suleyman adlı kullanıcının alanı

Ben acılar denizinde boğulmuşum
İşitmem vapur düdüklerini, martı çığlıklarını
Dalgalar her gün bir başka kıyıya atar beni
Duyarım yosunların benim için ağladıklarını

Ölüyüm çoktan, bir baksana gözlerime
Gör, içindeki o kanlı cam kırıklarını
Bu ne karanlık, bu ne zindan gece böyle
Bütün gemiler söndürmüş ışıklarını

Ben acılar denizi olmuşum, yaklaşma
Sularım tuzlu, sularım zehir zemberek
Baksana;herkes içime dökmüş artıklarını

Bu karanlık bitse artık, bir ay doğsa
Bir deli rüzgar çıksa; alıp götürse
Yılların içimde bıraktıklarını…

Durante a era glacial, muitos animais morriam por causa do frio.
Os porcos-espinhos, percebendo a situação,

Resolveram se juntar em grupos, assim se agasalhariam
e se protegeriam mutuamente; mas, os espinhos de cada
um feriam os companheiros mais próximos,

Justamente os que ofereciam maior calor.
Por isso decidiram afastar-se uns dos outros
e voltaram a morrer congelados.

Então precisaram fazer uma escolha:
ou desapareceriam da Terra ou aceitavam
os espinhos dos companheiros.
Com sabedoria, decidiram voltar a ficar juntos.

Aprenderam assim a conviver
com as pequenas feridas que a relação
com uma pessoa muito próxima podia causar,
já que o mais importante era o calor do outro.
E assim sobreviveram!

Moral da História:
O melhor relacionamento não é aquele que une pessoas perfeitas, mas aquele onde cada um aprende a conviver com os defeitos do outro e consegue admirar suas qualidades.

BOM FINAL DE SEMANA!!!!   nice weekend!!!

 

¡¡¡HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

 

Muchisimas gracias por tus tiernas y dulces visitas...

Te envio miles de besitos

Tu siempre amiga

 

♥LUCECITA♥

 

Linck de mi Spaces:

Life has colors that we sometimes don’t notice,
sounds we don’t always hear,
flavors we don’t always try,
traps that we set for ourselves,
and paths, many paths
that we have not yet taken.

We lack time to appreciate the details.
Yet we let time, our precious time,
seep through our fingers.

Children who grow up and we do not realize,
love that crumbles
and falls into an overwhelming routine,
and yet we do not realize.

We’re aging and giving up our dreams,
going through life complaining;
a year begins and before we see it
it’s already over without ever having been lived.

Our prayers are litanies repeated
empty expressions of our disappointment;
meanwhile God on the distant throne,
leaves us wandering on Earth …

No one has more time for life,
only for the pressing engagements of our agony.
Driven by consumerism,
we are overwhelmed by debt, the price of living.

In the daily fight for survival we have no time:
no time for poetry, flowers, siting on the floor,
walking barefoot, eating with our hands,
dating in the plaza, walking aimlessly –
having a true communion with God

We are fleeing the crucial encounter
between ourselves and our dreams,
between what we want and what we don’t have,
between what we imagine and what is.
And thus the question is begged:
where are we going?

I wish for you to run towards happiness,
to discover that life is a gift with no equal,
which God offers to someone special
who feels the breeze of morning inviting us
towards a life that opens into a flower
offering you much peace and much love.

allah seni de korusun

God Bless You

Deus abençõe Voçês

                     
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