Every soul misses someone…

 

Here i am…

Sometimes i feel like lifted up,
Sometimes is feel like climbing down.
Sometimes are tears around that make me cry…
Sometimes my soul is opened wide…

Perhaps it’s me…
Perhaps it’s you…
Perhaps my eyes are seeing through
The pain, the smiles, the people’s eyes…
Within the souls that often hides
More mystery
Not shown,
Not told,
Not cried…

The tears that always make me cry
Will be the ones that wets your eyes…
And don’t fall down,
And stays inside.
This means your sorrow is much old…
And I …
I did not see it !
I did not felt it !
I let IT be !

This why…
Your tears mean more to me,
And twice as much they make me cry.

Sometimes i feel like climbing down…
And think a bit…
And look around…
To see the tears in future’s guess.
Not shown !
Not told !
Not cried !

Yet…
Here i am!

( 19. 07. 2011, „Here i am…” by Georgiana )

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Orice zi are un sfarsit, orice noapte aduce un inceput…

Laid Back -Happy Dreamer

  Toti simtim nevoia de  timp petrecut cu noi insine, toti visam sa avem timp pentru noi…
Cand se intampla asta?! Cand hotarim ca e momentul nostru?
Daca masori timpul in lumina si in intuneric, nu esti deloc strain de lume… tot ca si tine- eu si inca cineva, plus alti necunoscuti :), impartasim aceeasi neputinta de a tine timpul pe loc, cat sa ai timp sa iesi din cadru, sa privesti o leaca de sus, sa apuci sa zambesti  o data in plus, sa tragi aer in piept si sa revii on set, stiind ca ai  memorat amintirea momentului bine! Ar fi ideal daca s-ar putea intampla asta…Nu!?
Cel mai adesea insa, uitam si in ce zi suntem, uitam ce am promis, uitam sa visam…uitam sa daruim…uitam sa multumim, uitam sa aruncam zambete si sa privim oamenii in ochii, sa intcercam sa intelegem ce se schimba in ei…uitam de noi. E normal, in cele din urma, sa uitam si …de toti .
Oamenii incep sa rada, doar, daca vad pe altcineva razand…oamenii daruiesc, doar, daca vad pe altul daruind. Incetam sa facem gesturi simple pentru ca nu le mai dam importanta nici in  ochiii nostri.
Daca un copil ne priveste trist, ii spunem ca viata de om mare e mai grea si-l lasam sa invete singur asta, lasand  framantarile si intrebarile lui fara raspuns pentru cand „o sa am putin timp, maine” .
Se poate intelege, oare, gresit un lucru simplu? Acela ca: nu timpul decide, ci noi!!  Seful are angajatii cu „spirit de echipa”, „echipa” ne poarta eticheta…se ma bucura cineva ca lucreaza cu OAMENI sau chiar PENTRU OAMENI ?
Poate ca da…eu astept, inca, sa aud pe cineva spunand asta si sa-l cred cand o spune.

Ps: orice zi are un sfarsit…Nu asteptati sfarsitul ei pentru a va pune intrebarea: „ce am facut pentru mine azi?” sau „ce am lasat in urma?” ; „am zambit azi?”, „am daruit?”, „am ascultat?”, „am vazut?” … Daca nu ai facut asta AZI, atunci NOAPTEA aduce un inceput 🙂

By RiverbedStory G

Two hearts (living in just one mind) inspired senario

 Love can reach you no matter how far you are? True, if you ask me.
What happens if you feel you love someone because you think she or he shares your way of thinking or the way your mind works. Things „we have in common” are enough to call it love? Or is it more of a chance for friendship?
Maybe it can be both…
How many things in common can two „hearts”, two persons have ? And when all that common things are over, what will keep them together ? Perhaps the time they spent together and all the precious memories , perhaps the thought of  loosing something you had and that you don’t like sharing with anybody now…or is it the way you feel about that person?
Maybe all of those from above…
For me it all starts with the way you fell about that someone. Love is energy! You can not create love with your mind. You either feel it and is there, or you don’t feel. Reality and fantasy are two diffrent things!
If you expect to gain something, something to change you, to discover more of you, put your heart into it! Your mind is used for diffrent amazing things, but it won’t make you feel alive, just useful.
There is a saying i like: „the courage of the heart is greater than the power of the mind”. It takes courage to feel and believe in what you feel.
It means taking risks, but it will also mean growing inside and finding out you can TRUST YOURSELF or in other words it means TRUSTING YOUR FEELING.
What is a person without feelings? I think it is a person without confidence and inner trust. And also with a mind with no power over the courage of others.
Living is believing!

Ps: what do you believe in? What do you feel about this? Please feel free to share your opinion…

Iubirea se masoara in vorbe, in fapte sau…in timp !?

 Ni se intampla de mici sa auzim vorbe menite sa sustina existenta iubirii; vorbe dulci, spuse cu tonul vocii cald, cuvinte ce faceau adesea sa rosim, numai la gandul ca imediat dupa aceea urma sa fim mustruluiti si smotociti, pana nu mai aveam aer…sau pupati din cap pana-n picioare. Imi aduc si acum aminte: ”ma, cat iubesc eu nasucul asta mic!”, „ma, cat iubesc eu urechiusele astea dulci!”…”piciorusele astea drepte”, „burtica asta grasa”…”ma, cat iubesc eu puiul meu de om!”. Normal ca eram mici si nu ne gandeam la sensul lui „a iubi” atunci, insa simteam ca totul ni se adreseaza noua si  ca suntem un motiv de bucurie si deveneam bucurosi la randul nostru. IBIREA e ENERGIE! Iar energia se simte, se transmite.
Pe masura ce cresteam si ne inaltam mai usor privirea spre oamenii mari, dorindu-ne din ce in ce mai mult sa devenim ca ei: faptele deveneau emblematice. Mai putine vorbe, mai multe fapte !Nu asa se spune?! Parca, da. Pentru ca oamenii mari trebuie sa demonstreze ca pot face, ca pot construi ceva, ca nu mai pierd timpul „jucanduse”. Orice promisiune, vorba spusa sau cuvant dat devenea astfel o instigare la fapte. Faptele dadeau putere cuvantului, iar respectul persoanei era cel de „mare om”. In acest context nou, iubirea cerea sacrificii. Nu o data am auzit barbati spunand iubitei sau sotiei, vorbe precum: am muncit sa-ti fac casa, sa nu aiba nimeni ce ai tu, sa fii respectata, am facut totul pentru tine! Aceasta e oare masura iubirii?
Faptele sunt importante pentru un om mare…dar iubirea…iubirea se simte!
Odata ce timpul faptelor si-a descaltat pantofii tineretii, ne ramane doar TIMPUL . Si bineinteles ramane ceea ce simtim sau ceea ce am simtit. Rememoram vorbele, revedem faptele, dar retraim prin ceea ce am simtit. Caci prin iubire se poate trai si renaste iarasi.
Asadar: iubirea se masoara in vorbe, in fapte sau in timp?!
Concluzia si totodata raspunsul meu, intuit desigur, este ca masura iubiri este data de timp. In timp ne dam seama ce am iubit si cand am fost iubiti.  In timp iti dai seama ca ceea ce te face sa vibrezi, sa te bucuri, sa traiesti, incepe cu a simti si se cheama…iubire.

When i fall in love…

The first words someone says to me are very important…

It has always been like this. I put my soul in words, i treat them and touch them with love…
I do not really know why it happens so, but i think everyone puts their thoughts into the words they speak out. I give great credit to people that act as they think and do what they tell . I don’t believe in promisses, i believe in „i give you my word”…
I try to stay true  and always do what i feel, what i say when i give my word.
Always looking up for the people’s eyes, too…Always the need for truth that i can only see it there! And we all change, and we are all diffrent…diffrent and complex, unknown and undiscovered.  The truth is that, i love this the most: i like to discover people ! I like to know them as they are! I love imperfection! I love it because it is a unique thing that only one can be shaped in. Sometimes…two of that can make it perfect. Perfect to each other .
And, sometimes you need someone to find you, to make you hole, to make you feel you have a meaning in this world being just as you are .
Sometimes you fell in love without knowing, sometimes you feel it but can not express it in the right words, sometimes you dream of perfect moment…
„When i fall in love…” i said once : it will be without knowing…And maybe it will be like hearing music to my ears!

Ps: i love the „music” you send to my heart…and hearing you made me fall in love*

Dedicateted to Eduard Catalin…

A woman’s worth…

A woman’s strenght comes from inside…
A man’s strenght comes from recognition of others…
This is why they always need confirmation of that strenght…some of them confused this with power and act stupid…act stupid wanting woman’s strenght be weaker than his. THAT IS WHY…he invented a new exterior weapon to quanker that inside strenght – the power:(

PS: they end up being confused…and then you know men cry. And cried for help much often…
LOVE comes and brings the balance back to normal…when a woman and a man feel only that strenght from inside!

5. 08. 2011 „In my thoughts…” by Georgiana