When the day goes by


When the day goes by, ant it’s close to an end

we all search for someone to have the role of a friend,

we all search for someone to share joy and tears

to share a dinner, or a bottle of wine while saying ‘cheers’.


She was like all others hoping not to be alone

but there was no one of anyone she had known,

so she washed off her face and started writing

beginning a battle of her own inner fighting.

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Raising vibrations


A man can often feel no will to live

no motive and aims towards which to strive,

but that is of the coin only one part

just turning it around makes a new start.

When you feel your vibrational levels sink

it is time to reconsider what you think,

everyone is responsible for their own thoughts

change them for good – unleash their energetic knots.

Life often tests the will of every man

either nothing happens or all of a sudden,

but each is master of their own fate

to raise your vibrations is never too late.

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Play of the day

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When the wishes come true



She went on and on hoping for things to come along

she was thinking for putting efforts she is no more strong

yet when a woman learns to trust herself again

she gets it is up to her if she will lose or gain.

A wish is an empty page only waiting to be written

when there is no real intention your desires to sweaten

one needs first with the thoughts to come out of the blue

because than is when the wishes might for real come true.

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A poet is a warrior

She got stuck while trying to stay out of the riddle Her wishes, her hopes, her everything is trapped there in the middle. To speak out, or write down – she already told all the stories Yet, …

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…for a long time I thought this world has no space for poetry, and I found myself to be pretty mistaken. But it is up to us personally if we would make room for the beauty of the emotions


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A woman is to be worshipped


She is not for a one night stand

nor any other stand that only happens by night

she is not for pleasing your lowest passions and urges

nor she is there to please you in any other way.

A woman is to be worshipped.

She is to be appreciated for every single effort she does:

to make food, clean, or just to do the make up;

she is to be worshiped for being elegant

and for making a house “home”

and for doing whatever she does to make a living

and for paying attention to things a man would never know exist

and for obsessively talking on emotions

as a reminder we have to relearn how to feel.

A woman is to be worshipped

as a work of art

or even as art itself.

It is how it’s supposed to be,

while women are convinced it is too much to ask for.

When worshipped, she will become

more of what is ever imagined.

It is the purpose of her creation, and not anything less than worship!

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The hack of unconditional love

There is an invisible force that holds friends, families and couples together we all know as love.


When I was in my high school years I was introduced to the term “unconditional love” mostly in the books I was reading. Since then I got this idea in my head that unconditional love is supposed to be given no matter how other perceive it, or if they see it at all. According to me, or the me I was, I supposed to spread love all over around and not ask for anything in return. The result was that all the lovers I was with left me, all my friends were thinking that I am boring, and some were even saying that I am talking like a priest. This had a big negative effect on me if I look back from today’s perspective. I was trying to follow the well known 12 laws of the karma, let myself be all a medium of love and let life flow effortlessly. I was playing a role of a Messiah.

My life took a great course regarding my studies and the first job experience, but somehow love life, friends, even family, i.e. the source where a human being charges with love, were falling apart,  and I was feeling so unloved and pushed away, I lost trust in my parents, my friends and people in general.

After the last crash I had last year, and stepping into my 25th year of life, considering that it is the time I take responsibilities not only for my finances, but also for how I trade my feelings and my love with other people including my family. I learned in the hard way that unconditional love isn’t about serving your body, soul, time and mind as food to the people around you, but that it is up to you to keep yourself save,  practice to recharge yourself from time to time, do things for your own pleasure, ask to be given, search for others to prove you they do care for you, and not let them take you as granted. Karma is rather connected to the belief system one has as a fixation in the head, which is why we often see very good people suffering, and evil one celebrate their victory.

How this knowing is applicable now?

I now know that the most significant relationship one should have is with himself. We come back to people more capable to love them if we are recharged. There are people that were practically eating from the “me” I unconditionally served, so when I started standing for myself they identified my as evil. I was fine to be perceived as such since I knew it is them that are selfish since they are no more served from my soul, mind and body. Within the time they have figured it out I learned how the world of the adults works. It is not something they are really happy for, so that is how I identify and classify the people that in some way are still in my life.

Now I define unconditional love as something that when you give free willingly, you know why and it is your firm decision, but no giving is love if the giver is sacrifice and scapegoat. I love myself first. How else would someone love me, if I don’t love myself?!

I would be pleased to hear your comments and your experiences about it.

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The sound of a Sunday morning

Like a smell of an old perfume…


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