Love is verb...and what do we do with verbs?

...she's conjugating a lot of verbs: hug/kiss/care/cherish/shine/smile/share/touch/feel/fly= "to live" & "to love". Amazing!

by Vânia Medina

Imagem by Fátima Borges

in Olhares, Fotografia Online

I 've llived and died – over and over again

Reborn

I've loved and hated - A million times

Heart breaking

I've smiled and cried - Even yesterday

I’ve lost myself; Founded this morning

I’ve told lies - Not to hurt

I stick to the right

I color my soul - With true colors

I can be everyone’s friends

As I 've walked in ways of solitude

Alone

Naked and helpless

Strong and Proud

I have no lessons to teach

A few stories to share

Then you decide what to learn

I’m no Judge/No God/No Saint

I’d rather be a sinner

Cuz my sins made me who I am

Someone who carries a nice word

A soft touch

A bright face

Someone who understands

Life and Death/Love and Hate/Smile and Tear/Loneliness and Crowd/Shine and Dark/ Peace and Hell/Pain and Sorrow/Yes and No/Self and Us

This Is me

Everyday walking towards tomorrow

 The new –my future

Softly carrying the old

My past is not a weight

But what makes me shine in the present

My “today and now”

by Vânia Medina

photo by Alexander Kharlamov in olhares.com fotografia online

...sometimes I look behind and I see all I've done, all I've been thru, the paths I've walked - because I've choosen to and I can't help feeling a little bit sad and ask - why? Then I look at the woman I am now and the only thing that crosses my mind is that I'm brave. Is not about being special...that's not the point! It's about making all the mistakes I could never imagine I was capable of but still keeping all my strenght, stick for what I believe in, live my life my way, fall a thousand times and stand up...and I'm proud of that... damn! Woman you are that strong!

Amo a escrita desta mulher...e como me define!

"Eu quero tudo e mais ainda. Amor tem que encher o coração, a casa, a alma. Pouco ou metades nunca me completaram."

 by Clarice Lispector

Don't you ever take anything for granted...cuz if you do and don't make an effort to conquer everyday, in each moment, the love, respect of your beloved ones, one day you'll wake up and be alone and you will wonder why. I can answer to that - because when they were there you didn't notice and when you did you weren't able to say a nice word, have a nice gesture or a simple thank you word. Love is a verb... and what are we suppose to do with verbs?

by Vânia Medina