Love At the End of Dusk
What a Beautiful Memories
Today even 25 years ago, my father and mother left me alone in this mortal world. I opened the old photo album as a memory left between me, father and mother. The car accident that took the lives of my parents left me with deep wounds. But God gave me a strong and strong heart so that I could endure this suffering. While my brother the only one who participated in the accident was lost without a trace. To this day, his body has never been found.
To remember those who have left this world, I etched pen ink on this blank white paper,
"Brother of death came without giving a message....
Then go away leaving only sorrow and tears...
The mortal dragon also disappeared buried in the ground...
Some were burned to ashes in cremation...
Where the brother of death brings fragile souls....
Not once has a soul returned and told this end of life...
Closing his eyes and never opening again...
Life in this world is only a moment...
I don't care about heaven and hell...
Now is my time...
And if this time runs out there is another time that may have been reserved for me...
The mosaic of life has been assembled in such a way but have I painted it in such a beautiful color...
I don't care about heaven and hell...
For me, it is my time to be happy...
Happy with you, with him, with them...
Even if we don't know each other...
Their word love is the glue of happiness knowing no difference...
Love destroys pride and arrogance...
Love brings a sincere smile...
Love is stronger than brother of death...
When the brother of death destroys the body...
Love will never die and perish...
He is eternal and forever will be...
:-|
Man comes and goes.stop for a moment and then move again.some memorable there is without memory.some who scratches the wounds of someone who carves love.but all will be lost nothing eternal...look at everything that goes by sometimes without meaning...
Only He is the Giver and the Empy... Eternal forever.
I read over and over again these ink scratches. Makes me feel alive. After last night having a good conversation with Father Paul, today I will meet him. To make a deal and a commitment. A lifetime commitment. Maybe we don't love each other right now, just fulfilling a responsibility. If God wants me, I can only move.
The darkness is present because there is no light there and the evil exists because there is no truth there.
But that love can be anywhere even when the hate that appears love is there.
He who never asks but does. Giving without receiving. Loving a lack is not an advantage. Protecting even the weak. Lead in a good direction with patience. Motivate in the slump. He is present not only when lips laugh but when tears cry too.
These words sound perfect. And how perfect life would be if every person did it in his life. But not everything perfect and beautiful happens in this world.
I looked at my phone for a moment, 5 seconds and then I pressed the number I wanted to call right now. Mobile phone rings active sign. But there's no answer. I put it back in the bag of the pants I was wearing.
I don't know why my brain is so full of inspiration today. I re-scratched the pen's black ink on my diary.
"I will not rain when the heat stings my body because a smile has cooled it for me..
No kunanti warm sun when the rain wrench heart wrenching a runaway.because your laughter warms the mood of the heart...
Let the seasons change according to the rules of nature...
Do not force rain to fall in the summer or demand the heat of the sun in the rainy season...
A compulsion will only bring chaos and complexity....
And if that happens then don't expect it to come back the way it was...
Something that has changed will never be the same..
Maybe it will look the same but something is different..
Let me find my lost soul with your love.
When our desires are fused together with our hearts and dreams?
Since the rainbow disappeared after the rain no longer brightens your world and mine.
The trail tonight wants me to take it in a finger grip.
However, our view of the heart is blocked by the fog of the ego self.
And your move is to choose for yourself.
Without turning to look at your love that you put in my heart.
Which love do you now bring?
Because your old love is still locked in the fragile chambers of your heart.
Close your eyes to remember the most beautiful memories that are beautifully framed in memory.
There is no end to closing a love story indefinitely.
Even though time has ended it only through mute speech between us.
For a moment I was silent. Then my phone rang. Turns out he called me back.
" Hello." I replied.
" Hello, Miss Aurora. The Young Master told her that Miss was asked to come to her house this afternoon. Young Master is waiting for you there " said the caller from across.
"Where does he know that I want to meet that person? ask me to myself.
" Okay sir." I finally answered.
And now I have to prepare myself for this meeting. Meeting for the future.
