Kanha Shanthi Vanam, Hyderabad.
No matter how hard I tried,
I always ended up losing you..
I kept you so close to me;
But you still chose to leave.
I spent my savings on you;
But you never gave a heed.
I slept thinking about you last night;
Wanting to keep you safe,
because you were my only one,
But when I woke up , you were gone, Gone like the wind...
I let you keep my sight together, but you still wandered away everytime.
I never let anybody have you..
I treated you like my own baby;
But you were least bothered to hold on to me or my feelings!!
And there will come a day,
When tears have no place here.
And I fear its arrival, for the
Moment the rain clears and the
Clouds move on, is the second
The sun starts to shine, on a Time
When we are just you and I.
I found this hidden gem when I was looking for a writing app or something or other (can't remember exactly) a few months ago then I got busy and stuck in the rat-races of life these days but isn't that the same with everyone. So it sat there on my phone in a folder that I access quite regularly just collecting dust (so to speak), so today I finally had some downtime so I finally decided to set up an account and give this app a try.
I am not sure how exactly this really works but the way that I think that it works is that its like talking to the moon and stars in the sky above me when I am missing someone I love who has passed away just hoping that I could hear their voice o...
Look around you. Observe the world that you are living in.
Can you feel the beating of a thousand desperate hearts?
Can you see the fear for tomorrow in the looks of people?
Can you hear the cries of a thousand mothers who are losing their children each day?
Now ask yourself, is this the place where you always want to live?
Is this the place where each child expects to grow up when they open their innocent eyes and see the world for the first time?
Are you able to look in the eyes of those children without the feeling of shame for this reality full of evil, which they have to face?
Is this what we have prepared for them throughout centuries and years?
We cannot deny ...
Ich habe eine Katze, deren Name Tiger ist. Sie hat Zwillingskätzchen, nämlich Tim und Zinn. Wegen Hundemissionen habe ich ihn in einem Park verlassen. Heute nach einer Woche ist er wieder zu Hause. Ich weiß jetzt, wie sehr ich die Zinn vermisst habe.
I’m looking at you in love and it appears to me I see my image in your soul but I know that beyond is a water unfathomable to ever grip and I will have to splurge my life crossing it.
I love you and I know it will last forever, I will always traverse with a senseless longing to get as fast as thinkable in your deep persona, I will always preserve my desire floats stressed to you so the storm will never give us away, to halt the whitecaps of your garments drapery over your body with my palms, to held them in your chest and gape at the possibility of your smiles with a plea of waywardness.
What a lovely world it would be, where you stride with kisses, where you breathe with love and ...
Ok.This is the first letter that I write in this APP.I am a little excited now.(^ω^)
I want to meet with yours,and be your friend.My name is Siriy.
Please don't grieve over the stars, they may shine bright, but by the time the sparkle, they're already gone.
It's unique, kind of weird, but seems like a lot of fun so even I'm writing to you, for the first time, not knowing who you are, or what I'm supposed to talk about.
I think my first letter should be about motivation, as it has been the sole reason of all that I've achieved till date.
I can safely say, every individual, on this earth can achieve more than what he has, do more than what he's doing and can go beyond his capabilities.. with a motivated mind.
Wish you the best.
I think that my first letter here should be written to you. I came to this website by chance while I was browsing for something else for my friend, but it kept me for quite some time before I've moved on.
Some of the letters here are very emotional and they reach out. Reading these, it reminded me of something my friend said (about diaries, but the meaning is the same): "Do you know why people open their hearts to a piece of paper? Because they cannot confide to other people." Here, after quite some time passed since I've first heard it, I think I finally understand what she meant.
It's too early to say whether I'll be writing here regularly or not, but I think that ther...
This tangled mind and heart of mine is getting real. I am surrounded by a million reason to be happy, but I feel empty instead.
I hope you could help me to find the way--while I am trying to make this combination of words work.
New to this app..learning how to use this!! I hope I get to make new friends n lovely writers!!
Let it Rain
Drowned in the heavy lunatic arches of sorrow ridden rage,
Stumbling in the quicksand of past.
Lurking into the eyes of the ocean deep down where Poseidon gulped the demons of fiery haze, rowing the oars of a wrecked boat with a faded board of rescue sign and immense pain, I said "let me out of this condensed cloud, let me break through like the husky drops of this fierce storm. All my life I've been held hostage by blinding lights of curious outrages. Unleash the winds to strike my stone heart and thus, let it rain".
Dearest Best Friend,
We have been the kind of friends which people only dream about. For the past six years, I have told you everything I had in me. To me, a friend had always been the one to whom you can open up without the fear of being judged. I found that in you and now I know one person will definitely mourn me when I die.
The Lettrs has given me a super cool opportunity to talk to you in the way that was almost obsolete and the artwork they have created to be put behind these letters is wonderful to say the least.
Also, I think we will have to write long conversations we miss out on everyday because of our different cities. Needless to say, I miss you and I hope there will co...
My roots are ready,but I'll only manage to grow with the help of others.
You're almost 20 and I'm almost 17. Crushing on you was silly on my part. But who can blame me when I didn't know much about you when it started. You were just the random guy in a blue suit walking across the hall. And I was the tiny person who was just through with a breakup ; desperately trying to get over her ex.
Why is this letter addressed to you? Because for the one whole year that I crushed on you , the one whole year I tried to keep the conversation interesting while finding out more and more about myself, the one whole year where you'd inspire me and motivate me intentionally or unintentionally, the one whole year where I grew as a person and you helped ; I was ...