It doesn’t matter who hurt you, or broke you down. What matters is who made you smile again…

Sleza( Photo by Katenovna )

You taught me how to laugh again 
And gave me back my smile, 
Restored my faith in people 
When everyone seemed vile.

You were as if the sun came up 
Upon my bitter night 
And bade the blackness rustle up 
Some joyful morning light.

( by Nicholas Gordon )

Beautiful
( Photo by CarbonKid )

Never forget those, who were there for you
when no one else was…
Send them your smile to remind that
they did make a difference for you…

Hurt
From Pain

THE END

You are to me a very special sun…

Waiting

 Photo by  Dmitry Popov 

You are to me a very special sun
That shines upon a world few ever see,
A world I’m shy to show to everyone,
That hides its urgent truth from even me.

Without your light it is a world of darkness;
Its heaven and its hell lie fast asleep.
With you as sole and sympathetic witness,
The words come forth from out my vasty deep.

And so I cannot be myself without you;
No one is whole without some loving friend.
There is a quiet joy in me about you
That lets me say what I need not defend.

Long may we serve each other to give light
To all the loveliness that haunts the night.

 (from http://www.poemsforfree.com )

THE END

You leave me breathless…

Candleby Juli-ju 

I close my eyes for a moment and finally see the light
Of a thousand burning candles leading somewhere out of sight
And I follow ever onward tripping over my own fear
The echoes of the nighttime following closely on my heels

Through a hundred empty canyons to what seems a hundred more
I keep following the light; for I am sure of what’s in store
And your voice calls from the distance and I hurry ever on
To the safety of your arms; to your soul that keeps me warm…

When I groan beneath the burdens that weigh heavy on my soul
You remove them like a garment; clothe me with love so light and full
And I know that it’s been worth it; every minute every mile
And I know that at this moment all that matters is your smile…

by M’lyssa Layne

Candle2
by Steorra

THE END

Hell on Earth

I’m not sure about paradise, but hell exists for sure –
it is here, on Earth. 😦

Hell

From Never Give Up Hope

My blog posts have been very positive and sweet lately, but there is a different side to my blog – stories from hell, real hell on Earth. I posted them for a number of reasons. Firstly, I believe that it is important to remember such stories and learn from them. Stories from hell bring wisdom. Secondly, I believe that only the spotlight of our attention can counteract the dark forces of hell. Don’t turn away – only our attention can stop that pain, only our attention can overcome that darkness. Thirdly, once we get to know real hell, we learn to appreciate all the blessings in our lives – and we do have plenty of those.

Blogging is an art and as such “should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable”. If you feel disturbed and need comfort, check out my Thoughts and Poetry & Songs sections. However if you feel strong enough to be disturbed, here is a new page on my blog – Hell on Earth.

Chechnja(  Chechnya.
Photo from the Russian website 
‘No to War’ )

THE END