Tag: Life

Wednesday Proverb; Spilled Love!

My heart is full, my soul can’t keep it contained, my cup overflows. When I open up my heart, whenever I tip my hat, love spills from the depth of my soul. When, my forever said I do, love spilled from within deep affection. When my heart, grieved the loss of a child, love made the tears spill, watering the ground where her love lays. As a child, my grandma instilled endearing love in my consciousness; if ever someone rejects your love, don’t let my heart, cry over spilled milk. Que sera, sera; whatever will be, will be. Don’t catch yourself, grasping after careless whispers. Real love speaks boldly, with colorful expressions. Whenever my words spill, the welled up love within, escapes my deepest place. Splashes of love’s hue, the ink tells the story, where the love comes from? Meaningless, love should never fall hollow, words should never be empty. My soul, has been within love’s ocean, and it makes my heart full. Spilling the content of your love, how the texture is made known. Whenever love leans in, with every tilt of your soul, love’s essence leaks from within. Overflow, for the love to pour endlessly, heart and soul has to be willing, to let it intentionally spill. A heart, should never cry over spilled love. That’s how, our humanity is beautified. Poetically, lyrically, rhythmically, deeply, breathlessly; love seeping through crevices of your soul!

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Per Se!

Love, why do you hover, why with a blanket you cover? Is it because of the warmth per se, a heart feels how comforting love can be? Is it never, that you will ever waver, living out your uncompromisable proof, within your undeniable truth. Through you, deep love never forsakes, but over and over takes your breath, per se? Inherently, you’re why so many hearts reminisce. Intrinsically, in your existence, no one could ever taint your presence, no words could ever eclipse your essence. Beautiful portraits, painted to become your authentic reflection. You are love personified, regardless of what anyone tries to make you become. Real love, can never be twisted, will never conform, could never become anything else. Than what it is at its core, the truest expression. How could a heart ever be still per se, when you’re literally the reason it races? It’s in your very nature, to equip the heart to do, what the mind thinks is unattainable. By yourself, you influence hearts and change minds. In of itself, no other entity changes the world. Love lives and breathe, sways time and space, per se. Breadth, and depth have no say; love essentially makes them, profound. Love is never mistaken, won’t allow itself to be misquoted, even if misappropriated; by its own definition, love is!

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Love’s Masterpiece!

With its simple touch, with every brush up against my soul, my heart is becoming love’s vision. Who would have known, everything doesn’t need to be right, for a soul to become love’s colorful pigment, its work of art. My flaws don’t define, love’s breadth is this, my perfection. I can’t even hide my soul, my heart is on display; love is the artist, in this artistic expression. With every kiss good night, love looks into my soul and says; magnifique. Ooh la la, we; love has heart and soul spellbound. Bound, to its poetic will, tomorrow; will find my heart in the same place, love having its way, with my soul. The countless ways, how love touches your soul, making your heart its portrait, its breathless masterpiece. What, can my heart say; passion is inevitable, deep colors predictable. When, my colors are fading, love builds me up, reassures my heart. Adds another layer of its nuance, love’s quintessence becoming more profound, Love does this, makes a divine masterpiece, that only love could conceive. Without any reprieve, for my heart did concede, my soul did consent, to receive its breadth in me. The splashes of its hue, textured by its deep crimson stain. Every stroke of love’s silhouette, leaves no distain. With every embrace, its beauty, my soul did gain. Everyday, my heart wonders today; “what is the color of love, is it warm, is it tender; when love thinks of me?” What’s a heart to do, when love paints its priceless masterpiece, on the canvas of your soul. Your heart left in perpetual awe, knowing your soul has been painted in the image, of love’s breathtaking artistry!

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Wednesday Proverb; Love’s Anthem!

Oh, hearts, can your love see, does thy light dawn, how true does its brightness shine? Does even a faint flicker, glow radiantly? Is it a candle, a lantern in the night, illuminating the heart, enlightening the soul? Hope is never silent, it’s a reflection, waiting patiently for its moment, to beam love’s crimson hue, within its benevolent light. In breathless syllables, love profoundly speaks. In its quietness, within its quintessence, love’s essence hail’s the soul; being one in heart and mind. Raising love’s voice, amplifies its loving anthem. Its symphonic sound, its melodic tone, its harmonic rhythm. Within glowing hearts, with an uplifting soul, love’s anthem prevails, resounding strong and free. Hearts, that wade through love’s deep water, knows the anthem within its sea, lives in the depth of its ocean. Love stands on guard, keenly waiting to give hearts, the strength to fight the good fight. Let, love’s Anthem forever be, a song of praise. Its proverbial chorus, echoed again and again!

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Can Anyone…?

As a child, I’ve known rejection, of a father’s love, and because of it, lived many years in a silent river. I’ve lived for a time introverted, had my world turned upside down. I have failed at some things, have triumphed over so many obstacles. I have flaws, I have scars, but my wings never tarred. I’ve had my heart mistreated, had my love misappropriated, but yet; never shied away from giving it. I’ve been looked down on, but it never kept my heart from looking up. I’ve swam in love’s ocean, have drowned trying to fathom the depth. I’ve conquered many mountains, waded through deep waters, and have learned; you survive life, how your soul lives and breathes. I’ve known love’s bliss, felt the pain in its agony. I’ve seen loved ones grieve loss, fighting back my own tears. So, they could have the strength of my love, to cry on. I have fallen, but the fall wasn’t from grace, but into grace. I know passion, have been shown more compassion than I deserve. I love deeply, been loved profoundly, more than rejection will ever eclipse. I’ve had my heart shaken, my soul stirred, have never minced my love. Why live, to let your heart seem heroic, but let your love be true. How strength is found, to triumph in this journey! Tell my heart this, can Anyone… relate?

This piece, written for everyone, for we’ve all been through something, maybe still going through some things. Some more, some less, but our humanity’s truth is this; the struggle is not are we living, but through it all, are you breathing?

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Love’s Glitter!

Like the morning dew, hearts are awakened, finding the soul glittered, with love’s captivating sheen. All over the world, hearts are glittering with excitement, the soul captivated by love’s brilliance. With every touch, with every brush up against the breadth, love’s glitter leaves the soul glowing, with its stunning residue. Even when it flickers, love shines spectacularly. Ten thousand smiles, could never eclipse why; love has a million ways, to outshine them all. In every season, love will forever be the reason, humanity exudes its inherent light. Even, with a glimmer of hope, love is breathtakingly beautiful. With every twinkle, the heart is captured, to see how love’s radiance becomes more and more breathtaking. Within the blink of an eye, and the wink of the heart, the soul becomes dazzled by love’s shimmering hue. With its undeniable reflection, love’s nuances sparkle within its own natural light. Just like the stars, reflecting the universe’s enchanting glow. Love’s glittering essence, its presence hovering; to impart its benevolence on heart and soul!

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Wednesday Proverb; Let it Be!

Are you walking through this world, and it barely feels like living? Trying to live, but breathing doesn’t always seem so easy? Perhaps, letting the past be, the past, the here be the now. The heart, learns to trust… the process, the soul, understands how to be. Sometimes, we look through our hopes, but see our dreams are tired of dreaming. Don’t let it be, a heart discouraged, instead, let it go; doubts and fears, to let hope soar. Some days, new heights will surely reach, to heart and soul. When, we don’t let careless smiles, become a callused heart. Trying to let it be, what you let your heart believe, will become what will truly matter. Learning how to see yourself, the way love sees you. How you will discover, you’re always enough. A flower, doesn’t bloom in every season, but we let it be. Until the moment comes, to watch how it thrives, in time. Loving, who you are in this moment, lets the soul be at peace, with whom you need to be, tomorrow. Love, doesn’t intervene to overwhelm with its truth, just be a beautiful display, of its endearing worth. Even, tears flowing in quiet streams, the heart, letting it be, it can become a tranquil river, soothing the soul. The best laid plans, needs faith to let it become, time to let it be. The days of our lives become, moments passing within our hearts, the soul slipping between the sands of time. Whenever, the weight of life gets too heavy, burdens get hard to bear? To find your equilibrium, we have to; let it go, lay it down, let it be!

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Love’s Valiant Stance!

Valiantly, love stands truthfully, passionately defends heart and soul. Wholeheartedly, deep love quickens the spirit, awakens rested expression, provokes thoughtful exchange. Contemplatively, passion exhales intuitively, the soul hanging on every word, breathlessly. With its conquering spirit, the heart of a warrior, wields love’s veracity, triumphantly; slaying the darkness, faithfully. With every encounter, with every impactful engagement. The quiver emboldened, to release love’s arrow, to pierce the dawn. With its strength, with its rebellious nature, with noble intent; valiant love reigns, compassionately. With its endearing armor, with an unequivocal stance, love’s essence stands aloft, with its graceful presence. Within your sheath, love is, your Excalibur per se, used to vanquish every fear. Your determination, brandishes the heart, courageously. The Author of your faith, knights the texture within your soul; the love written on the canvas of the heart. True love, enduring like a thousand shields. In the thicket of life, when your worth is in the thick of it. Valiant love, holds your heart, captures your gaze, endows your confidence. So that, in the midst of your fiercest battles, noble-minded love, doesn’t cower; distinguishably, stands valiantly!

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Wednesday Proverb; Abandoned Thoughts!

I can’t, leave that rhetorical phrase, at the side of the proverbial road. The journey your heart’s on, doesn’t need that kind of loaded baggage. When, every other thought has a subtle chuckle, joy gives the heart permission to chuck negative beliefs, out the window of the soul. Systematic chains, keeps the heart in bondage, abandons your worth in a deprived, reality. Feeling not good enough, abandon those kinds of flawed thinking, ditched them in the deepest crevices of your peripheral. And when, your mind’s racing, trying to be there to pick up pieces of your heart; gather your thoughts, be still and know, deep love builds up a broken heart. And if, you ever feel not worthy of love, renounce that thought, burn it up in love’s eternal flame. Let your soul, listen to every heartbeat, the breadth that it holds, makes the love within your story, not yet told. Deserted thoughts, with no return address, will never find its way back to the heart. Insecure thoughts left stranded, in your lowest valley. Will never fathom the moment, your soul has reached the pinnacle. The place where your heart’s journey, finds how abandoning misleading thoughts, lets the soul discover, love’s wholistic essence!

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