Monthly Archives: April 2016

My Dear Friend, I Miss you


Dear Friend

You are missed by many

Loved by all who had pleasure of knowing you

It seems like an eternity since we talked, laughed, cried, and hugged

Every place I go I imagine you walking with me

It’s never the same now, it’s never without you

You were always one of my best friends though sometimes I didn’t realize it

You are an angel who left us with million memories of inspiration,

Patty, your name is tattooed across my heart forever

(Dedicated to Patricia, it’s been almost five years, I miss you)


Writing about love


A friend: Why do you write so much about love?

Me: When you are in love, you want to make memorials out of moments. Collecting winks and teeth shining through smiling lips and you want to dance on paper with a colorful ink to remind yourself it was real. We all should write our love story before the waves of time washes it away.


Quote of the week


Beauty is not long hair, skinny legs, tanned skin or perfect teeth. Believe me.
Beauty is the face of who cried and now smiles, beauty is the scar on your knee since you fell when you were a kid, beauty is the circles when love doesn’t let you sleep, beauty is the expression on the face when the alarm rings in the morning, it’s the melted makeup when you have a shower, it’s the laughter when you make a joke you’re the only one who can understand, beauty is meeting his gaze and stopping understanding, beauty is your gaze when you see him, it’s when you cry for all your paranoias, beauty is the lines marked by time.
Beauty is what we feel in the inside which also shows outside us. Beauty is the marks the life leaves on us, all the kicks and the caresses the memories leave us.

Beauty is letting yourself live. -Emma Watson


The Mine


In silence there are many sounds,
like the countless days that make years go round.
Crickets singing and the soft wind blowing
all make up the silence without you knowing.
Like the trees and grass compose the deep forest,
as it takes many voices to cause a chorus.
The smallest events happening every day
affect our lives in their own special way.
For each act of love you allow one another
defines your heart and soul,it takes many grains to fill the sands of time,
make each one gold to fill the mine

It matters


Not a day goes by that I don’t feel what matters most in my heart. The people I love, my creations, my love of life and the relationship I have with myself. All of this is what I bring into relationships. I’m very selective, I experience this as honoring myself, my time and the time I share with others. I’m tender and quiet today. This is the result of my heart beating strong. Because of this it feels deeply. It was said to me today it hurts because it matters. It sure does matter!!

The Versatile Blogger Award


A while ago, Advanced Research Technology has nominated for The Versatile Blogger Awards, if you are interested in spirituality and science please visit this blog:


  • Each nominee must THANK the person who nominated them and link their blog in the post.
  • They must include the rules and add the blog award badge as an image
  • must add 7 facts about them.
  • Then nominate 15 people.


I have high self-esteem along with big and stubborn pride and ego.

People call me mysterious as no one can describe not even my own parents and best friends. And that makes me more intriguing person for some, so they become eager to find out more about me but I like to drive them crazy by my brevity quietness, not caring attitude and at the end they will end up with just irritating little hints about me. Knowing me is like counting stars in the endless sky, good luck with that!!


My favorite foods are vegetarian pizza and vegetarian spaghetti, hello calories but who cares? You only live once.


I can’t stand clingy people  you know the type the ones who follow your every step/breath and nothing less than a nuclear holocaust will stop them from following you. I adore my freedom.


Only a very small number of my friends know about this blog, let’s face it not a lot of people are interested in writing and poetry, so that’s why I chose to be selective about who among my friends will know about my blog.

I’m a pen addict I have a large collection of pens every time I visit a stationary store I literally drool in front of the pens stands and notebooks and I end up spending a lot of money. By the way, feel free to tell me what your favorite pen is or give me suggestions for new pens to try out, told you I’m an addict!!

I never let anything or anyone take the spark away from my eyes. I don’t duel much in the past I always move on fast, for me it’s just a chapter in the book. For me when it is over there is no lingering, so when I cut out someone out of my life I close the door and never look back.



I will not nominate anyone, I will leave it open to anyone reading this post.

Growing Old


Take a look at an old photo of you and think of how you’re aging all the time, drawing closer to your last breath. You can marry, have children, grandchildren–graduate, get promoted, buy houses, cars, and toys. Take vacations and build for the future. But the future comes and all you see is that old photo of you: younger, healthier, happier, more vital. The future comes and it only brings your end, and all your work and children and houses and such go on to their end, and the future you were building was only a dream, an illusion which you kept working for, drudging toward and for what? Why was all so important to you? Why did you take it all so seriously?

(My birthday is next week, and I always feel a little down during my birthdays especially this year as I’m turning 30 so I’m bit emotional )


When someone doesn’t like you


I have to admit I never cared about people opinion about or whether they like me or not. Some people can’t digest the idea that someone doesn’t like them. We can’t really take it personally when it becomes clear to us that someone dislikes us. Well, in reality, we all do sometimes take it very personally, however, our taking it personally is not really reflective of the absolute truth of the situation.

Some people are going to dislike us no matter what, without really knowing us and without having really had much contact with us at all. Some people will dislike us and they themselves will not really know why exactly! It may seem “unfair” and may annoy us, but, there it is, isn’t it? It is often not really based at all on what we may have done or what we have failed to do, but on “personal chemistry”, which comes out of ours and their past conditioning and experiences with others.

But just because someone dislikes us or just because we may dislike them that is still no reason why we both can’t love one another. Loving and liking are really two different things. It’s nice when they exist together, but they don’t really have to.