Every minute that passes grows to an eternity, when you are without me!!
But I shall wait.
For as constant as the sun I shall be, this passion burning ardently.
I shall wait the entire long night for the timing to be just right and I shall come before you once more. It is you I sincerely adore!
HAPPY Valentine’s Day
I LOVE YOU ALL.
NAMASTE
GUADY G
If only you knew what you inspired in me.
If only I could tell you….
If only it were the right time….
If only….
Love
Guady G
Yesterday was such a hectic day and things were just in disarray. Then I thought of you and poof it all went away. I started to feel good and thoughts of you changed my mood. I imagined you with all your splendor speaking gently to me with so much candor. Were it possible to place your essence in a bottle, I would. Trust me, I wish I could!
I would carry it with me day and night. I would keep it safe. I would hold it tight. I would never leave it behind for it would be one of a kind. I wouldn’t lend it or sell it on a cart.
I would keep close, close to my heart!
Today is Valentine’s Day and a day to celebrate love for others and for yourself. If no one is getting you candy or flowers then buy them for yourself. If you don’t have money then draw them for yourself. You are worth it. You are loved! You are beautiful!! Namaste.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G.
Pencil pencil pencil pen pen pen
All on my desk in my cold dark den
Pencil pen pencil pen pencil pen
What to write with with?
What to write to cover this white?
Which one will win this fight?
Paper paper paper
Shaper scraper and caper
Shall I utilize this pencil with its lead so gentle? Or the pen?
The Pen is better. It’s ink wetter.
Smoothly gliding down my paper reminiscing its last caper.
Shall I proceed divulging or gulp it down?
Must document it or else I’ll drown!
Click click click
Barrel cap nip pen tip
I prefer the pen.
The pen is long and its ink strong.
Now this page won’t be white for long!
If ever one has been blocked from writing whether it be for school or work it is best just let go. Surrender yourself to tranquility. One just never knows what may come from it. Just sit, breathe and go. Don’t think about the topic, just write, just flow and within it your topic shall me.
Namaste
Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G
As I sat by my window I heard bird chirping coming from outside. I looked out the window and saw a bird fly by. I extended my right hand and the bird flew to me. It then sang the most beautiful of songs.
I wondered why the beautiful bird sang alone. As I held the small bird in my hands I noticed it was wounded. Poor little bird was bleeding on the area below its right wing. My heart raced and I became sad. For some reason I really cared for the bird.
The bird then took flight but faithfully returned everyday and sang its melody to me. I can’t begin to tell you the elation I felt. I was invisible in the world and it all changed the moment the bird came to me. I was no longer invisible! I was special! I was loved!
But one day the bird didn’t come. I missed it so much. Where did it go? What had I done wrong? As I wondered, a thought came to mind. His wound had healed and now it did sing among the other birds. I extended my arm out the window praying it would come to me like before but the bird just flew right by. I felt pain in my chest, and put my head down and I cried.
Three days later I heard chirping coming from outside. I ran to the window and saw that my beautiful bird chirped the loudest among the others. The melody was directed towards me and I was ecstatic. With utmost excitement I extended my right hand but once again the bird didn’t fly to me. I was sad but I smiled because at that moment I realized how much he loved me too.
Sincerely
Guady G
Hugs from Brooklyn
This entry is placed in dedication to Anaya Ruiz age 11 for requesting something she could read. This story is about love and purity. Sometimes the love is there but we can’t be with those we love. Anyone have a story to share? I love to write but I also love to read.
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