Adaptation

We are suppose to get some level of adaptation
to new and recurrent situations
but I have the feeling I have a rejection
for these kinds of persuasions

How long it takes to adapt your being
to a new environment?
How long it takes to connect your feeling
to a different torment?

appreciation

appreciation

We always look out for more,
forgetting what we already have,
we do not appreciate all the blessings.

But then life can put us in front of less lucky people
people in need, wishing to have even a little of what we have
this can open our eyes,
this can make us appreciate what we have.

Being grateful for what is given to us.
it doesn't matters if we work hard or it is a freebie,
it the base for building our future
So appreciate and thank for it

Forgotten Motto:"do not let people leave your life without being better and happier"

Forgotten Motto
Not so long time ago my Motto was "do not let people leave your life without being better and happier".
I completely forgot this beautiful idea,
this amazing life idea of sharing your skills and knowledge,
next to your funniness, in order to help others.
I hope I am not going to forget again,
if i do please remind me.

just your warmness

just your warmness
your kind and smart words are a plus
your silky hair is a gift
your soft skin is the paradise
it is enough with your warmness

Just the feeling of your set internal heat
you body next to mine,
my coldness vanishing over your warm feelings
I just need that tender moment
of energy being transfer from body to body

Once you were my everything

I remember when seeing you was the only driven force to wake up
the idea of hugging you in the afternoon was the only reason to keep going
I remember how I put you as the number one in my list,
how I raise you to the king position.
Once you were my everything.

It makes me sad to remember how I out all my energy on you,
all my hopes, all my thoughts, all my energy.

All is gone now, now you are not any more my everything.

what do I believe?

what do I believe?
all the knowledge that i have been accumulating,
all the history i memorized
i do not really believe that.
I just trust my eyes, and in a lower level
I trust my heart, I trust my energy.

you will find him

it doesn't matter how ugly you think you are
in the deepest of you mind you know you are beautiful
you know that somebody will discover this beauty, some day...
it doesn't matter how mess up do you think you are,
somebody will adore your craziness,
and he will worship it.
it doesn't matter how many time you tried
you know you will give up for a while
but you are ready to present weapons again.
it doesn't matter if you think that you are alone
because you know it is only an illusion
you have as, you can feel you friends around.