En algún momento, hay que reordenar los acontecimientos, detenerse, estirarse, dar prioridad a la omisión o a la respiración, nos dice el poeta @eduardoescalantegomez a propósito de su poema "Accidente o maldición", publicado en la sección #literatura ➡ www.lanota-latina.com
Un atardecer así,
ya el sol burbujeando en el horizonte,
te preguntas: ¿Es el amor un accidente, es algo que no contiene maldición?
No se trata de las reglas de Virgilio
ni de una épica en latín. Sino por lo que atraviesas,
cuando te cae en la cabeza el cielo o el infierno.
Be proud of yourself because in this harsh world which shames vulnerability you have remained soft. In the face of betrayal you have remained understanding. When receiving sharp words you have remained kind. Some people would call you weak but it is the farthest from the truth. My dear you are strong, stronger than most because in the face of pain you are still able to love. - Strength
☆Writers? - Have anyone thought?☆
Why do they write?
What do they write?
What is the impression, on people, that leaves? Specially on people who follow their words blindly (Fans).
Why do you read?
Only to relate? Think again...
Is that enough?
Another heart breaking incident I read and it made me write this...
A 5 year old kid committed suicide and left a note for parents to tell teacher not to give such punishment to anyone as that kid had to stand in a corner for 3 periods...Yes, teacher did wrong but this social media is teaching more. Kids, teens have access to all these stories and serials...they are getting influenced and taking such steps. Who taught them about depression, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, pain of heart-breaks?
On name of quotes, poetry, blogs people are throwing their personal views as story driven by their problems, momentary emotions...
I want to ask them do they really know what a quote or true fact means?
A quote or a good writeup is something that fits truely in life's situations and inspires lives to make it beautiful. I see revenge seeking posts full of hate hidden behind beautifully emotion coated words.
I see teens talking about heart breaks and painful life...while their real life hasn't yet started. Aren't they going to love someone else in their future? Aren't they going to get married?
These kind of so called, self proclaimed candid, well learned writers are throwing garbage everywhere and even kids are learning a lot from them.
Don't showcase your pain publicly if it doesn't inspire or have good message to learn from. Remember when you write and serve it to public then you become responsible for your words and impact of these words on others. Same as people who spread rumours are responsible for it's outcome.
If you really want your words to live forever than learn to inspire.
Definitely every word leaves an impression.
Every word matters.
Humble request to such "Writers"...please think again before posting anything.🙏 #saynotonegativity
Better to collect piece of life...to learn and live.
As VJ says,
Life Is So Beautiful...Live It...Love It...!!!
Thank You...Love You All...🙏💖
This is a very early post today but I'm too excited! I've been organizing this all week and I can finally announce next week the very first collab week!! 7 days, 7 poems, each written in collaboration with another poet! Make sure to follow me to keep up with the week, these poems are magnificent and it'll give you a chance to see some new talent that I think deserves some love!
Normally today is a posting day for my own poetry but I thought I'd only use today to post this announcement and take the day off so I have a 3 day weekend, since next week will be a little stressful. Ahh I'm excited! ❤
[ I have vague memories of the caterpillar but I’m captivated by the butterfly.] •
Disregarded as a mere Leaf trapped in the wreckage brought about by the rising winds of this upcoming storm of change, as it passes through the derelict remains of this once crowded town I found myself searching for something before chance gave us this opportunity under the guise of a past encounter,
I’ve found upon closer inspection that you’ve changed from the distorted image I’ve had locked in my mind, I can see the grace and fragility of the wings of a glass butterfly seeking the freedom to fly but scared of shattering in the fall,
I give to you my hands as a home, a place to once again build up the courage to take to the skies and know I’ll shelter you from the harsh realities that have caused you to close yourself off from the nurturing embrace that the chaos I control can bring, I’ll try and convince you that yourwings aren’t made of glass but a more subtle cut of diamonds, I’ll give you my heart so you can withstand the bitterness of the winds trying to push you back from the heights you’ve so purposefully gained,
I’ll give you my eyes so you can see your world as I do and know that forever is more then just another counted day, but most of all I’ll give you my word that I’ll never stop picking you up after every fall and repeating the consequences of these actions that I’ve so deliberately created for you.
"Some people bring out the worst in you. Others bring out the best. And then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you'd follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix." - karen marie moning
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Configured into what what is thought to be
Though it never was
Bent to a near breaking point
Forced to conform
These contours, these scars
Signs of victory, signs of perseverance.