Poemas em inglês

⁠⁠Diferente, mas construtivo.
De tudo um pouquinho, mas sem esquecer às primícias, não é só love.
As lutas diárias existem para o seu desenvolvimento.
Senão for legal hoje, não há problemas
Amanhã é um novo dia começamos outra vez. O importante é não perder o foco no que tem valor.
Busque estar ao lado de pessoas que respeitem quem você é,mas que principalmente te amem com o seu jeitinho simples de ser, no mais é partir para o abraço!
Ser feliz com seus momentos e acreditar no melhor.
Não é otimismo, mas sim fé!
Essa base de sustentação que mantém de pé até o mais incrédulo.
Não vivo de ilusões, mas acredito sim que há algo maior que eu , e sim cuida de mim.
Minha existência não é por acaso, mas é fruto de amor.
Eu sou amor.

Pensamento de Islene Souza

"The human body essentially recreates itself every six months. Nearly every cell of hair and skin and bone dies and another is directed to its former place. You are not who you were last November."

No matter what happens to us in the future, everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours.

At the head of all understanding is realizing what is and what cannot be and the consoling of what is not in our power to change. - Serenity Prayer

“What an astonishing thing a book is. It's a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you're inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.”

Each of us has to find out for himself what is permitted and what is forbidden — forbidden for him. It's possible for one never to transgress a single law and still be a bastard. And vice versa. Actually it's only a question of convenience. Those who are too lazy and comfortable to think for themselves and be their own judges obey the laws. Others sense their own laws within them; things are forbidden to them that every honorable man will do any day in the year and other things are allowed to them that are generally despised. Each person must stand on his own feet.

Vera: People walk around, act like they know what hate means. Nah, no one does, until you hate yourself. I mean truly hate yourself.

Do you know what the problem is in this world? Everyone wants a magic solution to their problems but refuses to believe in magic.

For what you see and hear depends a good deal on where you are standing: it also depends on what sort of person you are.

Hope you can deal with all you will never know.. about me, what I see, what I believe in, how I breathe, when I weep

And now I remember how to talk to people, what to say, but I feel like I'm acting, going through the motions. I'm like a robot puppet man.

I wish I could take what I'm feeling right now and put it in the water system so everybody could drink it and we would all love each other.

What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?

"Never judge yourself by your reflection, maybe some people don't see, but what really matter is your essence and not your superficial."

I don't know what you heard about me, but a bitch can't get a Dollar out of me, no Cadillac, no perms you can't see, that am a motherfucking P.I.M.P.

They say it's what you make I say it's up to fate It's woven in my soul I need to let you go Your eyes, they shine so bright I want to save their light I can't escape this now Unless you show me how

I have a life and do not know what to do with it, so I make failures all the time, I would not fail and do everything right, but is not in me this power!

I’m inspired by the beauty of a woman. I guess what I define as beautiful in a person is what makes them unique.

But look around what life is like: pulled me from people I thought would be forever, and brought me closer to others I never imagined knowing.

Everyone walks in and out of life through the same door. What makes the difference is what you do in the space between one and the other.