Take my hand
Let’s walk through life
And through the storms
Hold it tight.
The ebb and flow
Through day and night
That’s what makes moments
That’s what makes life.
Debbie O Bottled up Feelings
Walking the edge of a precipice
a kind of dance you find familiar
testing the limits of the unknown
and knowing you're called out beyond
far from the comfortable safety
most cling to for reassurance
called to let go of things hoped for
and trust that what's received
will far outshine the imagined sheen
of these temporary baubles
Another year has spun the wheel
one more trip around the sun
and the pages in this diary are open
alive and eagerly anticipating
the next thrilling adventure abroad
I don't want to return
I only wish to detect stars
in the vast night blanket
Rays of light;
Certainty cutting through
an imperceptible floor.
At 11:15 on 11-15 time stopped for a second.
Thinking of you breathing next to me.
Thinking of your hands on my body.
I am sad. Flashes of everything we have done together.
The memories of your eyes
The look you always give me.
The beauty in the color of them.
Those eyes like the moss on a tree. Like the green in the sea.
The beauty of the dancing dark hues.
I ache inside with the thought of you being the one.
The wish I alway make.
What stops me?
I know I mean a world to you.
I know how lovingly you gifted part of your soul, your heart and your spirit to me, the undeserving one.
I know it’s only you who will collect my broken pieces when I am done with my stupid misadventures.
I know that it’s you who has a plan and vision to fight every storm on the way and emerge victorious all the time!
And that at this turn of our lives, it’s me who is your shackle, your barrier, your tormentor.
I know it all ... but the reason what stops me to be the person you deserve ... is what remains a challenge that I don’t even consider facing...
May be it’s cowardly or may be it’s just meant to be!
May be I am all wrong or may be ...
Hey there! Your work is really good. The pieces you write actually make sense that's why you've written them but what I mean to say is that they make me think about it twice. Really appreciate your work. Good going.
TORMENTA TROPICAL EN ACAPULCO
En mi ciudad siempre hace calor, me gusta bromear diciendo que vivimos en un verano eterno, que es un horno o que estamos en el infierno.
El día de hoy corría aire suficiente para creer que el clima era diferente.
El día de hoy el color gris cubrió la mitad de mi ciudad como no sabiendo si era su lugar, el día de hoy le detectaron una mal formación congénita a mi papá Arturo en uno de sus riñones, el cuál está casi inservible.
El cimiento de la casa está débil y el resto de la estructura está decidía hacer frente por él y por todo.
Hoy papá Arturo sonrió, para dar esperanza a la casa y a mi ciudad.
As days turned into weeks, weeks into months and months into years,
My warm smile slowly came back again and dried up my tears.
I started to find strength, from my hearts pain,
I also learnt, never to love anyone more, than oneself ever again.
- Messy Thoughts -
Over the past 4 or 5 years, I’ve written you many many letters.
Some I’ve sent. Some I’ve left sitting in my drafts only because I couldn’t send them and start more bs.
About a month ago, before I ghosted you out and blocked you on everything because of the betrayal I felt, I wrote you a letter but I realized it wasn’t worth sending.
I have absolutely no problem being civil or friends with anyone as long as it’s true friendship and not just keeping me close to make sure I don’t attempt to take your man that’s never really truly been your man because he is married to me.
I pray for you often, that your heart would heal from everything you’ve been through. I pray that one day things can...
The truth will always hurt because it exposes you to the fact that your idea of reality was always just a fantasy. @PLECCA
Un abrazo latente
Y escuchaba el cancionero del último abrazo que me diste, llevaba sinceridad en cada posición de tus dedos en mi cintura.
Parecía una locura
Que mi corazón sonriera de aquella manera
Parecía revivir al sentir
Una calidez de forma inconsciente
Lo que no deja salir de mi mente
Era la perfección que había
En un abrazo, en comunión con un beso en la frente.
~ Francis Drake~
My soul isn’t meant to be seen
It’s meant to be experienced
-Silence in Echos
Este breve relato habla sobre la reconciliación de dos grandes amantes del universo, dos grandes amores y que una vez compartieron un mismo planeta que los representa.
Ella soñadora y aventurera, él conservador y tradicional, dos seres emocionales que son idea y pasión, ser y vida, gracia y armonía.
Dos mentes lógicas e ilógicas que bailan al son y a la luz de la luna, dos miradas universales parecidas que se aman, aprenden y vuelan de fascinación.
No son del tipo estándar, más bien son algo inusual y, aunque estuvieron sumergidos en la ausencia y la frialdad, el amor logró triunfar.
Este relato es para ellos, sus vidas son como leche y chocolate. Él quiere ser el compañero de ella, la mujer ...
I often say I love u so much so may be it's lost its charm .. But if anything can convey how much love i have for you i want to tell you. Just imagine this.. I expected my wife in a particular image or to say I had some expectation of her.. But ever since you walked in babe, you have become more than I expected.. You have now become my journey and like joinerys you don't have a end. You just keep changing the direction and keep going. I just have a good feeling about the time I will get with you. I am not just saying these things but I want you at every single moment with me. If you aren't with me I am already on missing side.. no matter what I get. I can't repay even a single moment with you...
A recovering drunk
sipping on your
swirling in my head
rousing an urge
building up deep down
rendering me dizzy
while I think of
how to save myself
from the agony of
Take a minute, close your eyes, and breath in. Notice the cool autumn breeze coming through the window ; and the complimentary warm sunlight? In this very moment, it's as if the universe knew you needed this perfect feeling.
You've gotten through the day with what you knew. Then, in just a split second, you remembered a small important detail, that shed light on all that today's been. The chaos is what it was. Forgive yourself for embarrassing yourself, and acting less respectful infront of your daughter. Allow yourself to feel some grace because you deserve it.
Compared to most others, you have to handle so much more. You do it well, and that's enough. I...
*IT'S EASY I'LL TELL YOU*
To the student applying to university,
I tell you.
But is it easy?
I ask myself.
The classes are fine on a stand alone,
But put together they come off difficult and leave me feeling queasy.
The homework and readings pile up,
And no matter what I do, it always seems like any little thing will cause the boat to rock,
And the tower to tip.
But it’s easy I’ll tell you.
It’s easy to feel unappreciated,
The relationship that’s been built up for over a year seems fine,
Until the calls become fewer,
The texts become shorter,
There’s no physical contact for months.
And the relationship you once knew like the back of your hand,
Becomes the rel...
Wake up or Self-destruct!
Sometimes you are as clear as a crystal in foreseeing a damned dark end to whatever you are up to ...
it’s just that the teasingly subtle momentary pleasure takes the better of your wisdom and you turn into a zombie walking till you somehow self-destruct!
May the odds be in your favour and you wake up just in time!
Life is a journey
I often see people saying just focus on youself which is true
But what if we focus on ourselves and selflessly devote our lives for others sake
I believe we are able to collect more good fortunes
Coz unseen vitures due have a visible rewards 😇
#work #devote your self for the people who are in sufferings 😇😘