In the silence of a noisy world

I exist in the dream of the unborn, the thoughts of the unexisting. A peaceful world hidden in the silence of the noisy one; into the depth of he who lies on a pillow, my soul resides. A child in a womb, living in the shadows of my wishes; my light is the will to make it real.

But I found treasure, the pearl that was long lost, a contemplation of my thoughts; the gold that was never possessed, was made the wonder of my millennium. The wisdom I found in her beauty. Quiet it shines, loud it glows. The twinkling star fell to be my candle.

The world lost its words, languages failed to explain thoughts that dwelt in the feelings her love arouse in me. I stood in the gaze of her eyes, stuck in the admiration of her smile; with the voice that kept asking “Is this real?”

I touched her face to only watch it fade, for it was for a dreamer to believe in the reality of the existence of an angel without wings. Space is tiny in the width of her tender love. I know if she could read this she would say my words are dramatic. I wonder how else I should explain it.

The world spins around, the clock keeps ticking and my heart keeps beating with your love that keeps growing and I keep falling deeper and deeper that I forgot the edge; the only thing I remember is just the street where I first kissed you with the purple clip in your hair.

To be continued…

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The fall!

Hello! Dearest reader, I have a very nice story for you. If you have a good time to read. Here is how it goes. For the first in my life I loved someone, I always quarrelled with my feelings saying I should love when I am sure not just follow the inner lust of my flesh. But there came a time where I did not even get time to think about it I just found myself falling.

Sweet was the fall, fearful was the landing because I did not want to reach the ground. So high was the jump if I was to land it would be the end. I told her, she said she is afraid, I said don’t worry darling; trouble comes sometimes but it is the place where heroes are born. She said it was true, but still wondered what to call me.

I did not want to be selfish, because I did not want to hear a word that I did not deserve or merely that could not be true. Deep inside it is what I wished, to hear her telling me she loves me. Day by day she said it is growing bigger, night by night falling deeper. One awesome night when we were out of words I remember she wrote “You’re amazing, you’re just love”.

So amazing, wasn’t it? The moment you realize you are being pulled in a black hole to whole new galaxy where stars shines brighter and she is the moon of your nights. It is no more than a dream being brought to life with the power to build anything. I always thought of how it went, I could barely understand how we both fell in the same time.

Day and night her face roams my eyes, night and day her smile tread my thoughts. More than just a lady, most a goddess. Soft is her voice, lovely is her smile and most of all you can not dare her thinking. I’m glad she chose me too. Started as just contemplation of what we could be, and ended with all that we ever wished, we are both meant to be.

Hey love, this is now for you. I hope you realize how deep it goes. You may have doubts for we have not been in this for long. But it does not remove the fact that each second I fall deeper. I know you were surprised by how short I fell for you. Time is just an illusion remember. It does not remove what is to happen; no matter how long or how short it is.

Words are nothing but just a concatenation of characters, but this time they serve me right to show you a glimpse of what we could be through the moments of each day. You told me to write a long post, I said words are not enough. Because they only express, what I can say, but what about all that you make me live? They say the untold and unseen is what lies in heaven. What if it is what you brought to me?

I never knew I could write this much. But the moment you said I must do, I said this might be the chance to tell all that I feel for you. Unfortunately I’m seeing that I’m running out words. And I finally realised that all measurement are meaningless when forever is nothing but just a second to blow away, and lifetime becomes a blink of the eye.

Take my hand, and hold the ink as we write history that I read from your eyes. Let us build something, something unspeakable, a reality that exists only in a dreamer’s pillow. Countless shall be pages of our book. You told me I’m amazingly crazy, I told you I’m insane. Let’s share it, I hope you hold the balance, please take the steering wheel because I have lost control.

I only wrote this because she told me to write a long post, and consider it as a punishment. And here it is sugar, the tears from your rod stick. Now I exist in the light of her love, living a new world where each day is priceless to loose, and the next unfolds the unthought-of. I don’t know how deep it will go. But I do not want this fall to end, let’s make it infinite.

Gratitude

I live all along with a voice whispering that I should be myself, through songs it was heard, on papers I read it and from people I was told. Then I went on the quest to find out what it really meant. I started with just knowing who I really was to be that person. I always looked into the mirror and asked “Who are you? cause I want to be you.” “I may never get the answer” that is what I always thought .

But when I realized that the flesh always needs more of what it already has, I learnt that I always had the answer but I was never satisfied. Then I went on to find a way of satisfying the emptiness I felt, to light the darkness where I dwelt. That is when I started to look “within” for “without” I had failed. Then I tried to understand when I’m not myself; and that is when I found myself.

This is how it started, Who are we beyond what we see? Who are we beyond smiles and cries? Beyond sadness and happiness who are we? Beyond wealth and hunger, what is our nature? I have learnt that we are nothing relating to what we see, but beyond; We are everything. We are all born with an equal probability ratio, we simply live different worlds. Light and darkness, truth and lies.

It said that the first expression of a baby is a smile, a grateful feeling of the soul to be in that moment. A chance given to it, to live  moments for time is just an illusion. Most people do not look further than the tip of their nose and few think higher than the top of their ears. But when you do, you realize that, the things we run for are just temporary.

Therefore we should ask ourselves “What matter after all?”. It was written that only a fool thinks about happiness but a wise person thinks about death. And with that you realize our lives on the earth is undetermined, for death lies within the shadow that we tread with. How sad would it be to die as a loser, who makes you win? The answer should be yourself.

The thing is that the key to success is gratitude. The feeling that you have everything you need in that specific moment. Stop worrying about what tomorrow has for you, cause you have the power to get what you want there. As we all live on the pursuit of happiness, we should not be the ones that destroy it, with our worries, doubts and fears. Instead we should embrace our inner self to define the outer; grateful for who we are not wishing wealth of someone else but building our dreams. Grass is always greener on the other side remember. So be grateful of where you are, you shall build a castle in those lands 😉

A letter to a lover I haven’t met, yet

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Dear You,

I have been waiting a very long time to see you. I have learned so much without you, about you. I am  so glad you are you, and not a version of you for me. Thank you for your trust. I am an honest man that knows how quickly that trust can be broken, and how insuperable it can be to rebuild. Thank you for being as trustworthy as you are trusting. I have had few trusting relationships in my life, and am so very thankful for how transparent you are with me when I need you to be. This quality that you have is more important to me than all the rest of your attributes combined.

Thank you for putting up with my sometimes forgetfulness. I will always try to do the little things because I love to see you smile more than watching the sunset at…

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