I wonder,
as I am gazing upon these love struck stars
are you looking up to the love sick heavens as well?
Now that I finally love you and every things well.
Where are you now my idiot lover?
Havent we promised forever.
Havent our tears locked us together?
Those days, hours, and moments we spent while kissing each other loves.
Were they just meaningless gestures of a thing called love that were meant to be forgotten?
Now that I am finally ready.
Where are you now my stupid girl?
Where are you now my forevers inspiration?
Goodbye Halcyon. Revised. by BooMonkey347, literature
Literature
Goodbye Halcyon. Revised.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would prove to you my love.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would whisper you the sweetest 'I love you's'
If only had I thirteen lives, I would always keep you high, for you are my queen.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would buy you, the greatest jewelry.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would ask you for your mercy, your love.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would grant you, your wildest desires.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would take you not for granted but with great love.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would keep you within arms length, to keep you safe.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would gi
With Spring you came in beauty.
With Summer you brought me sweets like no other.
With Fall you took from me your love struck stares.
With Winter I lost my sight of you and fell into darkness.
From Spring, I loved you.
From Fall, I hated you.
But forever, I needed you.
I swore to keep you firm on the ground, even during the harshest storms.
I swore to never love another and to stay beneath your shadows forever.
As the storms raged on, I built a roof above your head to keep you safe.
As weeds grew nearer, I took days and nights to pluck them out with bleeding hands.
And as Night drew on, I kept out a sunshine to keep you warm.
To m
If only had I ten lives.
If only had I ten lives,
I would buy you, your shiniest jewelry.
I would give it up, for you my diamond.
I would devote myself to you, my soul.
I would feed you, what no other chef has before.
I would whisper you, the sweetest 'I love you''s.
I would raise you high, higher than any mountain could.
I would fall in love with the same woman ten times.
I would fall in love with you, my darling, again and again.
Like the net that does not catch air.
Like the falcon that has no fear.
Like the lion, stoic to even lightening.
Like the monk, indifferent to women.
Like in poker, with no emotion.
(im soooo tired)
There are shadows, because there is light.
There is bad, because there is good.
There is ugly, because there is beauty.
There are shields, because there are swords.
Many religions have this fault.
They choose to decide themselves as the good.
Ultimately forcing others to be the bad.
Orthodoxy is a disastrous style of belief, which often leads to conflict.
Don't create shadows, do not take sides, do not define life.
(still not done.
As we are born, our mothers give our hands a lump of mold.
As we grow, our fathers give us a pad.
As we live, our lives give us ideas of design.
As we work, our works give us skills to build.
And as we build, we fail.
Our mold goes bad and a sense of beauty is nowhere to be seen.
But even after we fail, the mold is still there.
We may still rebuild ourselves and we may still be beautiful.
Lives are things that are salvagable at anytime
and rebuildable at anytime.
Have I saved another?
Have I loved another?
Why is love so discriminating?
What is love?
What is my life's purpose?
Have I fulfilled this purpose?
Who am I?
Where did I come from?
Where will I go?
What have I done in this lifetime?
What is pride?
Where does pride come from?
The Flint
A single flint cannot create spark if there is nothing to hit it against.
Two flints cannot create fire without flammable material
A flint with flammable material cannot create fire either.
No matter what the dispute may be,
If one of the components to a fire are missing,
Fire cannot possibly created.
Not even the devil may spit at a smiling face.
The sharpest of blades may not cut what isn't there.
Anger is a world wide disease shared by everybody,
And We Don't Need It
Music is universal.
Music is forever lasting
Music is impartially loving
Music does not discriminate
Music does not hate.
Music has no requirements
Music has no boundaries
And Music does not falter.
No matter the genre, music is still music.
No matter who plays it, it is still music.
No matter who loves it, it is still music.
If nothing lasted forever.
Music would be that nothing.
Music is the only sound and group of words
that may describe the silence of happiness
and the ecstasy of sound.
I wonder,
as I am gazing upon these love struck stars
are you looking up to the love sick heavens as well?
Now that I finally love you and every things well.
Where are you now my idiot lover?
Havent we promised forever.
Havent our tears locked us together?
Those days, hours, and moments we spent while kissing each other loves.
Were they just meaningless gestures of a thing called love that were meant to be forgotten?
Now that I am finally ready.
Where are you now my stupid girl?
Where are you now my forevers inspiration?
Goodbye Halcyon. Revised. by BooMonkey347, literature
Literature
Goodbye Halcyon. Revised.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would prove to you my love.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would whisper you the sweetest 'I love you's'
If only had I thirteen lives, I would always keep you high, for you are my queen.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would buy you, the greatest jewelry.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would ask you for your mercy, your love.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would grant you, your wildest desires.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would take you not for granted but with great love.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would keep you within arms length, to keep you safe.
If only had I thirteen lives, I would gi
With Spring you came in beauty.
With Summer you brought me sweets like no other.
With Fall you took from me your love struck stares.
With Winter I lost my sight of you and fell into darkness.
From Spring, I loved you.
From Fall, I hated you.
But forever, I needed you.
I swore to keep you firm on the ground, even during the harshest storms.
I swore to never love another and to stay beneath your shadows forever.
As the storms raged on, I built a roof above your head to keep you safe.
As weeds grew nearer, I took days and nights to pluck them out with bleeding hands.
And as Night drew on, I kept out a sunshine to keep you warm.
To m
If only had I ten lives.
If only had I ten lives,
I would buy you, your shiniest jewelry.
I would give it up, for you my diamond.
I would devote myself to you, my soul.
I would feed you, what no other chef has before.
I would whisper you, the sweetest 'I love you''s.
I would raise you high, higher than any mountain could.
I would fall in love with the same woman ten times.
I would fall in love with you, my darling, again and again.
-Perfection exists not in our world but in our satisfaction.
-The moment you start to believe you can run through that wall,
it will move out of your way in fear.
-Love cannot be with form and limit
-No such thing as incompetence of skill, just incompetence of will.
-A flint alone cannot create fire.
-A point of view with a million ways to perceive it.
-A war takes your limb. A fight takes your pride. Your passion takes your soul.
-The dead give the best Lessons.
-A Genius of Skill. And a Genius of Hard-Work.
-Anything Humans can imagine might as well be reality.
-A mistake is a brief shot of light, to show you how lar
A baby elephant is kept short on a metal chain tied to a metal pole and is forced to grow up in the short radius of the pole. As it grows up it eventually stops trying to break off the chain and spends its days in pain and boredom as his mind and body falls into total submission to the metal chain. As a full grown elephant the elephant is held back only by a flimsy rope tied to a slim stake. It doesn't try to break loose due to the history of his failures in his attempts to escape. He is no longer a mighty elephant. Just a stupid bird in his cage.
Don't let a mind's chain hold you down.
To Write Love On Her Arms. by BooMonkey347, literature
Literature
To Write Love On Her Arms.
To Write Love On Her Arms.
Some can dance, some can sing.
We all have unshared talents that nobody else may acquire.
But there is a universal talent that is shared and used by all.
The power of saving. The power of caring. And the power of loving.
The words of "I care about you,
I love you, and
I worry about you,"
are more powerful than you could ever imagine.
Let those you love, know that you love them.
Let those words that aren't said enough
Those words that are said too much
Save the souls of those you love.
(It's a bit unoriginal but please don't hate.)
Suppose a beautiful famous actress walks into a room. She is wearing beautiful clothes, she is wearing sweet perfume, glamorous jewlery and has an attractive physique. Everybody says "Oh! How wonderful it must be to be as beautiful as her! Oh how beautiful she is!" Perhaps a man would kill another man to be able to claim her. But inside, she carries dirt and waste. She wears beautiful clothes, a big diamond necklace and beautiful make-up to cover up that shit and sweet perfume to cover up the shit stench. Everywhere she goes, she carries around about 2-3 pounds of shit. Most would find her attractive but real eyes see and smell the shit insid
If the sun be absent, where should the plants face up to.
If the rain be absent, what would the plants eat.
If the soil be absent, where would the plants be at rest.
If the parents be absent,
Children are doomed,
Just as the plants without
Soil, Water and Sunlight.
When you hear the wind, you hear the wind. No matter how many people hear the wind, its the same wind. No matter how many different ways there are to hear the wind, it is still hearing the wind.
When you see the light, you see the light. When others see the light, it is still the same light. When you see light through a glass or light through a camera, it is still the same light.
Different ways to see it, different places to see it, different levels to see it. There are extreme diversities and different roads in everything but all have 1 destination. Hearing wind, seeing light, all the same.
There is no special way to see light, and there
Suppose a beautiful famous actress walks into a room. She is wearing beautiful clothes, she is wearing sweet perfume, glamorous jewlery and has an attractive physique. Everybody says "Oh! How wonderful it must be to be as beautiful as her! Oh how beautiful she is!" Perhaps a man would kill another man to be able to claim her. But inside, she carries dirt and waste. She wears beautiful clothes, a big diamond necklace and beautiful make-up to cover up that shit and sweet perfume to cover up the shit stench. Everywhere she goes, she carries around about 2-3 pounds of shit. Most would find her attractive but real eyes see and smell the shit insid
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