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Don't say you love me, if your actions don't follow what you say.

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Don't say you love me, if your actions don't follow what you say. Comment, share and follow @ishq_siyappa_

We have all sorts around us...

We have all sorts around us...

New Blog on The Diary of She, “How To Hell Your Child Deal With Bullying?”
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My son will be starting kindergarten soon and like any mom I’m hoping he doesn’t get bullied or become the bully. Find out ways to help talk about and prevent bullying. .
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New Blog on The Diary of She, “How To Hell Your Child Deal With Bullying?” . . My son will be starting kindergarten soon and like any mom I’m hoping he doesn’t get bullied or become the bully. Find out ways to help talk about and prevent bullying. . . Link in bio . . #kids #school #blog #children #backtoschool #teacher #instakids #motherhood #kidsfashion #study #students #education #preventbullying #stopbullying #kid #teachers #instababy #blogger #parenthood #lifestyleblog #writer #newblog #bloggerlife #motherblog #bekind #respectothers

Don't waste time not living. 
Thanks @nsvogue for the post! #life #adventure #wild

Don't waste time not living. Thanks @nsvogue for the post! #life #adventure #wild

My soul craves tenderness. For soft speech and nourishing conversation. To forgive and love again. I refuse to be hardened by this world. It’s not silly or weak. It’s for the dreamers, the healers and the believers. ~morgan.love ... In case you missed it 🌸💕 I talk more about this in my new YouTube video: “You are too sensitive” my response 🦋 Have you seen it? If so what did you think? I would love your feedback! 💕 Link in bio

My soul craves tenderness. For soft speech and nourishing conversation. To forgive and love again. I refuse to be hardened by this world. It’s not silly or weak. It’s for the dreamers, the healers and the believers. ~morgan.love ... In case you missed it 🌸💕 I talk more about this in my new YouTube video: “You are too sensitive” my response 🦋 Have you seen it? If so what did you think? I would love your feedback! 💕 Link in bio

Celebrating Black Excellence Everyday. #leadingwithleemagazine

Celebrating Black Excellence Everyday. #leadingwithleemagazine

He caught himself slipping into a trance,
Strange questions crowded his befuddled mind,
Where was he?
Did he exist, or had he reduced himself to a concept, a figment of walking imagination?
Was he dreaming?
He felt he had been empty not long before,
But a warmth seemed to fill the vial which stoppered his soul.

His bare feet rustled the freshly grown grass as he walked to nowhere,
He was unaware of the feelings he was headed to,
But he wanted to fill in the pages of his barely completed book,
The fragrance of chapters unturned was invigorating,
Before he knew,
He had latched on to his addiction anew.

The world was lush and green,
His hand frenzied as he penned sagas of love and peace,
He wrote and wrote on,
His lust for stories insatiable,
He wagered long nights looking for theories to fit the gaping blanks,
But nothing fit,
The past had cracks he couldn't fix,
The future was too distorted for him to see.

He chuckled,
It dawned on him the futility of past and the vanity of infinite futures,
He had to accept, that the promises of eternal  love and the expanse of the sky were nothing but virtual liberties,
He laid down his childish theories,
As he stared at the eyes that beckoned him further... A sigh escaped his lips,
As the beauty of the present manifested before his gaze.
He couldn't help but be enamoured by her magnifique...
In a second that seemed to be contain so many moments,
He noticed that he had held her hand, much to his please.

The evening sun bathed them in a coat of crimson,
The leaves were still, anticipating a relevation,
Haltingly the slow tunes of harmony finally played,
And the damns of self restraint finally gave,
They twirled and they laughed,
They danced under the starry nights,
They walked under the vibrant moonlight,
Everything was well,
They were living the dream as they crossed worlds every passing second.

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He caught himself slipping into a trance, Strange questions crowded his befuddled mind, Where was he? Did he exist, or had he reduced himself to a concept, a figment of walking imagination? Was he dreaming? He felt he had been empty not long before, But a warmth seemed to fill the vial which stoppered his soul. His bare feet rustled the freshly grown grass as he walked to nowhere, He was unaware of the feelings he was headed to, But he wanted to fill in the pages of his barely completed book, The fragrance of chapters unturned was invigorating, Before he knew, He had latched on to his addiction anew. The world was lush and green, His hand frenzied as he penned sagas of love and peace, He wrote and wrote on, His lust for stories insatiable, He wagered long nights looking for theories to fit the gaping blanks, But nothing fit, The past had cracks he couldn't fix, The future was too distorted for him to see. He chuckled, It dawned on him the futility of past and the vanity of infinite futures, He had to accept, that the promises of eternal love and the expanse of the sky were nothing but virtual liberties, He laid down his childish theories, As he stared at the eyes that beckoned him further... A sigh escaped his lips, As the beauty of the present manifested before his gaze. He couldn't help but be enamoured by her magnifique... In a second that seemed to be contain so many moments, He noticed that he had held her hand, much to his please. The evening sun bathed them in a coat of crimson, The leaves were still, anticipating a relevation, Haltingly the slow tunes of harmony finally played, And the damns of self restraint finally gave, They twirled and they laughed, They danced under the starry nights, They walked under the vibrant moonlight, Everything was well, They were living the dream as they crossed worlds every passing second. #poetry #love #writersofinstagram #quotes #poetrycommunity #poem #writer #poet #art #poems #poetsofinstagram #lovequotes #sad #quote #writing #words #life #follow #quoteoftheday #instagram #like #wordporn #photography #writersofig #thoughts #shayari #instagood #inspirationalquotes #writerscommunity #bhfyp

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