love

What is love? It is one of the most difficult questions for the mankind. Centuries have passed by, relationships have bloomed and so has love. But no one can give the proper definition of love. To some Love is friendship set on fire for others Maybe love is like luck. You have to go all the way to find it. No matter how you define it or feel it, love is the eternal truth in the history of mankind. Love is patient, love is kind. It has no envy, nor it boasts itself and it is never proud. It rejoices over the evil and is the truth seeker. Love protects; preserves and hopes for the positive aspect of life. Always stand steadfast in love, not fall into it. It is like the dream of your matter of affection coming true. Love can occur between two or more individuals. It bonds them and connects them in a unified link of trust, intimacy and interdependence. It enhances the relationship and comforts the soul. Love should be experienced and not just felt. The depth of love can not be measured. Look at the relationship between a mother and a child. The mother loves the child unconditionally and it can not be measured at all. A different dimension can be attained between any relationships with the magic of love. Love can be created. You just need to focus on the goodness of the other person. If this can be done easily, then you can also love easily. And remember we all have some positive aspect in us, no matter how bad our deeds maybe. It says that it never exist, because there has been many instances of hatred and brutality in relationships. There has been hatred between brothers, parents and children, sibling rivalry and spouses have failed each other. Friends have betrayed each other; the son has killed his parents for the throne, the count is endless. Even the modern generation is also facing with such dilemmas everyday. But love has always ruled, in music, poetry, paintings, sculptor and literature. Psychology has also done lot of dissection to the essence of love, just like what biology, anthropology and neuroscience has also done to it. Psychology portrays love as a cognitive phenomenon with a social cause. Intimacy, Commitment, and Passion. Also, in an ancient proverb love is defined as a high form of tolerance. And this view has been accepted and advocated by both philosophers and scholars. Love also includes compatibility. But it is more of journey to the unknown when the concept of compatibility comes into picture. Maybe the person whom we see in front of us, may be least compatible than the person who is miles away. We might talk to each other and portray that we love each other, but practically we do not end up into any relationship. Also in compatibility, the key is to think about the long term successful relationship, not a short journey. We need to understand each other and must always remember that no body is perfect. Be together, share your joy and sorrow, understand each other, provide space to each other, but always be there for each others need. And surely love will blossom to strengthen your relationship with your matter of affection. Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none. William Shakespeare.

martes, 26 de marzo de 2013

dark paradise


Durante casi toda mi vida tengo la sensación de que lo que he hecho/ hago tiene hueco en una eternidad permanente a mi mente, está ahí y no se aleja de ese rincón tan sumamente oscuro y aveces placentero, que reaparece cuando quiere, quizá porque las sensaciones que percibe nuestro cuerpo nunca se olvidan.
Has hecho que muchas cosas que pensaba cambien así , sin pensarlo, mis actos se han vuelto menos consecuentes hacía los demás, tenemos un pasado lleno de dolor construido por nosotros mismos.. y el recuerdo acecha a nuestra mente aveces.. pero tenerte junto a mi cama, mirando cada rincón perdido de mi cuerpo.. junto con las puntas de las yemas de los dedos, rozándome, estoy totalmente descubierta a ti, no he tenido nunca antes algo mejor.. nuestras miradas se mantienen, yo no soy, o al menos lo intento la que la esquive..
Y me tocas.Directamente.Como si tocaras una una delicada melodía con el piano..y no puedo aguantarme los suspiros. Y es como algo pegadizo, empiezo rozándote los hombros, lo único que quiero es sentirte y que esta sensación no se vaya nunca, estas ganas de explotar, como cada huella que dejas en mi cuerpo me esté quemando. Ardo. Eres la escapatoria de este mundo de mierda, haces que levantarme cada día sea algo menos complicado, porque estás ahí cada vez que abro los ojos, te veo como un ángel, plácidamente durmiendo hacia un lado de la almohada y tu piel reluce como la blanca porcelana. 
Adoro cuando me coges entre tus manos mis piernas y asomas las cabeza por ahí, llenándome de besos y muriéndome de placer, y cuando te noto todo tu peso encima de mí mientras me apartas el flequillo de la frente y tu cabeza descansa sobre mi hombro, puedo notar el aroma que desprendes, todo tu, serias capaz de hacerme feliz con lo que pudieras.. Y cada vez que te veo derramar una lágrima es como morirme por dentro, como si un millón de puñales ardiendo se clavaran en mi estomago..
Casi un año, desde que descubrí que era ese nuevo sentimiento, ese contacto directo, pero  mi timidez ya no está, ni nuestras dudas tampoco. Te amo, aún así, porque la felicidad es un oscuro paraíso.


                       [ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LtZeMn_2uHs ]


Lau.

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