Random…

Some incomplete moments…

Some unsaid words…

Tugging at my heart…

Take me there again..

Take me all the way..

I will act this time..

I will speak this time..

I will free myself this time…

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Tough Freedom..

Its a duel going on…

A duel of right and wrong…

changing the perceptions on which..

our moral compass was based upon…

is love like the Bermuda triangle..

where everything goes haywire..

no rules apply here…

no laws bind here..

does such a place exist…

where we are free..

to love everyone and anyone we like..

anyone who resonates with some part within us..

can such place be created..

do we humans have the strength and courage required..

to create and maintain such a place..

It is a difficult question to ask and answer…

Answer ourselves honestly..

Do I have the courage to live in such a place…

 

What I need from you…

Give me your undivided time and attention…
I don’t need rubies and rings and expensive gifts….
I want something uniquely yours….
To create memories which will only be “ours”….

Give me your unconditional love…
I don’t need assurances and promises..
I want you as my rock, my anchor..
Where I will be Sound, Safe and Secure….

Give me your trust and belief…
I won’t ask for anything more…
Just your unshakable faith in me…
So I can face this life with courage 

and hope for a better tomorrow….

Change…

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Something unknown knocks the door…
And I am reluctant to go…
My fear of the unknown and unseen…
paralyzing the body and mind…
Someone holds my hand..
And takes me ahead..
I let myself take a leap of faith..
And open the door…
To welcome the one thing constant in life…

CHANGE…

On This Day (12 months ago Reblog).

42 Days Younger than Kylie

Words of comfort
Posted on July 9, 2013 by wbdeejay

Read this morning on a FB feed story, it connected with me:
“Sometimes we all need to be told that everything is going to be okay, don’t we?”

And I thought I don’t hear that much. Then I thought, I try to tell myself that, but I don’t think I’m very good at really listening to myself. (and *that* is a *big* realisation).

So if it comes from other people, that is good. But I’m not very good at opening up and letting people know me well enough to be telling me that.

And maybe I am so good at “coping” and “getting by” through the tough times that I barely acknowledge to myself that I would benefit from comfort or help, let alone permit others to be aware of my needs.

I think it would be good to receive…

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