If your man is shutting you out and distancing himself. Or if he’s already made up his mind that it’s over. Then there’s only one thing you can do to get him back for good. You can’t convince him. You can’t beg. You can’t make promises. It will only push him further away. And changing his mind is impossible.
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"Do not cry once I'm dead,
Get a new girl, get a new bed
But whenever they speak of me,
Smile and tell them how beautiful was she",
And as she said she coughs drops of blood,
And through his eyes he rains a flood
"Hug me real quick, for I know not how long shall I be alive,
Wanna feel your warmth one last time, as in your arms I truly thrive"
Both cried hysterically, as they hug
Finaly, a part of him died inside, as she stopped crying
This is where I'm at.
This is what I'm feeling.
Draw inspiration from other Poets and Authors, but don't let that be a marker of your own ability.
Because if you do that, you will live your life in the belief system that pretty much everyone is better than you at everything, and you will never rise to your Greatness.
And you will never feel your Joy!
They're feeling what they're feeling and you're feeling what you're feeling.
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You have me, you always do
and i look out for you,
I always did
And though yet uncertain
the metaverse of our lives,
the drawn science of our minds
the complexities of our times
i need you, i always do
You have me, you always do
and those mixed colors of ourselves
we always wear,
hid in the secrets of our lives
are all real, are always real
and that's why i love you the most
i always did, cause you are you
And though it feels
i can't make your heart to
love me, am always real
so i give time a chance
and grow in its hands
I am a jar of empty bellies and hungry voices
Ready to feed on me
Trying to question the silence
That flows like blood
Until I bleed unanswered questions
People try to find answer in my eyes
But i donot live there
I don't hide behind my body
I collect parts of me
And put them in jar named failures
Doesn't this idea entice you
That you can still hold onto yourself
By closing the parts of you amidst the glass walls of their eyes
And remain stuck there like snapshot of memory
They don't want to see
The changes that happen within me
like a silent cold war
Until one of my parts submits to the story I tell people
I am not happy
I am not happy
I am just as you see me
A silent conversation between two lovers on phone
Until one of them says bye
And another one secretly wishes to hold onto that call
Which already ended
And both think on the other side
How did they get there
Doesn't it break you heart
To know that sometimes we place people on the winning ladders
As we cheer for them out loud
Until our throats ache and voice trembles
And they disappear out of sight
Like an unsaid goodbye
Or a text unread?
Don't we all want to be listened
And told that our stories hold gravity
Enough to make us stay
But I am flying today
And I still cannot tell if that's a good thing
To see our own shadows
Moving away in the mid of summer day
And see that sometimes
Worst rejections come from the bodies which dont resonate with cruel minds
I am jar full of unopened Thankyou letters
Written for my twenty third birthday
I have been stuck on twenty two
Not knowing if I would ever live out of it
How many days does it take
For one to finally realise that when bodies bid goodbye before death
Souls remain trapped
Even as people lift your casket by forgetting you slowly
I have been forgotten twice..thrice...
And I haven't lived even once
It's hard to explain
How does one live on despite
I am trapped
Inside my own mind
I don't want freedom from
These chains are the anklets around my feet
Which rustle as I walk on the ground
Reminding me that i still am a terrified prisoner.
When a prisoner dies outside the prison
Is it called death or punishment for being free? Contd..
"And then the white rabbit replied that sometimes forever is just a second." Forever is just a concept. A relative one. Being with someone for ever means that you hold each and every moment spent with them with you for every single moment. For every single second [ Quote + Photography ]
Don’t underestimate the power of positive thinking! I know this is something we hear all the time but there truly is a beauty in the broken. All we need to do is train our minds to see it. To focus on the light instead of the cracks.
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