Dlaczego nie warto wspominać przeszłości i marzyć o przyszłości? Nic nie może zepsuć twojego samopoczucia bez twojej zgody. Odpuść i nie daj się złym emocjom. Mój taniec życia i śmierci. Energia ziemi i energia kosmosu. Prosta i skuteczna metoda na oczyszczanie czakr. Dzięki Mapie Skarbów przyciągniesz swoje marzenia.

Experimental in a workshop with Inua Ellams. In the Light of God. And heartfelt springs as the touch. Of dawn on the windowsill. That traveller sits, speaks. In hushed ash-tones that drip. The ashtray of that open door. Itchy, scratchy flea bites. Rancid odours, rhapsody of the sand. Hardly a moment passes by.

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Bless me with pain, I want to feel alive. Bless me with tears, I need to cry out. Bless me with love, I want to shine. Bless me to pray, to push this void. Bless me to beat despair, to breathe in. Bless me to write, to live once again. Bless me a fresh start, to wake up my. Please bless me with pain, I want to live. Words are out of my grip. My fingers have stopped writing. The struggle I had to do, to write such less words, was very hard on me.

And keep reminding, because reminding benefits the believers. The tougher the lesson the bigger the blessing. Iv endured pain in my life and even the shortest of journeys seemed like a lifetime. What have I learnt from it? Patience. He waits and when He knows the time is right He answers. Indeed my Gift is a blessing.

There used to be one god. How arduous to speak it. It can even turn back time. Breaking of bondage from belief. It is praying with palms joined. And praying with open palms. And being happy with it.

Workings of a confused mind. Workings of a confused mind. Workings of a confused mind. Workings of a confused mind. Some battles they say are meant to be fought alone. Some distances are supposed to be maintained and some ties are meant to be severed.

Love, Lust , Butterflies. Looks like we made it. 14 HAPPY GO LUCKY IN LOVE. But I just asked the clock to move slowly, such quality time. Although, I loved it , naah the assignments. I just hated math and was relieved. Oops! He hugged again and again. I loved it but I was forced to move him away being cautious of the surroundings. Excuse me, What? I never proposed you , still.

And so being young and dipped in folly, I fell in love with melancholy. First Exhale Of My Life. Originally posted on Dreamer Meets World. Oh, this tension between our reality and dreams,.