, a moon to the sky, and a friend by your side.
A happy place let’s you see no more limits to your life.
Hace aproximadamente 5 años dejé de escribir en esta plataforma, en aquel entonces recién cumplía los 18 años de edad, de hecho ya no recuerdo mi usuario y contraseña, recuerdo que pasaba por momentos difíciles donde la única forma de descargar lo que mi alma guardaba era de esta manera, las personas me leían e incluso algunos se identificaron conmigo a pesar de ser individuos totalmente distintos, algunos pasaron por lo mismo y otros lo estaban viviendo en carne y huesos, sentir el calor de las personas a pesar de la distancia me dio la fortaleza para seguir y convertirme en lo que ahora soy... hace días decidí volver a esto ya que es una forma de ayudar a personas que pasan por momentos don...
I think if I were ever famous, it would first be for being a great dad and then for imagining a wonderful place like lettrs, where people seek the best in their words as opposed to the worst.
Thanks to all who take time to write,
Dear lettrs Staff,
Iam new to this and as long as i understood you have been doing a great job; inspiring us , helping us realizing our inner art and discovering a better soul within..
I appreciate and hope you keep motivating us further..
My Lettrs timeline
have an uncategorized list of warriors
doing their artistry, living with invisible battle scars.
On Rarest, happiest days, with exceptional, steller phrase
in the most alluring ways, they line themselves one after another in my Inbox.
My epistle act as a catalyst and I'm honored we all connect.
To whomever, it concerns and motivates
Dear lettrs Staff,
I just wanted to say I think its awsome that you guys take the time to read as many letters as you can and comment or like them, thats really awsome to me. Glad I found this place,Truly grateful for this place. Keep up the great ,great work you guys do and the encouragement you send to all these awsome writers.
Just wanted to say thank you
you have created a place for those who may otherwise feel lost.
Here thoughts and feelings can be expressed free of judgment,So thank you because I have found a place I can set my thoughts and feelings free
Dear Ted Mosby,
Every time I think of giving up, I remember you sitting in that car with Stella saying you are tired and she reminding you that your ONE is getting there "as fast as she can". I smile, shake my head like every other romantic, and start believing again. Just like you I have had my fair share of wrong choices and lessons. I am glad I have parted with some as friends. Others who I thought were friends simply weren't. I can't tell if I found someone worth a blue french horn though. But here is the most important thing you taught me. You remind me that no matter how tough life gets, you should never give up on what you believe. Those 10 years you spend searching for her, were more ...