Dà chù zhuóyǎn; chíxù chéngzhǎng de dà de xiǎngfǎ - yǒngyuǎn chéngwéi#TragicSurvivor
大處著眼;持續成長的大的想法 - 永遠成為#TragicSurvivor
This particular blog was created in response to my nephew's untimely death, and the commencement of content posted are dedicated to his memory. As time moves forward, I have decided that this Tragic Survivor Blog, and the content posted will focus on family issues, not just mine alone. My goal is to include articles, reviews, and poetic thoughts -- that touch upon life, the most precious gift I can share. Learning to live without regret -- is learning to breath in the natural order of things.
Thursday, May 7, 2015
Biggu o kangae, hasshu tagu no in'yō o sodatemasu
Ōkina koto o kangaemasu; keizoku-teki ni ōkina shikō o sodateru - #Higeki-tekina
sabaibā
ni naranai tame ni
大きなことを考えます;継続的に大きな思考を育てる - #Higeki-tekina sabaibā
ni naranai tame ni
大きなことを考えます;継続的に大きな思考を育てる - #Higeki-tekina sabaibā
Saturday, May 2, 2015
Shitekina in'yō to hasshu tagu uta
Sorezore, subete no idaina sakkadeari, ikutsu ka no yoki
senu unmei no #Higeki-tekina sabaibā sa rete iru, sore wa jiyū ni sorera o
settei suru monodesu.
これは私の日本の友人と詩的な引用符と詩を愛する読者のためです。私たちが共有することは、我々はこの短い間奏内に住んでいる約あるものです。
Poesía y Cotizaciones en español
Algunos de nosotros somos un #TragicaSobreviviente por
causas ajenas a la nuestra, a continuación, algunos de nosotros optar por ser y
siempre vivir una vida trágica siempre presente.
Este post es para mis amigos de habla hispana y #LatinPoets
buscan colaborar y compartir sus #AnatomyOfWords
Autores favorito que Clips Tubo Vídeo
Saturday, August 24, 2013
When Love Is No More
No more heartache for the broken hearted.
No more love for when love has departed
from the heavy heart.
No more love for the persecution of love.
No more arguments for the sake of love.
No more battling - trying to hold on to love.
No more tomorrows where the kiss of love
Passed away like a thief in the night.
When love is no more
To no fault of your own
The days seem like an eternity of endless night.
When love is no more,
The lonely tears feel like unkind blessings,
The one type of blessing
That has seemed to travel so far away.
When love is no more
It is like the husband and wife who hate
The sound of each others heartbeat.
When love is no more
We turn away from each other in sorrow
Wishing for a better day,
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