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Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

love

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

Irene

love

a few days ago, i sat on a bus going home and i noticed an elderly woman with pixie cut white hair and glasses looking out the window and blowing kisses to someone. i looked out and i saw an elderly man with white hair blowing kisses back to her. it was her husband.
i couldn't help but smile. moments later the elderly woman got out of her seat to go outside and give her husband a kiss.
isn't it beautiful that we get to grow old with another person? to be able to live life together, side by side, sticking through the good and bad times, knowing each other's flaws and mistakes yet choosing to love one another. that love isn't just a feeling, but a choice.

#love #thoughts

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

Power of Mind-A Tiny Buddha Within All

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

Bharti Singh

Power of Mind-A Tiny Buddha Within All

As a kid when I heard the stories
Of heavens and hells
And gods and ghosts
I thought of those to be true
But as I grew
My education warned me
Not to trust that view

As a child when my elders advised
Do unto others as you would have them do to you
I thought they were impractical
Ignorant of smartness required
To manage things through

By far I thought I was the wise
To have known it all
Realized late in time
How great was that fall

Superficial logic, intellectual materialism
Cloaked my natural state of true mind
Boosting desires, sterile opinions
Leaving the true sense behind

I am thankful to the nature
For giving me an opportune
To study the greatest reality
Why humans are marooned

Time and space are eternal
I am just the part of that infinite
The one awarded with human form
For some past intentions right
I should not take pride in that
For where I am today
Later might be someone else’s part

Man who decoded the mystery of mind
Taught this decades ago
Guard thoughts, actions, and speech
To reach the real goal
Not judge anything and any being
Instead focus on developing clear seeing
As everything is ever changing
Including ones birth realms
A full mind just exhibits knowledge
Only in empty mind wisdom reaps
Don’t get swayed by extremes
Middle way is the path of keep

Now I understand
Message behind the moral stories
What one sows is what one reaps
One gets heavenly pleasures or hellish pain
Exclusively based on law of deeds
One gets what one deserves
For law of nature never fails

But latent power within
Can turn it all around
If not enlightenment
One can at least find in life
A decent ground
Now and in future!

Dedicated to one of the greatest teachers "Shakyamuni Siddharth Gautama Buddha".

One superman that I call him for encouraging people to exploit their power of minds to the fullest to experience peace that they look for in the external sources. Just like body needs exercise to remain fit, mind needs stillness to be wise. Meditation is the tool to exercise the mind.

It's simple, yet difficult for most.

Buddha (Founder of Buddhism)

#peace #mind #power #buddha

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

pearl

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

Got Guanxi

pearl

Hello pearl,
quartz thoughts,
beautiful girl.
Are you my whole entire world?
In tiny palm fist,
amethysts of magic tricks,
&
envy green in sentiment;
Plenty of men felt your eminence,
In sparkled emeralds,
cut precisely into these grooves,
to take a walk in my shoes,
you lose crazy diamond
you lose.
Some days so mundane,
I'll come after you Monday,
some say it's a Tuesday, Ruby,
but I can see through them like transparent jade,
your gaze shines opaque,
still lost in the landscape.
You shook me like a handshake,
revealed like aftermaths of earthquakes,
just another precious mineral,
worthless
girl,
subjective to the pearl,
subliminal to the world,

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

Addicted

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

Dream Weaver

Addicted

I was the type of person
Who held onto things too tight,
Unable to release my grip,
When it no longer felt right.

And, although it gave me blisters,
And my fingers would all ache,
I always thought that holding on
Was worth the pain it takes.

I used to think in loosing things
I'd lose a part of me, too,
That slowly I'd become someone
My heart no longer knew.

Then one day something happened,
I dropped everything I once held dear.
But my soul became much lighter,
Instead of filled with fear.

And it taught my heart that somethings
Aren't meant to last long,
They arrive to teach you lessons
And they continue on.

I didn't have to cling to people
Who no longer made me smile,
Or do something I've come to hate,
If it isn't worth my while.

But you were my light,
And the hunt you make
Hurts in the moment
And takes away my breath.

That sometimes the thing you're fighting for
Isn't worth the cost
And everything I ever loved,
Was bound to be a loss.

But that's what addiction does
To crave, to ****
To **** out our souls,
To increase enmity between hearts and woes.

#addiction #deprivation #tormentation

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

My hopeless hole

Mar 2016 Miss Cornelia

just live

My hopeless hole

I guess I can't find what I'm looking for
By staring into an empty hole I discovered.
No matter how much of my heart I pour into it,
It will never reciprocate a gentle caress,
Or a loving look that sees nothing else.
No matter how much attention I payed to my precious hole,
Someone came and filled it up.
Covering over and trapping that part of my heart.
Every time my eyes wander over that freshly churned dirt,
There is no respite from the pain
As that half of my heart throbs,
With longing I am not capable of understanding.
Why do I crave to surrender the rest of my heart,
Even though I know there are no take-backs.
Why can't I move on as you have?

#love #heartbreak #pain #goodbye #longing #confusion

Feb 2016 Miss Cornelia

Why I Hate Religion

Feb 2016 Miss Cornelia

Annie McLaughlin

Why I Hate Religion

I found who I am supposed to be
You took it away,
"Be like me"
I thought that a mother was supposed to wish
for happiness upon her very own daughter
and I'm sorry that I don't believe in your lifestyle
please don't force it, I am sorry to be a bother

Just because you believe in something, doesn't mean you should force everyone that doesn't to go along with it.

#religion #mother #daughter #force #bother

Jun 2015 Miss Cornelia

the flowers in my lungs

Jun 2015 Miss Cornelia

Chloe Ivy Rose Smith

the flowers in my lungs

you make me so unbelievably happy
that flowers have started growing everywhere;
in the vase you left on my windowsill,
in the pillowcase you used last time you slept here,
and in my body, my heart, my lungs.
the air is cleaner, the sky clearer,
i can breathe again.
every so often, i cut a daisy
from around my throat and put it in my hair.
i use them as a reminder
of what you mean to me.
the oxygen in my lungs mixing
with the soil and stems and leaves and petals.
i use them to make me feel alive.

#love #boyfriend #flowers #cute #tumblr #lovepoem

Jun 2015 Miss Cornelia

until we meet again, i'm content being the quiet thoughts in your head

Jun 2015 Miss Cornelia

unwritten

until we meet again, i'm content being the quiet thoughts in your head

it's nice to know that you think of me sometimes.
that my name forms on the tip of your tongue.
that i cross your mind.

it's nice to know that sometimes you might see something that reminds you of me.
it's nice to know that i'm still there,
that i haven't disappeared or gone silent in your head.

it's nice to know that i still matter,
even if it's only in the slightest bit.

after all, that's all i ever wanted.

(a.m.)

quick write. **

#love #life #loss #memories #thoughts

Dec 2014 Miss Cornelia

The Fault in Our Stars

Dec 2014 Miss Cornelia

Jillian Elcie

The Fault in Our Stars

The fault of our reality is not written in our stars
And it will not dance across unfavorable constellations,
Or dissolve into inconsolable fragments.

The fault, my love, is not written in our stars.
It is written in ourselves.

But how fortunate would it be?
To cast the providence of our unlucky affairs
Into the gloomy twilight,
Where the sky is so unilluminated
That we could close our restful eyes
And fathom a world where it does not exist?

But the fault, my love, is not written in our stars.
It is written in ourselves.

We are heavily folded sheets of stationary:
A collection of utterances
Bound into melancholy novels
By our mangled hearts,
And though spoken words
Still fall onto my turning pages
As tears do fall from my reddened cheeks,
I have yet to forget
The chapter you have left unwritten,
Because an unwritten chapter is one to be adorned:
It cannot end
For it does not exist.
And so we fumble through an amorous affliction,
Fabricated into a bittersweet infinity.

And at midnight,
When my restless fingers
***** the empty air for you,
And the reality of our desolate fault
Seeps into my hands,
I wish you were here.

But the fault, my love, is not written in our stars.
It is written in ourselves.

j.s.

Inspired by John Green's "The Fault in Our Stars".

#in #stars #the #our #fault #hazel #tfios #johngreen #augustus