Beauty that comes from inside never wilts.
It is the beauty of mind, character, deeds etc.
This kind of beauty is in short supply these days.
It is not how you look that makes you beautiful.
It is how you carry yourself around.
Looks fade, eyes grow pale, skin wrinkles, butts shrink, voice slurs
And knees shake but the heart that is true to itself never fades.
It is impossible for a man
To fall in love without showing
Signs of intoxication.
Because in woman man finds wine.
But in man, woman finds
Different, hard like a shield.
Intoxication has no place in a
Woman’s heart so when a woman
In love appears intoxicated it is
A play meant to mimic man to sustain
His attention. Woman is rational.
Those who have love in abundance do not normally base their love on reason. They love almost spontaneously because they derive some happiness or fulfilment from pouring their hearts out to others. The most impotent and fruitless form of love so far is selflove. It is without friction, as a result it’s like cold ashes and produces no flames. By self love I mean seeing and being concerned with only oneself in the universe.
How long will you
Continue in that direction?
Is that what you want?
Is your soul happy with that?
I’m available if you want
To talk. You can be with me.
Remember, I was the one
Who said “come to me.”
I meant it when I said it.
The heart is an ocean
And we are all free divers.
Some plunge deeper.
Others go shallow.
She plunged deepest.
She knows him more than
He knows himself.
Volitive selflessness, I think that’s the definition of love. I may be wrong. But considering that most people are born narcissists, to love another person then requires a detachment from oneself. It involves a lot of effort on both parts. To be completely detached from oneself and to be attached to another human, then, is the goal of love, consequence notwithstanding. When two people decide to truly love each other their universe appears bigger, their experience of life lasts longer, their pain is less severe because it’s shared and most importantly their joy is frequent because there are multiple sources. This is possible only when two souls are sharing a single ‘self.’
I’m imperfect and exact.
I have no idealism within me, only raw
Passion – wild and lively and a little crazy.
I talk when excited or agitated.
But most of the time I’m quiet.
I know what I want and that is you.
I still have the list of things I like about you.
I know winning your trust will not be easy.
But I hope you don’t misunderstand me.
Imperfect love, that I can give you.
Artwork by hiriell
Out of weakness, comes strength.
Out of ignorance, comes wisdom.
Out of evil, comes good.
Out of pain and sorrow, comes joy.
Out of darkness, comes light.
Out of penury, comes wealth.
Out of servitude, comes utmost freedom.
Out of hostility, comes friendship.
Out of the old, comes the new.
Learn to love that which you hate.