WEEKLY CHALLENGE.
Use the words below to create a poem or story and tag your letter "weeklychallenge" when you're done.
- Card
- Thoughts
- Wild
- Freckles
STORY TIME.
Fining the story below and tag your letter "storytime" when you're done.
'She was always serious about her dreams. She would work tirelessly on making them reality. And then, on that very special day, everything changed...'
Dear letterists,
Of course we should always try to be positive. But there's absolutely nothing wrong with just being done with something sometimes. We're all annoyed sometimes. Or upset.
So this week, write about something that annoys or frustrates you. Tag your letter "annoyance".
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
~Mi Reina~
La primera vez que me enamoré de ella, era la mitad de hermosa de lo que la vida le ha regalado, de mediana altura y refinada, tenía una piel canela caramelizada que escandaliza pasiones y miradas, ojos cafés de profundo color, caderas modestas y una cintura de reina, era sinónimo de elegancia, belleza plena, todo un primor.
Cuando bailaba poseía el tacto de una doncella girando con ritmo y picardía en cada instante, sinónimo de mis amores, porque en aquellos días para enamorarme era un principiante.
Le otorgué el abecedario de mis versos, hasta mis amaneceres y cada noche las letras bailaban al ritmo de una melodía variada, escribí hasta extasiarme en s...
Self importance has to be fed by a sense of feeling worthless in order to validate and sustain its high opinion of itself.
to say I didn’t hate you,
that would be a lie
to wish I didn’t miss you
to regret that goodbye
from love to pain
from hurt to hate
to learn and gain
a better fate
-Serenity-
I feel the sand between my toes. Warm and light.
I Bury one foot then another.
Swishing the sand between each toe.
One long deep breath of salt air fill my lungs.
The smell of humid salt wrapping around me like a security blanket.
The sound of waves playfully kissing the shores edge.
The water pushing back and forth, back and forth.
The seagulls crying, waves crashing, tall sea grass russling around; it's like Natures own sound track.
And I am her audience, sitting in awe of it all.
The moonlight reflects off the sea, the only sorce of light.
The night calm, not a single distraction near.
Stress, anxiety, fear, they all melt off my shoulders like an ice cube in the July...
"No he dejado de pensar en ti, me gustaría decírtelo.
Me gustaría escribirte que me gustaría volver, que te extraño y lo pienso
pero no te busco.
Ni siquiera te escribo
No sé donde estás
Y extraño saberlo
¿Tienes planes?
¿Has sonreído hoy?
¿Qué soñaste?
¿A donde vas?
¿Tienes sueños?
¿Has comido?
Me gustaría poder encontrarte, pero no tengo la fuerza.
Y tú tampoco. Entonces nos quedamos esperando en vano.
Y pensando en ello.
Y recuérdame...
Recuerda que pienso en ti, que no lo sabes pero te vivo todos los días, que escribo sobre ti.
Y recuerda que buscar y pensar son dos cosas diferentes.
Y yo te pienso pero no te busco".
Charles Bukowski
Sometimes the loneliness creeps in at night
I'm fine one minute then suddenly not right
I reach for the phone but there's no one to call
The only company is the emptiness in the hall
But I don't even know if I could describe
What is happening to my insides
How could anyone paint this sorrow?
My bones feel heavy but at the same time hollow
And my heart could collapse in my chest
That's if at first it doesn't go into arrest
I have trouble reaching for the comfort I seek
Because I don't want to be known for being weak
I know in myself that I am strong
But everyone needs someone after so long
Right now I can't recall the feel of human touch
I'm thinking three years without it is too much
I won...
I know you have experienced the darkness within you getting lighter. Your future together was starting to look brighter. Your conversations helped you escape and create something you truly believed that was fate. But to date, I know there is nothing more you hate than the fact that you took the bait and discovered it was never love to begin with so late. @PLECCA
Your arms, I wish they could hold me now and caress me.
Make me forget about today, and forget about tomorrow.
Life is full of love.We get a life from love . We live the life with love. Love can only make life complete . But in real , life won’t have the complete love .#lovelife
#Jnan
Vuelve viento del recuerdo, inclúyeme en tú monotonía, danza conmigo
Estableceremos nuevamente el juramento que dejamos inconcluso, de tú siendo mi bufanda y yo siendo tú artista peregrino.
Déjame contarte, Viento sobre las maravillas del amor, esas que se sienten en el aroma de la brisa, esa que hacen que te detengas por segundos, que la calidez se eleve a niveles donde el alma llama "profundo". Haciendo que cada sentimiento se vuelva nauseabundo danzando a la velocidad de la luz, ves tantos amores y los sientes, pero no los entiendes.
Ya que el amor no es un sentimiento de comprensión independiente, es algo que va cada día más creciente, algo que se eleva y reduce de forma inconsciente. El...
I believe that life brought us together
because we were meant to be
It was the right time and place
When we needed each other
To save and be saved.
You made me somebody
You gave me dignity
You nurtured me
Filled me with strength and purpose.
I am me because of you
And i know i can be me
Only if i am with you.
We are two halves fitting perfectly
Someone made for me.
I thank you for everything
I promise you love you and cherish you
Until i am free of this world.
I hope you feel lucky the same way i do
And that you believe in soulmates.
I wish you could accept me
And everything of myself
That i give you
You will always be my all
And this is my promise to you.
