Hey all !!! It's been a long break and all our lives have been changed because of this new virus...
Every word ever written.
If I could keep in all the letters I have written, of these lines in verse, on each word, would be my intention to kiss her.
Dreams, fugitives and stories in every word carrying to his eyes, distances in which the letters no longer embrace.
This is how the stories come to an end in an embrace, and kisses every word that were the metaphor, the most beautiful poetry.
I am in stealth mode
I am not a coward.
I am might walk away,
I am not gone forever.
I am wounded
I am not pitiful.
I am re visiting everything
I am repenting
I am correcting
And i will be back.
You cannot bear my heat,
You will know my power,
You will know who I am.
I can be a creator,
I can be anything i want,
I will have everything
I wish for,
I will be happy.
And I will not have to hide anymore.
Wow. It’s been about 4 years since I accessed this app.
SO MUCH HAS CHANGED!
I had a baby !
I got engaged !
I moved into my first apartment!
I’ve missed y’all so very much <3
I am back again after a long break.
Everytime when i am back i try to interact with you all but I don’t get any good response.
To connect , it is important to know each other.
I am giving another try ,
If it goes well, then al good
And if not then i will write letters randomly and lets see when i will have all ears.
Dear Husband, I adore you.
For some reason.
Okay, some reasons.
Actually, there are so many reasons why, I must not attempt to list them all. Still, I am compelled to share some, as it was a list of things you love that brought us together in the first place.
So, I love you. For your compassion toward all living creatures. Countless examples abound, but suffice it to say, there are so many puppies I've been fortunate enough to meet because of your strict refusal to strand someone lost. Because you must always ensure a wanderer finds their way home. A quality of yours I've profoundly benefitted from, as I had never felt so safe as I did the day you brought me home.
I love you for you...
To my girls,
Let’s talk about men and their wishes: you must be a Goddess, a gentle woman who happens to be their little girl (of course). They like to you have a voice, but not loud enough. “But that’s what men do...” (fuckin fallacy!)
They are men, who are we again?..
And we love them, right?
We love all about them!
The caring, the loving, the way they can comfort you in a difficult time (just like your dad or brother)...yes! We love them so much that we accept their way of life, of making, of doing... in the end it’s all about what they need, when they need it and how they want it.
But I’m not “it”. I’m a woman full of desires too and I won’t scream anymore. I know that one day for ...
How are you? It’s been so long since I’ve written. I’ve had so much going on. Soon things will become clear.
I'm not sure if anyone remembers who I am. I was a writer on here from 2015-2017, and unfortunately, I lost access to my original account.
So I will be posting on this account from time to time. It's good to see you all again!
Dejas atrás nuestra historia,
Los besos olvidados en viejos cajones.
Hoy guardamos nuestros sueños,
Los pecados se apaciguan
Entre las almohadas.
Se borra poco a poco mi sonrisa,
Tus dedos aún me alcanzan dentro de mi cabeza.
Tu cuerpo sueña,
Mi cuerpo sueña,
Te marchas y el mundo se derrumba a mis pies.
Once there was a land
Where the trees has reached the sky
One with flowers
One with beauty
Seen beyond the naked eye
Once there was a land
Where the wolves had played with rabbits
Was no evil
Was no foul
No harmful or bad habits
Once there was a land
Where fresh air was abundant
All was freedom
All was loving
No doesn't, can't or wasn't
Once there was a land
Not used to pain and harm to come
And lacking in its wisdom
Then there was a land
Where nature was undone
There came slaughter
There came illness
No where for souls to run
Now there is a land
Where cement replaces grass
Filling lungs with toxic gas
Once there was...
Pensamientos acumulados de un domingo en la mañana:
Llevo semanas en las que al levantarme me siento de una manera que no le deseo a nadie. En general no creo que haya persona que disfrute estar triste, y a unos nos cuesta más sacarlo que a otros, pero incluso cuando con tu cara lavada y dices “está todo bien”, sabes que estás sintiendo las astillas clavadas por dentro.
En esos momentos intento pensar en todo lo que tengo al rededor para sentirme plena, en cosas que me gusten, que me hagan feliz, que me hagan sentir agradecida. A pesar de eso en algún momento vuelvo a caer... Al despertar, al leer algo, al oler un perfume que me traiga recuerdos. A veces la mente nos la juega fuerte, lento....
I am modest,
I am docile,
I am of those most meek.
I am not sure who
I am supposed to be,
You see, I was taught humility
At so young an age,
It was not even a lesson
I needed the most taught to me.
Now Shame is all I have ever know,
And She often walks hand in hand with Fear.
He was an even crueler Lover.,
And now I am with an unusual certainty
Afraid to be
All that I could, all that I am, inside.
Their shadows still follow me,
and so I have allowed my heart to dwell
No, to hide behind these walls
I built with quiet reserve
In my own silent determination,
Bent on saving what little of me is left.
Having never stepped outside
This Palace of Dreams...
Back again! I wonder if I don’t write much anymore because I don’t want my future self to look back at what I’ve written and cringe?
Or does it have to do with past journals being read?
It’s 2:30 in the morning & I should go back to bed.
My friend send this to me. She needs your insights and advice.
It's been almost 8 years but why do I feel like I love him more than he loves me. Is it wrong? Or is it just my pride? Is it wrong for me to ask for things that he should be doing as a boyfriend? Or is it just me putting an ideal man in my head and expecting him to be like that? I always find myself getting insecured of other relationship where they are sweet and understanding of each other.
Is it wrong to think that he should never let me sleep knowing that we fought?
Is it wrong to think he doesn't care when his collegue made a story about me that we both know that is not true but he just sleeps off and says he don't want...
Its been a long time since I have posted something.Due to some issue with the site, I was not able to reset my forgotten password.Today luckily, I could login with my twitter account.If anyone knows how to reset the password after logging in in please do comment.
Hopefully that I can log in again. Bubye .
In this quiet beckoning towards my soul,
I found the urge to move aside.
Round and round the presence of my mind goes,
Trying to find the sweet divide.
When we do see, the lost eternity
Under tides and oceans that cradle oysters,
We find ourselves blinded by our prison
That shines as a barrier towards our visions.
"It isn't how it seems,
It is what it is" -
The mantra has come alive within.
Oh, how long
We've dreamt for this wind
To blow away our haunting sins.