jeudi 29 décembre 2011

being able to appreciate




He doesn't know why i took this picture , may be cause i believe that he can be a famous man ? No , just because i love this passion in his eyes . 
I was in this cafe, I saw this man and that he loved what he was. And he doesn't want to  become man everybody know. But the one want to leave something behind him as if he knew something we did not know yet. May be the recipe to be able to appreciate simple things?

The flowers of the past


The flowers of the past can become as the flowers of regrets.

dimanche 18 décembre 2011

I am weary .

                                     I'm lying on the wooden boards,  I'm tired of you .
                                       I thoughtful for an life without " if didn't ..." .
                                             Sorry , But i'm not a perfect person  .

samedi 17 décembre 2011

We can never forget you .


You're this little thing we love, that we admire with pride.
                    You are a little happiness we want to keep with us all the time.

There is a word in the dictionary for this, it is called "LOVE " 

mercredi 14 décembre 2011

Worst and best .

You think you all experienced , the worst and the best.
You think  loving  someone like  never another.
You think that in an instant you can lose everything.
You think the worst is behind you  but the worst is yet to come ..
You think time heals things, whereas time he just hides in other anxieties


what you feel, the better or worse?
So you want to become the best and the worst?

Would you become the person you do that little spark when you see but also todrag a tear in your face.

Why live in an eternal utopia when we are asked to come back to earth


Every cloud has a silver lining

Look at the tear running down on my face, it's your fault .

I'm may be wrong, I take my mistake.
But I beg you not destroy me more.

I am no more that little girl, I became a woman. 
let me grow.
let me heal.

dimanche 4 décembre 2011

joy or sadness ?

Look at this person, she's young, beautiful and pure, she inspires the joy of living.
Look the other person, he's old, wrinkled and he inspires sadness.
Can we conclude that with the old age sadness takes place in our heart?

samedi 3 décembre 2011

She's gone .


She's gone , she's gone with her fears , sorrows & Happiness . 
When i saw her , she had a tear on her cheek , and she said " that we were , a mirage " . 
She put on the ground her umbrella , she tell me "it was just an chapter of my story and my end will be happy without her ".
And , she's gone .

Fairy tale


It's like a fairy tale, there is the beautiful and the prince .

It's an impossible love.

But, love is more strong than reason.

The innocence of two hearts that love each other.

They hide behind a dream, they hide behind fear.

Each child hopes that at the end of history, lovers  will love each other forever.

sparkling eyes, which is what they looking for the little happiness in this story

finally,they fell asleep with his eyes full of stars ...

lundi 28 novembre 2011

Lies & betrayal .



We feel all have lost in a fraction of second, and here we see the hand that just asking to help.
 The proof that when you think is lost forever there's always that person who loves you ready to help you.

dimanche 20 novembre 2011

You appear just like a dream to me

When I see your face, I smile.
When I see your eyes, I think you're the center of my world
When I see your lips, I want to kiss you.

You are like the flower that looks artificial because it seems too perfect ♥ V.

mardi 15 novembre 2011

A glance .


In the eyes you can know everything, grief, joy, envy, hope, anger, jealousy.

if you ever come back


Maybe one day you'll say that the memory of a friendly face becomes that of a stranger. And if you ever come back you'll find someone else who will wipe your back your tears.

lundi 7 novembre 2011

The world is a waste

 
It consumes you then throw you.


                           We need you as a drug, Then we say that harmful for our health . 

In brief, we need youWe'll throw you as if you were a waste

mercredi 2 novembre 2011

On this little piece of paper...


I wrote what I thought. My Ideos, my sense of humor, my pain, my hopes. 
Yes, this little piece of paper you can change the world. 

Your world is written on a little piece of paper.
                                               A few words will suffice to offer feelings.

mardi 1 novembre 2011

Little girl .


I never asked to grow
I always thought that when we grow , we get the freedom .
Not really, it just gets more responsibility and we are afraid of enpreinter the wrong path.

dimanche 30 octobre 2011

Shadow of a heart .


                              spices up your life.

Je t'aime . Te quiero . Ich liebe dich



I thought it was possible to love as much.
I can not stop smiling when I see your face.
Yes, I think I'm falling.
Falling in love with you.
V.♥

samedi 29 octobre 2011

I remain myself


                                  I don't breathe, I can't  live without being able to love.






jeudi 27 octobre 2011

Color Games

Childhood where life is like a rainbow.






Where you could "exceed" the limits of our drawings

An inconvenient truth

We believe strong, happy and sometimes brave.




Yet we are only to be influenced at any time.
We are creatures without any scruples.
We are selfish.

mardi 25 octobre 2011

Few words




Few words on a piece of paper, some feelings that resurface in our hearts.

jeudi 20 octobre 2011

Give a little more



-Have you ever thought if there was going away from here, everything would be different.
Yes I thought about it, but if I do one day. There is something I miss.
- What ?
-You and your smile.

Liberty or try to Survive.

"Give me your tired , your poor
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free ,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore .
Send these , homeless , tempest - post to me ,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door !"


Engraved on a Bronze plaque at the base of the statue of Liberty .

mardi 18 octobre 2011

Love's Hell










I want to be another
whoever believes in him
It is better to believe that thinking
It is better to lie than betray
The truth will emerge one day, where everyone thinks to be the one who believes in the love of the other
the poison of love is in us, we are the only ones to control it
if only the happiness of being himself was enough am
So cry, throw all the bitterness of your heart.
Crossed your limit




believe in me, otherwise you will go to hell
the sun in your eyes I'm dreaming of our future days.
All roads lead me to you ...
Never love is a crime
I think, I dream.



I got lost in my thoughts
when I saw you.
The day has come to tell us that life is worth to be lived
Now, I'm afraid of losing you
I know ...
This is not the end
I is not a heart of stone
but just afraid that everything is just a simple illusion


no matter the time, no matter the wind
your absence is better than your indifference.



There is no end , there was just renewal .

Dark feelings




This one's for you and me, living out our dreams
We're all right where we should be
Lift my arms out wide I open my eyes
And now all I wanna see
Is a sky full of lighters
A sky full of lighters

"Lighters"(feat. Bruno Mars)

revenge



Someone you thought love actually is a manipulator.
Yes, appearances are deceptive.For that person is his pleasure to hurt people.I hate him. Luckily it is patis or I think I could kill him.