A man walked into my life and left me without words and energies, but full of feelings and passion, that's why I haven't been inspired to write much lately.
I feel exactly like that: "a poem left dumb in the presence of beauty".
A man walked into my life and left me without words and energies, but full of feelings and passion, that's why I haven't been inspired to write much lately.
I feel exactly like that: "a poem left dumb in the presence of beauty".
It is one of my great struggles, trying to write when everything is swell. I don't like to brag, I realize not everybody wants to hear how happy I am and how wonderful life is, so I sit silenced by my own good fortunes😕
Well you shouldn't sit silenced-
Write about happiness when you have it, my dear. It is the happy memory you will need when life is not going swell later.
You write the sad stuff so that you can feel fortunate in the good times.
You write the happy stuff so that you can feel hope that things can change in the sad times.
You shouldn't let your viewership stop you from expressing happiness Eli - That's just fucking stupid, brother.
You are the way you are. Life is made by phasis, something wild, sometimes, happy, sometimes lunatic. Accept and you don't need to show or describe any single one. Share what you feel people would appreciate and what would make you feel good to remember.