You've been trying so hard,
Yet you're being torn apart.
Every day is a constant fight,
Getting through another night.
But don't you ever give up,
Don't you ever give in.
Love will find you.
Love will win.
No matter how lonely you feel,
No matter how sad you are.
There's always someone who cares.
There's always someone, somewhere.
You may not know them yet,
But you will soon.
You'll meet someone,
Who loves you...
You should cry.
You should scream.
You should be angry.
It will make you accept.
It will make you forgive.
It will make you stronger.
It will help you to become...
Every day I think of you.
Hoping for the best.
Expecting the worst.
Only now, I see.
I choose my destiny.
Today, I'll give a hug through Lettrs to Earth. 😊💚
Earth accepts me, the human, just the way I am. High time I did the same.
I will tell you
what's wrong with
There are too many
servants of lust
and not enough
masters of love.
My tender lips,
and bring back
Love = emotional
Consider the above equations as 1 and 2
since we're suppose to prove a point here.
Well no.1 is important to satisfy the brain, the mental need and also it's one of the mandatory factors incase of sapiosexuals.
Emotions need to be served when one wants to express affection.
Well no.2 is a physical thing. A sexual relationship can be easily started with this thing. But a mental one cannot just have lust. Lust is the need that arises when a human body craves something which gives them an ecstatic feeling not just to the brain, to the whole body.
And, well finally
No.1 and No.2 cannot go without each other.
You can start a sapiosexual relations...
What is happiness?
A hot chocolate on a cold, rainy day?
The sweet scent of roses to show love?
Or, making someone smile because you decided to brighten their day?
I choose all, for happiness comes in all shapes and forms. Often when were too busy to notice. So appreciate each moment as if it were your last.
Dear Women's Lettrist,
This is to inform you that today I have made a Short Award Ceremony for the women's of Lettrs today & Thank-you Sunandini to bring out this beautiful Slam book Women's Edition idea for the Lettrs world!!. it is always great when you are waiting to write something interesting & for someone to whom you praise a lot & to me my penpals are inspiration paper of a book & Motivation ink of the pen!! thanks a lot & hope everybody will enjoy my slam book Award for the Women's Edition !!..
Slam book is a world of your own creation, thoughts to write by your own way it is the beautiful word as a crossing way of living life to the time of the Waiting way of passing memories! .. In ...
She never trusted in people. She learned that trust is not a good choice, at least not in general.
Years ago she lived like that. Alone. Inside of a safe box where no one could enter. No matter how hard they tried, she never let people in.
Years can have weight. At the end she wanted to try again. More cautious, slower, but try.
She opened the door for a friend. One that opened his for her. They both took the risk, after being hurt a lot in the past.
With time this turned into more risks, always in a cautious way, but that person gave her the security of: "ok, sometimes you can trust people and open yourself".
Good life. Life with people she loves and she believe ...
Did you know I always thought you were braver than me? Did you ever guess that that was why I was so afraid? It wasn't that I only loved some of you. But I wondered if you could ever love more than some of me.
I knew I'd miss you. But the surprising thing is, you never leave me. I never forget a thing. Every kind of love, it seems, is the only one. It doesn't happen twice. And I never expected that you could have a broken heart and love with it too, so much that it doesn't seem broken at all. I know young people look at me and think my youth seems so far away, but it's all around me, and you're all around me... do you think magic exists if it can be explained? I can explain why I loved you...
Give It Time.
Everything we go through so young in life is all about waiting for the person who we are suppose to spend the rest of our lives with. And the bigger picture is every single mistake we make, person we encounter, and every hardship we go though brings us exactly where we are supposed to be.
Every person, including me, in the world hates waiting. It is usually because we think all our friends are happy, in love, and have everything on the world going for them. But the truth is that they probably don't really have as much as we think and that everyone has something they did like to change or are so waiting for. Some people are waiting for that guy to message them first, someone ...
Dear Jerks Around The World
I am a Woman.
I am Power. I am Love. I am Strength. I am Sacrifice.
The source of life. The beginning of creation. My womb is the sacred place for the manifestation of life. I am the one chosen by the Gods above to procreate the human race. I am the one chosen to carry life within me, nurture it and prepare it for the future. I'm the one you come to when you need a soft touch or a soothing word. I'm the one whose slender shoulders carry you through life's toughest storms. And yet....
For centuries you have come at me with everything you have. I have burnt in the fires you lit for me, I have hanged myself from the noose you put around my neck, I have ble...
I wish the stars could talk
Give wisdom & advice
On how they still sparkle
in the dark & dreary night
I wish the moon could speak
A few words would suffice
To tell me how he came to be
So beautiful and bright.
For if I knew these secrets
I wouldn't feel so dim
But sparkle bright & shine
Forever just for him.
I only see her perfection
And she sees her flaws
Why does she hate her reflection
Without stating a cause?
I can see the thin cracks
As her pride starts to chip
Her sapphire tears shed
Hitting her ruby red lip
I try to embrace her
And say she's a treasure
Remind her the darkest coal
Turn diamond under pressure
She tears off her gold necklace
And pushes me aside
Says that noone understands
The ugliness that's inside
I give her some space
Not understanding why
She can't see her own beauty
How her tears make me cry
Red stains the white floor
After she shatters the mirror
The broken glass reflecting
The pain within so much clearer
Today, I was watching this movie and it changed something in me. For a few minutes, i just sat there, thinking. It's a love story which shows two generations of love. I loved the old one, a time when love seldom touched or even spoke and love was expressed in breathless silences and lingering looks.
And I wondered about myself. How I want my love to be. To be honest, I don't really believe in love at first sight.
It's unnatural to me.
When it comes to love, I am old school.
I want this real love which I could see, feel, talk, observe.
Honestly, I don't want my love to start on facebook, whatsapp, instagram, or even lettrs.
I want a love like this movie. ...