Uncategorized, Love, poetry, Freedom, human, myth

In the Middle of New York

As a kid she lived in a small town trusted everyone she was the sweetest, as an adult she moved to New York she still trusted everyone.

She was an adult yet still saw the world as she did when she was when she was a kid.

A young adult in New York that is a killer if your not strong enough, she could be the toughest but I mean strong inside. 

Time pass she met someone that was so beautiful blonde hair, blue eyes, and the sweetest woman in New York.

That woman had a husband but everything changed for her when she met that young lady from a small town.

They fell inlove, the small town young lady saw nothing wrong with what they were doing, the woman saw it as wrong while she was married.

The young lady would find simple solutions for everything yet we all know nothing is simple in life. 

Everything was harder for the woman she had met and everything was simple for her while she was a free flying bird in the middle of New York.

The woman broke her heart and the young lady didn’t understand what was happening, her heart ache.

To make the ache go away she turn to one thing common in a city, liquor that worked for about to two weeks, after a while she felt nothing with liquor, she still ache.

She needed something stronger than that she turned to medication poison, that killed all the feeling she had not just the heart ache but even her soul.

When the woman came back to her she was no longer a free flying bird in the middle of New York, now she was a flying bird in middle of paradise.

to this day the woman tells the young lady story, “She was a small town young lady who saw the world as a kid, and trusted everyone.

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He’s The Fool?

He asked, “Is this you falling in love?”

He looks at me as if he wants the answer to be yes, and I look back as if the answer was yes.

At the same time feeling guilty in  a way  because I am not in love. I am unable to feel much. 

I want to scream and shout that I am not the same person that I was when I was young and stupid.

The many times that I was asked the same question and I gave the same answer the same look, but I feel nothing. 

Happens over and over and  to stop I would say that is impossible. 

He say he loves me, I actually believe him because I know he might be telling the truth.

 I yet to take chances I was a fool once and will never make that mistake, see everyone has been fooled more than once I will not. 

I will allow him to be a fool, I was already fooled once and he doesn’t know that I will never love like the first time.

As I lay in his bed, he looks at me with a smile on his face, his hand with mine and says the most beautiful things to me.

I on the other hand look at him with a smile on my face pretending as if I am listening.

I am just thinking to myself why does he look like he is talking to an angel?

I cannot find myself to answer, and as he falls into a deep sleep, I stay up and take a deep breathe and go over the reasons I’m with him.

Many go through my head and the most reasonable answer I come up with is that he is an angel’ 



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The Breadwinner

“My name is Sulayman, My mother is a writer, my father is a teacher and my sisters always fight eachother. One day I found a toy on the street. I picked it up. It exploded. I don’t remember what happened after that because it was the end.” -The Breadwinner

The breadwinner will steal your heart once you watch it, at the top I quoted a part from the movie. In this particle phase the translation is; a boy explaining his story, the toy is a bomb, once he picked it up it exploded. He doesn’t remember what happened after that because his village and him were killed in the bombing. At the start of the story you have a boy and a village crying because the village didn’t have seeds to be happy. The way that I translated this and don’t quote me because I may not be right, is that the seeds symbolizes both beginning and end, life and death, and the difference between nothing and everything. There are monsters changing Sulayman as he goes through his journey. Sulayman feels the need of going in the adventure to see his village happy again because he feels guilty. Base on the Elephant Story part we can understand that sulayman is only a kid, he describes the bomb to be a toy rather than what it is, and he still doesn’t understand what happened. In the story Sulayman wants to go to the Elephant Mountain for the seeds. On his way to the mountain he meets an old, wise, magical woman that tells him what he needs to defect the evil elephant. The elephant is scared so the starts to attack Sulayman. He uses all the things that the old woman had told him he needed but at the end the elephant was still evil until, Parvana tells Sulayman to tell the elephant his story. Which is the one in the quote up top. There is way more to the story but I rather you watch it and come up with you own translation. I would give it a 10 out of 10 no doubt.’



It is said that soulmates was started long time ago when couples that were so inlove promise eachother that once they die they we’ll meet again. That many years have passed and as they live day by day they have forgotten they would meet again. That when they are at steps of meeting and everything around them stops but that sometimes they are to distracted to even notice. So they have to wait longer and longer. The couple will live throughout their life feeling the missing piece until they meet again. Soulmate? What does it mean? Some may see it unreal and some may believe in the fact everyone has one. What ever people may believe we all know we are all looking for one. So many people what are the chances you’ll meet yours in this lifetime? Is yours even still alive? Will we even be able to tell when we are right next to them? Too many questions and no answers, now I am just make you think a bit more rather than making that part of your life easier. But now you are just not using your brain anymore cause life isn’t supposed to be easily. But wait, who said that it wasn’t suppose to be easy? Or is it just that we make it harder than it is? Well one thing might be for sure you haven’t found your soulmate yet. Good luck to you my friend.’

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The Body of Greta

As deep as the ocean, so unknown, yet we could only imagine the first time I ever seen her was the most Dearing time. The day had just started as any other my alarm next to my bed had just played my favorite song Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran, believe me my love for Ed sheeran is that big that it could awake me up every morning. I got out of bed thinking and saying pretty much the same thing, “My life in three words”?  Brush my teeth, pants, shoes, shirt, and keys. Run to the car because of course I am always running late, in my favor some researcher say that people who are running late are most successful so if I’m lucky then, yay! During my lunch break I for some reason went to buy Bubble Tea in my city, I got there during the rush so it was fair to say the word pack. I was stand in line behind the I guess 10th person, just on my phone you what most people do scroll up and down in their Facebook, Instagram, and twitter looking at literally nothing. The line seemed to not be moving and well I was getting tired of waiting but I have waited this long to leaving single handed. Then out of nowhere this soft most gentle voice “It’ll be worth the wait”.  I turned around to see a dark brown haired, hazed eyes, lips so defined, hourglass body shaped,  lady behind me I could swear I kept my mouth open as I looked at her for a minute but I rather not remember embarrassing myself, I could barley speak and finally words had escaped my lips “Oh gosh yes, I hope so I have wanted this for days” ya I know I couldn’t believe that was the best thing I could come up with. Well could I be blamed, 90% of that time I was staring into her eyes and lips as she spoke. Her name, Greta even the name was such a beauty and I believe I had more to discover from her ever inch. We had a rather long conversation in the time being, I didn’t even worried about getting back in time, work? Forget it there are more jobs a lady like this no other. I asked for her number at the end and later that week I asked Greta on a date, she toke my offer. Since that day I been lucky, the times she wears high heels and walks like a model, she walks like she owns every place she walks into, months went by the night I toke Greta dancing and had my hands around her hourglass body and I had dived so many time into the ocean to know every inch so I thought but every day there is something new about Greta and I enjoy discovering it. Greta’s body is something, Greta’s soul is something else, Greta’s voice is a killer, and I love every inch of Greta’s body.’

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The Thought

Since I was a fetus the belly I most have known that I was going to be attach to you forever. I don’t remember well see I was just a fetus, no one even had an idea of if I was going to be a male or female, be since that second you found out you loved me. I have been growing and growing through out the years and you have been there in all my birthdays, all the aches, all the I love you, all the I hate you. All the rude things that I may have said, all the beautiful things that I have said, through out the years I have thought about getting my own place, kids, college, friends, lovers, live but I have never put a lot of thought to Death, the thought of losing someone a love one and mostly in ever losing you. Mother I will not bare to lose you I can’t and I won’t, I have been a part of you since the first day. The thought that I rather not ever bring it up is because I don’t want to believe that it’s a part of life, why will we have to deal with it eventually? I do not want to get to the point of go in my friends mothers’ funeral and being scared to death of when your time is up. As long as you are in this earth with us I will not have that thought brought up, and will not let a frown be will you, only always happiness. I will for always be your baby, your little one and all your little ones will love you.’

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It’s a feeling that sometimes is hard to explain, understand and live with. Sometimes it is so unreal it seems fictional and sometimes so real as if you could see it. Many of us have felt it, many have ignored it, many have acted on it. People all over the world may say love and trust go hand by hand, I on the other hand believe in a rather different myth/thought whatever you may choose to call it. See throughout many years ago there has been many stories of love, I enjoy reading some, listening about some even as you can tell writing about some and know that I love this story. Orpheus and Eurydice a tragic love story it is said in many tells that these two were so inlove that the whole village would talk among themselves and would say things like they are so cute together so inlove too bad that it won’t last. Sounds like a horrible thing to say from people, truth is that the Greeks believe that no one on earth could be happy all the time without something bad happening and soon to be true that wasn’t a myth. Eurydice was killed, how? That is a different same story that I will not get into feel free to read all about it, I’ll upload the whole story later. Now here is my point; Orpheus the son of Apollo who played beautiful music through his heart, his talent it could touch anyone. When he found out that Eurydice was killed he was so crushed, upset that he went to the underworld looking to get her back. He played his heart through Death, the three headed dog, Hades Queen, and Hades. The only thing that Hades asked of Orpheus to get Eurydice back was that Orpheus would walk out the underground world reaching the top where the light would hit them with Eurydice following him, but he was not allowed to look back. Simple right? Well Eurydice was dead, she was a soul you couldn’t hear her, Orpheus couldn’t hear her steps as he was walking out the underworld, at the end just a few steps from reaching the light, he looked back. Eurydice was pulled back down to Hades and never seen again by Orpheus, this story might just have been a myth all along but I believe if this were to happen to me or any other human we would have done just the same we would have looked back. Orpheus did not trust Hades word, and that Eurydice was following him, their love could have been the strongest but Orpheus distrust was way greater and powerful in this case. Love is a strong feeling, but having trust is impossible if we can’t even trust ourselves to do the right thing sometimes.’