#Poetry is born in the mind and lingers in the gaze of those who behold it... ✍ 🌹
Welcoming places, feats of beauty for our eyes amidst the moments of time...☕
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Standing in the rain
helps to mask our tears
in various situations
a pain that makes them well up
even against our will
the feeling is always stronger
than our desire
-ꫂՌᥱէէყ ...✍
They were there in the mornings, covering historical events, behind the scenes, and on the screens of millions of Brazilians. Reporters and journalists who dedicated their lives to telling the story of the country—and who live on in the memory of those who listened to them, watched them, and never f...
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We all get stressed, sometimes even for no reason!
That's natural, although annoying.
Imagine a stressed butterfly, how many flowers it would miss smelling!?
We all go through moments, phases, and cycles of life, but when we accept them, it becomes lighter.
As a wise person once said, everything that comes goes, in the same way it came, without us even asking.
Do something within your means that brings a beautiful smile to your face, eyes, and lips, and accept that you are beautiful, admirable, and humble enough to ask for help!
Have a blessed week!
Sorry, but I don't access my chat here. 🌹
The lyrics of the song in Russian (which is a poem
sung by the Russian artist)
Sergey Grischuk / Сергей Грищук, intitulado Твоя пронзительная нежнос��ь):
Твоя пронзительная нежность,
Твоя губительная страсть,
Как будто смерти не��збежность,
Имеют надо мною власть.
И я всего лишь раб послушный,
Терплю мучительную боль,
Когда легко и простодушно
Ты вновь повелеваешь мной.
Небрежно брошенное платье
Твоё тепло ещё хранит.
Оно не синеет в объятьях
И алым пламенем горит.
Но в споре двух противоречий —
Греха возвышенная суть:
Твои блистательные плечи,
Твоя божественная грудь.
А ты дышала лунным светом,
Что лился в воздухе ночном,
И ночь была тобой согрета,
И пели птицы за окном...
О том, что в мире всё бесценно,
Пока страсти имеют власть.
Твоя пронзительная нежность,
Твоя губитель��ая страсть...
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Love twists
us torments
us transports
us devastates
us wounds
us awakens
us ignites desire leaves
us breathless for the one only the heart can feel consumes
us in ecstasy condemns
us to die little by little
for love
-ꫂՌᥱէէყ ...✍