I’m a thinker,
Yes, I think hard.
Deep thoughts analyzing extremities.
Mysteries flashing right before me.
No origination, no destination.
No home for the thoughts,
but a place to be created;
To be transformed into an existence.
I’m a thinker.
Placed in a world of thoughts.
Creating a home for thoughts.
Where there’s no home.
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Hello lovely people, here is another one of my favorite blog posts written last year January. Have fun while reading, it’s all about love and it’s Friday a good day to immerse yourself in the atmosphere of love…
Enjoy!!!
Have you experienced times when you look at someone close to your heart and smile for no reason? What do you think that signifies? I think it’s joy… Contentment… Fulfillment…
I was nothing
Broken to a fault
Darkness overshadowed my heart
I sleep with worry close to me
I wake up surrounded by fear
It’s not like that anymore
Since you walked into my life
Took away the blanket of darkness
Spread over my life with sunshine
The yellow light showing joyfully
Smiling at me
Reminding me that it’s just the break of a new dawn
The sunset of a new love.
Fall in love with someone
who wants you, who waits for you.
Who understands you even in the
madness; someone who helps you,
and guides you. Someone who is
your support, your hope.
Fall in love with someone who talks
with you after a fight.
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When a man approaches a woman, her first thought is “what does he want?”
When the man opens his mouth to talk to the woman, his thoughts are “I hope she likes me, I don’t think she will turn me down.”
He speaks nicely to her and then she says to herself “I hope he’s single.”
The irony of life is dissapointment flies around unashamedly.
After so much time hanging out, the woman starts to suspect and says to herself “I think he’s married.”
So what do you do next?
It’s left for you to decide…I’ve always had one principle “never date a married man,” He’s not worth your time.
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Weaving golden baskets tirelessly
Life interlacing ribbons of crop
Body craving for release
My heart groaning to go back home
Pinnacles of thoughts tiptoeing
Searching for settlement
Love tickling in my heart.
I didn’t get much sleep last night, I was on the phone almost all night with my husband gossiping about everything and making plans for our forthcoming trips. I’m away from home at the moment on a working trip, nevertheless, I’m glad I have the opportunity of writing, although my posting time on WordPress blog has been a little bit disrupted due to work schedule.
My work trip is for about two months, which means I have three weeks left, I miss my husband deeply even though I get to go home some weekends and back to work. It hasn’t been easy working far away from home…..
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