My message to the world 
 
This is my message to the world
Stop the wars, they only hurt
Count the tears the wifes have cryed
Whose husbands went to war and died
Hold on. It´s not to late to see
That wars can´t help to make us free
I´m sure that one day peace will come
And no one has to use a gun

    

Every human being has dreams.
Big dreams... small dreams... just dreams...
Dreams are born every day, every hour, every minute...
Without our noticing a dream is born inside of our heart.

Dreams motivate us to live and keep walking.
Actually, we live searching for the fulfillment of our dreams.

Sometimes, people around us

try to kill them through pessimistic words.
They think that, if they cannot succeed fulfilling their dreams,

other people don't also deserve it.
Pure selfishness.

 

Frequently, we think we won't be able to fulfill them...

because they are too distant.
Or we think we don’t deserve them, because we are nothing...
If we don't believe in them, we will lose them.

 

We have to take our dreams out from locker, otherwise, they age

and we won't accomplish them anymore.
The accomplishment is a result of fight, effort and persistence...

Walking beside people that motivate us to dream

and persist on our dreams is very important...
it is a step towards a positive result.

 

Even if everything drives you to think it seems to be impossible,

don't give up of your dream.
Look for your inner power.
Ask for God’s help.
No pray returns without an answer.
Believe that everything can happen

when we really wish.

From Bible we have:
"I can everything in that that strengthens me”.
Everything and not just some things!
Believe in your dreams beauty

and in the capacity to accomplish them.

You are able!
Dream always.
 Never stop dreaming

and you will always be a winner.

(Unknown author)

 

If one day you really wanna cry...
Call me.
I don't promise to make you smile,

but I can cry with you.
If one day you decide to run away;

don't forget to call me.
I don't promise to convince you to stay,

but I can run away with you.
If one day you really wish not talking to anybody;

call me even so.
I promise to keep quiet.
But... If one day you call me and I don’t answer...
Run to me...
Maybe this time I need you...


(Unknown author)

No long I know you
few times I saw you,
but a great dream was born in me.
A dream that has no end
Hours go by
I hunger for saying to you
despite of the short time I've known you,
that I do love you very much.
Be sure
that you live in my heart.
I spend hours thinking of you,
dreaming of you,
willing to see you!!!
I am not sure
if someday I will forget you.
You know you are my world.
Since the sunrise of bright days
to the sunsets of dying days
I will love you for all my life.
You are my everything,
you are my reason
to be alive.
That is why I love you.
(Cláudia Marczak)
 
I want a woman
that touches my soul,
enters into my eyes
and invades my dreams.
I want she possesses me entirely,
body and soul,
making my desires being
brief seconds of ecstasy...
the pleasure of an intense meeting.
I wanna feel her gentle arms
involving my hug,
her silent lips
keeping me quiet,
no need of something to say...
just looking at me
with black and humid eyes...
and taking me slowly,
as the sea moving forward to the beach,
as I know it has to be...
and I know one day it will be.

 

 

Seeds of kiss

 

Many times, I have already seen,
"Kisses for sale"
better, auctioned by famous people,
pretty women or elegant ladies,
to get funds for some institution,
noble social gesture.
Interesting, because at home,
we just crop multiple and assorted kisses.
They are common, but they are very much loved.
They make the garden be more beautiful
and gardens like kisses.
When the wind blows, trees look they are kissing the kisses
by their lovely and soft leaves.
I am just thinking,
but I do find that some flowers get much more red-faced
soon after public loved kisses

However, last week I noticed that our kisses were dying...
I thought to myself how sad it is flower bed of kisses, but shy, worn and sad kisses... that even the rain doesn't mean anything to them.
I got closer to talk to them
(I was told that plants understand us when we talk to them)
and caress them, but I didn't even touch them
In the kisses there was a tree-frog
It jumped on me and I said, frightened:
"What a place to hide, huh?"
It jumped again and swallowed an insect
that innocently, stopped in the leaves of the withered kiss
That was when I understood its answer to me
When it jumped, from one leave to another, its jumping off

spread the seeds all over lots of kisses
Wise Nature, even if we might not understand its surviving laws
Due to our green predator, new kisses will grow again
and thousands of wonderful butterflies
will come back to these smooching petals
Sometime there are frogs peeping to catch you.

 


People like us contorting faces

People like us tasting the bitterness of the day

People like them not like us

We are not like them.

People like us, tripping over along the way.

People like us, cheating the natural rules of the life

People like them. They reflect this feeble appearance

We don't feel that is us.

People like us, learning by pain, chewing roses

swallowing thorns.

People like us, raping the happiness,

messing the peaceful way,

People abandoning people.

People running over people

People trying hard to live

People eliminating roads

People like them but in us.

 

 Stop...
and listen to me...
at least once,
I want to open my heart to you
Listen to me at least a minute.

Stop...
Take part of my world
my world, that is
just you and me
At least accept
my way of being me,
At least , try to understand me...

Stop...
forget your pride and your hurts
in any room,
Forget you and be me,
at least for a second...

Stop... Silent... and listen
Listen to my silence,
feel my look
and what you mean to me
I am different...
but..... I am YOURS!!!

Mayza

You make me see flowers where there are still seeds;

You make me play with the wind hiding from clouds;

You make me smile like a girl;

You make me woman and it surprises me, in the peace;

You make me woman in the caress of your chest.

You make me calm, ends my affliction.

You drink my first tear.

You make me happy and pretty.

I am all "cute face" for him.

And he is my love...

A love that rescued me from the corner I was.

There, right there in the loneliness;

A love that fed my soul...

There, right there in the abandonment I was;

A love that taught sweet words to me,

Even in the bitter times;

A hoping love, right here,

In this year two thousand.

You make me hot, to be your delight;

You make me crazy, to be your ornament;

You make me mature, to be your woman;

You make me beloved, to be you partner;

You make me loved, to be your masterpiece;

Make me beautiful, my loved one.

Krika


by Vexngvixen

I could imagine your eyes, bright and lively
Excitement coursing through the pools of blue sea
Your hands moving animatedly
Gesturing and talking in ways your mere words could not extend
I listened patiently
Fascinated
Not with what you had to say, but in the resonant sound in
which you said it
Inside I secretly ached because I wanted to have been the one to bring
such life into you.

... I thought of telling you then, but I didn't have the strength to

I could imagine your eyes, hooded and downcast
Anger fusing to cause electricity in your stormy skies
Your hands clenched in fists of rage
Tight and rigid on your lap
I listened cautiously
Furious
Not at you and the way your reacted, but with the way
she made your voice  tremble
Inside my fury burned because I wanted to have been the
one to make you feel such intensity.

... I thought of telling you then, but I didn't have the will to

I could imagine your eyes, coy and sly
Passion dilating your pupils
Your hands open and slick with sweat
Rubbing over your jeans to dry them
I listened painfully
Jealous
Not because you felt bliss and joy, but because you felt it with her
Inside my heart broke because I wanted to have been the
 one to bring you
to such a fervent pitch of desire.

... I thought of telling you then, but I didn't have the courage to

I could imagine your eyes, sad and pained
Unshed tears creating a wall of anguish
Your hands trembling like a child's
Shaking as they cradled your head
I listened silently Miserable


Not because of you but because she had caused you to feel such hurt
Inside my heart was torn because I felt sorry for you and her even though
I secretly wanted to have been the one whose name you sobbed.

... I thought of telling you then, but I didn't have the heart to

I could imagine your eyes, distant and weary
Your eyelids shutting out the world
Your hands limp like rags
Hanging lifelessly on each side of your body
I listened intently
Desperate
Not because I was drinking in your every word, but because I was straining to hear you speak a word at all
Inside my heart was cold because I could not comfort you when you needed me the most.

... I told you then, but only because I couldn't find any more reasons not to

I could imagine your eyes wide and startled
Your eyes looking away
Your hands fidgeting restlessly
Nervously running through your hair
I listened abjectly
Depressed
Not because you didn't care, but because you cared too
much to let me dream
Inside my heart shattered because I thought my world had ended.

... I thought of dying then, but I couldn't find the words to tell you

I could imagine your eyes, sympathetic and pleading
Your brows furrowed out of concern
Your hand stretched out in front of your body
Reaching out to me
I didn't listen then
Hollow
I walked away, not because you hurt me, but because I
was hurting myself
by looking at you
Inside my heart cried because all these years
I spent my life imagining
you -

And all I ever wanted was for you to imagine me, too.

 

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