Those angry eyes are your pain untold, and I wish you would tell it, I do. I would be yours in any storm, but there's one thing baby... you have to keep me safe from them. You have to let me all the way in so that you always trust me and I only ever see your kind eyes, the ones that are my home. Because I want to stay with you, but you have to be good for me too.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 13, 2019.

There are lots of folks who can talk the talk, but show me a man who walks the talk - then I have trust, then I have faith in him because the language of Love is not spoken but lived. I don't care what you say, I'll watch what you do. That doesn't mean I won't love you or be your friend, but then it is I that will gently lead you and not the other way around. Show me my err and the roles reverse. You don't have to be perfect and neither do I, we learn together, catch each other, hold more ideals than we can live up to - yet keep walking even though all say the dream is only a dream. Dreams can come true, just dream the right one in the language of Love and know what it means - strong hearts, brave souls, complete and healed minds.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, April 24, 2015.

Authored by Daisy, here.



Once my doors were open,
And the breeze was spring flowers,
The bird song danced in my soul,
And I was soft inside like eider-down,
Eyes wide and smile free,
No longer,
Now my doors are bolted tight,
With only four friends on the inside,
One at the door,
Two in the living room,
One in the bedroom,
And a knock at my door,
Is like the cock of a gun,
Pulse racing,
And though I may look out of the window,
I can't open the door,
Not ever,
What I didn't expect though,
Was that my friends,
Would bring the song and the spring breeze with them,
That my house would have no roof,
And with them inside,
Only the good weather would come.
Yet I still dream,
I dream of a world with open doors,
Where the light streams in unhindered,
I dream of the pastures beyond,
Where the petals are my eider-down.


I always thought that trust must come before love, yet it is not so, for love and trust can arrive at the same moment. When love is given in this way, immediate, no explanations, the trust arrives too. Perhaps that is why people advise caution or call it foolish, but to me it never is. Love is love, always a gift from the divine spirit. This love isn't physical, it isn't a "sin" to feel such strong affections; it isn't an excuse to leave a relationship that has become difficult. This love is a clue to a possible new branch in a life. This new person maybe someone you will one day protect, rescue or nurture. So even though trust is so foundational to all human relationships, it doesn't always first, it can come as part of a sudden package deal.


Trusts are broken, lies are told. For us to believe in what we seek, we must know what it means to be what we don't want to be. Being sad makes you realize how valuable being happy is. Being weak makes you know what it means to be strong. Being helpless makes you determined to be helpful. Mistakes happen, awful things might happen in one's life. But by looking at the bright sides of things, you might just be able to smile forever in life.

By chloe_016_, September 21, 2016.