Je suis si enthousiasme pour la future ! J’aime ce monde, avec ses surprises, ses hommes. Et le plus beau parte ? Les plus bonnes choses sont dans la vie prochaine !
Ziceri mai intense
Essai: La vérité
Comment est-il, la vérité? Il est puissant est précis.
Ils viennent avec des douleur, et il est présent dans les détails.
Il est, vraiment (comment, d’autres?), douloureux.
Il est beau.
Poem: Who knows? – by Olivian Breda?
There’s a song (Il Divo – Quizás, Quizás, Quizás (Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps)).
Poem: Acorns – by Olivian Breda
(write an article based on a word)
Acorns are close to squirrels,
Chip and Dale from my childhood,
Intense joy!
Happiness-much!
Enjoyable-much!
No-worries-times!
Poem: The most difficult ability – forgiveness – by Olivian Breda
Most emotions are easy:
It’s easy to love,
Easy to hate,
Easy to despise,
Easy to admire,
Easy to be left in wonder.
Not forgiveness.
That’s something else.
Poem: Top people – by Olivian Breda
Sometimes, I meet top people,
People who mean a lot to me,
People which, in one way or another,
Manage to break their own habits,
To be the people that they could have been.
Poem: „I want the impossible!” – by Olivian Breda
I have a lack of self-confidence in me,
A lack of self-love,
A lack of being a part of the world,
A lack of meaning something,
Which makes me have a distorted view on reality.
Poem: „Refueling the wheels” – by Olivian Breda
Even I might know
That you can’t refuel the wheels,
As wheels don’t run on fuel.
What’s this poem about?
Is it about refueling a plane during flight
And about changing the wheels during driving?
Yes, it’s about this, and mostly about what this blog is about:
Having a typical life, working, living, doing things,
And on the same time posting on this blog some things which are so tough,
That they feel that I’m doing something extreme.