Postsbraver in # blog • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readA Changed Preferencesource I have to change my preferences, music reminds me of your presence, Since you left this has been hard, I can't even hear cyanide candy. Why present to you my favorite series, the one I saw in search of a smile, now I only hear you laugh very loudly and I don't let myself regret it for a second. I can't go to my favorite place…braver in # blog • 2 yr. ago • 2 min readHave You Seen The Fisherman?source The waft of existence passes through at the same time as the fisherman waits patiently at the riverside. He isn't always fishing for a trout, no. This fisherman waits for salmon to leap out of the water. The fish well-known for going in opposition to the current. He simplest catches the fish that do not…braver in # poetry • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readPOETRY: Search And Find.source Regardless of whether I go from here to there, I know that at some point I will arrive, You just have to keep your mind open, I'll take care of knocking on your door. This thing we call life, you live once, So finally put aside your shyness, if destiny intertwined us in this place There are very few arguments to make. Let's talk…braver in # fiction • 2 yr. ago • 6 min readFiction: Watch Our HeroIt changed into an afternoon like another day in excessive faculty . The recurring got here and went in a every day cyclical living. I awakened with tons enthusiasm, the closing day of faculty had eventually arrived. I longed to be loose and eventually relaxation from the strain of the week.…braver in # blog • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readThe Drunksource There can be no traces with a disturbed mind drunks are humans with out a disturbance at all drunks do now no longer drink alcoholic beverages an awful lot much less with extra of alcohol drunks are usually sober drunks live farfar from drunken or drunk humans drunks do now no longer visit drunken…braver in # poetry • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readThe Silence Of Our Footprints.Days without writing, days without downloading what I have. source There was a corner in my heart, empty, unoccupied or whatever you want to call it. One day while I was working he arrived, in need of affection, I don't know why, but he chose me and sat next to me, then that corner I'm talking about began to beat to the rhythm of four…braver in # blog • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readThe Silence Of My Days.Different shades of gray cover The silences of my days. Source Times that move away down the slope without knowing if they go down to the ocean or want their moments to climb to the top. Everything depends on nothing and nothing is the present that You never know if you're back at it all Or is it that you know nothing about life…braver in # blog • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readSON TO FATHER._My father, What is the faith? source _ It is believing. _Believe in what? _ In you. _And the way to accept as true with in me? _ Every time you're taking a step even as walking Faith is going with you. Always maintain your gaze upright dealing with existence . Do now no longer faint. and while you fall…braver in # poetry • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readI Found Her Young.It has no copy, neither in the bad nor in the good. He is not like anyone, because no one can fill his bad heart. as much happiness as suffering. She is neither young nor old, because she It is always time in its time. She is neither poor nor rich, because she never wanted more than anyone else or less. It's just loli... How I love her…braver in # poetry • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readLike the bardI even have written you inspirations such a lot of times, What will I ask the bard Gustavo? sure in each verse that I seize and file There is poetry as in his creations. source And in all my compositions the equal rhyme in my nail appearance and in ecstasy of affection I constantly end, rhyming for you candy…braver in # blog • 2 yr. ago • 3 min readBeyond DoubtUnsplash In her younger idealism, she envisions poverty, destruction, and starvation disappearing whilst she policies along her husband. She tells how she failed to surrender desire for greater have an impact on in the ones early years, believing that as she and the Sikh have become greater unified, her have an…braver in # writing • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readPOETRY: Where In Berlin?Pixabay I dream of Berlin thru a Parisian lens. Our nighttime conversations most effective ever make sense whilst we are locked and absolutely loaded; blue to the core. A accurate heartbreak makes a terrible guy begin useless wars. I've been there and I've visible it with my very own eyes; The drunkards and…braver in # blog • 2 yr. ago • 3 min readI Will Never Be Like My Father.I am now no longer like my father Maybe Toñito turned into too younger to observe a few matters , it truly is why he did not observe the mother's purple eyes, haggard and swollen; her an increasing number of extended silence, her untimely antique age and her new sadness. And even though the stench of alcohol…braver in # poetry • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readShe Is The One Of My DesirePexels He informed me not anything at his farewell the ache staying imprisoned for the contempt of the only I cherished the maximum and for whom I best write those verses. 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The stars dance in…braver in # love • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readUndeserving Love.Unsplash I sigh for a few news, a far off call, the tenderness of a caress that gave that means to this existence that with out it in my eyes it's far crippled lace cry. The days byskip in my coronary heart wrapped in first-class rain while not having an umbrella to cowl it a lot mild sadness. Today I…braver in # poetry • 2 yr. ago • 1 min readDifficult SeasonPexels Even my shadow has a difficult time stay with me. I am complicated to guide, older than my age and you're simply as younger as in case you have been my son. That's why I write those verses, due to the fact I can not communicate to everybody neither miseries nor goals with destiny. I am…
