Little sister!

I took the liberty of opening a new discussion thread!
I'd like to call it the stress reliever! Come here to share your poems, writings, and all your emotions. Kisses to you all! I’m going to start the thread with a little text I wrote for my little sister, whom I love so, so much! Unfortunately, today she has been placed in a foster family. I hope she will come back home very, very soon. I love you so, so much, my little Ninie!

        petite soeur!

I’m writing you a few lines on colored paper,
to take you on a journey toward happiness.
My dear little sister,
I offer you my kisses,
to soothe your restless nights.
My dear little sister,
I will follow you throughout your life,
to show you all the beautiful things here.
My dear little sister,
I will encourage you throughout your life,
in your passions and desires.
My dear little sister,
I will light up all your nights for you,
To the most beautiful paths of your life.
my darling little sister,
I will love you and pamper you
an eternity...
Yes, my dear little sister,
You can believe me, we'll make it.
Yes, my dear little sister,
You'll see, we're going to win…
My dear little sister, you are going to grow up,
with the most beautiful smiles,
My little Ninie, now you are going to take flight,
toward your new destiny…
My little sister!
I love you with all my heart!!!
Nothing and no one will be able to separate us!!!
I promise you!!!

I love you, my angel!

   Melodiboneur

I want to share with you, for my beloved father who has passed away. I have taken up Daniel Guichard’s song “My Old Man,” which my brothers and sisters sang in unison at his departure. It is the time of my childhood, it is his life.

In all weathers you were working
On his moped, he was off
For all of us, every morning, to work
My dad, it was hard
It wasn't always easy,
He often got upset
My dad.
There were a lot of us at home
When we were coming home from school, it smelled good
There was always enough to eat.
Yet there wasn't much money.
When the weekend came,
For us, Sunday was sacred.
Ice creams, the aperitif, the Marais
With our dad
Sometimes there was the ball, the merry-go-round
We were playing the kings,
You see, we weren’t unhappy, with Dad
We didn't have much money,
But together we were so happy
We had nothing to show off.
To impress the neighbor next door.
Today, life is no longer the same
But always to earn some easy money
We need to go work a bit.
You know,
My dad.
Politics, humanitarianism,
Today, war is everywhere
If yesterday were to be done over, Dad
We would walk the path with you,
Because we know nothing about it!
You were fighting for your own, my dad
In all weathers you were working
But you never complained
You were very reserved, Dad.
Outside we went to play,
Because we didn't have a TV,
But we knew how to have a good laugh,
With my dad.

You were a good dad
You don't forget things like that
An old man, a very old man, and all that
You see.
Today you left us
But in our hearts you are engraved
We would like to say a big THANK YOU
DAD.

To you, my beloved father. Your cherished daughter

Marylena

Thank you, Mary and Melodibonheur!

In your poems and outbursts, you defy death and sing the love of life…

They say that death is a rebirth, and I truly believe it when I read you; they also say that what we nurture within ourselves either creates or destroys.

I believe the worst thing that can happen to a person is to close their eyes and take their last breath knowing that they are alone, without a hand, without a heart they once warmed from afar, without someone watching over them in their heart; it must be terrible, I think.

I would not like to leave one day in such a way; I would like to feel, from afar and yet so close, this gentle warmth of love intensify after my departure from this earth, comforting Gaia and her fabulous people.

It passes through a word, a care, a look, a strength, through any help that one day we have known how to draw from ourselves and offer with tenacity to the weak or to the one we may have forgotten in our encounters.

It also goes through the tears we have managed to accord to our being, but also to our own weakness.

It also goes through the truth of who we are and our constant efforts to accept transformation when it is necessary to nourish life.

I would like to leave with all this wealth within me and never fail to honor it, so that at that moment, a corner of the roof of the world would be so vast in light that I would fall asleep at peace.

And you are part of this roof of the world!

Best regards

Lolly

My little sister, today, September 11th, it is 11:15, and I am thinking of you very hard! You are at the courthouse, I am afraid, I have a huge lump in my chest, in my stomach, in my heart, I am anxious, yet deep down I have a premonition that everything will turn out fine. I wish from the bottom of my heart that you come home very soon. My love for you, my little one, is so strong. You are not just my little sister, darling, you are my angel, my ray of sunshine, my light. I miss you terribly. I love you very, very much, my heart. I am putting here what is in my heart. I wish you good luck, and above all, do not lose heart no matter what happens: these are just a few lines, I dedicate them to you, my treasure…

Broken heart!

Today my heart is wounded,
Today, I miss my better half.
Your absence weighs on me!
I'm in a terrible state of discomfort…
I look around, but you're not there!
So I close my eyes, crying quietly…
I can't live without you,
I can't tell you why!
My heart cries out in pain,
My mind is screaming in fear.
Without you, my life has no meaning
My love for you is so intense!
I miss you terribly,
I'm sick of pretending,
pretending to be happy,
whereas without you I am unhappy!
My heart is broken,
My heart is torn,
but one must accept it…
I know we'll meet up again soon,
But for me, a day feels like an eternity.
To me, you are my better half, and you know it,
Never, I will never stop loving you!

I love you so much, my little one

Melodyboneur

On the road of my life

I am at the four poles
At the epicenter of an internal disorder
and the words move me
like stray bullets

Deep down
this sudden anguish
to miss things
true things
we haven't had time to discover
or that we were not allowed to discover in this life

Sudden fear of a path we hadn't seen
because we were looking at things
instead of seeing further
or through their signs, their language

Today
The sweet and sugary world wakes me up
And I leave a kiss
At the first light of the sun

I'm making a bit more room in my life
And a little in my heart, too
For this magnificent star, the star of happiness
The one who will change my view of love
Let me be carried away on this galactic journey
The one who will bring joy
And to lift the veil from a life shrouded in mist

Just a desire to make the most of the time
On the road of my life

Yesterday is the past
Tomorrow is the future
And today, it's a gift.
That’s why we call it Present.

Tenderly, the little repdom

So Repdom,

I’m going to spontaneously write a text here; prose isn’t my thing, dedicated to my heart

My little heart seems very sad to me.
Sad, why am I asking myself?

He would like to be him.
and that
without the consent of his mistress
obstacle
what he feels

He would like to be him.
without it being forbidden to him
what he feels

He would like to be him.
and that it not be in vain
what he feels.

But he doubts
what he feels.

Even if he knows
what he feels.

My little heart seems very sad to me
He asks his mistress for a break
to be able to breathe and know
what he feels.
:o

Musique de la vie

I let myself be rocked by these few notes of music,
Nothing can disturb me anymore!
I let myself be carried away by the sound of your voice,
A heat sweeps through my entire body when I think of you.
I gently close my eyes, I feel myself slipping away,
In a world where only love can gain access!!!
I let myself be guided by the tenderness of memories,
which reminds me of your gentle smile.
A few chords are added to this sweet melody,
Like you, when you came into my life.
I’d like to hum it in your ear,
this wonderful song, to bring you some sunshine,
just as you gave it to me, with your heart
to come and gently soothe my pains.
I would play the music of life on loop for you,
So that with me, you can come in and never leave,
of this world where only love can have access!!!

Melodyboneur

Hi claudiac

Well, you see, you know how to put words on the canvas. Writing is a revealer, an encounter with oneself, and it allows you to lighten your load, you know.

Let the words claudiac slide. Don’t bind them, let them flow slowly. Listen to the universe that lives within you and add color to your life. Travel in great secrecy to the depths of your heart, and you will see that happiness is there, nestled safely and warmly.

You are a sensitive person, but a little lost in the vastness of your feelings. As I told you yesterday, don’t look back, move forward, defy that sadness, and allow yourself to discover and express everything you don’t yet know.

The open door is before you; do not remain with your eyelids closed. Open yourself to the world and you will be lighter than a butterfly.

The little repdom

Well then, Claudiac

I'm blown away reading this

So that's how you're a beautiful woman…

Yeah, right!

Kiss me

Lolly

I’m going to do what Marylena did… dedicate another text to my father…

My little heart is also saddened by your departure
too abrupt
The unexpected in the expected

My little heart has always wanted to help you
My little heart has always had a great deal of affection for you.
my little heart cries when my child cries for you
My little heart has wanted many times to make you feel better and to talk to you.

I don't understand how anyone can refuse help.
My reason understands this affection for a “model”
My reason is sad too, that my child mourns you
My reason can no longer bear being fled from so as not to speak to it.

My understanding cannot comprehend your silent departure.
My reason can no longer bear it when others advocate for silence

The whole thing had no other solution but to think as little as possible about your departure.
How painful it is for everyone.

Hello Lolly,

I will reply to your post.

You tell me that I am a beautiful woman. I will try to write another text here to try to express what this stirs up in me…

To be beautiful…
It is to be contemplated like a flower…

To be beautiful…
may give rise to such a thought
Oh, with this beautiful plant…
I'm tempted to try it…
to play a bit with her..
and see how far I can take it…

To be beautiful…
but in addition to that
with a touch of intelligence
and a dash of intuition
says that she is only good
to play a bit with her…

To be complimented
to be beautiful
It's a pleasure.
but he's not doing so well

So
To be beautiful
It is only to be contemplated like a flower.

To be beautiful
Hide the little claws well too.
some beauty
and whoever messes with it
will remember
some beauty

:o

Hello claudiac,

Well, you see, you found it by letting your thoughts and your heart run free.
Yes, you are beautiful in your mind and in your heart.
Your poem is wonderful, you are beautiful until the end of life
kisses
Marylena

		L'enfant

Tonight, a tear woke me up!
I didn't know exactly where I was anymore!
I still have the image of that child!
crouching, sad, trembling, crying…
I slowly approached him,
I kissed her on the forehead, and she smiled at me!
I took her in my arms,
He whispered to me, “Save me from there!”
I sensed distress in him!
I gave him all my tenderness!
His heart started beating very fast!
He told me, "I'm afraid of death!"
I couldn't help but cry!
He looked at me and whispered to me!
How good it feels to be loved!
I replied to him, “Now, for eternity!”
That child had become a man! In one night!
Day after day, he had learned to tame life!
He had gradually regained his smile!
But his heart, it kept on suffering!
A tear was trying to come out of his eyes!
But so that I don't see him unhappy,
He checked them just as he has for years!
I would have loved to hold him in my arms at that moment!
But I didn't have time! My alarm prevented me from doing it!
I will never forget the first words that child whispered to me!
I will never forget that man's last look!
No! I will never forget how much I loved him!
Every night I will hope before falling asleep!
To find him again and see him smile once more!
To find him again and finally tell him I love you…

  Melodiboneur

Hello Marylena,

And thanks for your post.

:-*
ClaudiaC

         le Présent

Good morning today,
I smile at life.
What will you do tomorrow?
I would extend my hand to him.
But today!
I move, I live.
Take advantage of me, of this moment,
I am called the Present.
Take me, I am time,
I am here, here and now,
I am the Present.
Love me, desire me, get drunk
Every minute spent with me.
I am the Present.
Yesterday I was your past,
Today is a holy day.
Think of me, don't forget.
Because I love you, I am here!
Sing, dance, and run away from me!
I am present, I am yours.
Happiness, joy, these moments,
Today I am Your Present
I am love, I am a gift
And tomorrow will be even more beautiful.

Marylena

my thoughts
Do they make sense?

my thoughts
are they fruit
from my imagination?

my thoughts
Are they real?

my thoughts
spin
in a circle

my thoughts
Are they real?

my thoughts
are they fruit
from my imagination?

my thoughts
are my allies.

my thoughts
they tell me
how comfortable I am
real

my thoughts
are mine
and
they tell me
I am very much alive.

Good evening Claudiac

Every thought should lead us to reflection and action.

Warm regards
The magician.

Dear Claudia

What a beautiful text this is,
Man is the reflection of his thoughts, which leads us to reflect and move forward.

Best regards
kisses
Marylena

Hello LeMagicien,
You are right in principle.
It's just that I'm completely stuck when it comes to taking action… so I stop at the thoughts.
Best regards
ClaudiaC

Hello again,
and today’s horoscope perfectly illustrates the mindset that is holding me back:
Your current attitude in a serious matter leads you to want to make other arrangements. You are not very combative, and your relative passivity will take you nowhere. Do not remain static, as your morale would suffer.
I stop at thoughts.
Kind regards,
ClaudiaC