FOR POETRY

 He finds soon himself totally depending on her, showering her with clothes and gifts. Embarrassed by this situation, he does nothing to change it. Love wins when she reveals to him on the new year's evening that she loves him. He attended a party made by a friend and discussed with an ambitious woman, who has shown interest in one of his projects. But when he called her to announce his departure on a trip, he learnt that she has also organized a small party. He rushed back to reassure her, and ultimately stayed at the party. Their relationship thus settles down while his work progresses. His friend is interested in her car, an antique one, for a reconstruction. A detail that everyone has ignored. By this occasion, he meets his old girlfriend again. He then agrees to collaborate with her on a project. A romance blossoms between them. When she finds out, she calls his girlfriend to reveal the secrets of her life with him. The latter discovered it , he grabs the phone and calls his g...

She realizes the enormity of her blunder, but he remains undeterred, and the little troupe finally goes to the ball, where they impress everyone with their distinction and grace. Back home, he congratulates himself  to the success of his project, with great kindness, neglecting to congratulate his main actress: the young woman. Deeply hurt, she takes refuge to the neighbors, abandons her ideas for those of the middle class, and decides to leave him. The following day, he tries to convince her to come back, but torn between her feelings for him and the prospect of possible independence, she refuses as she has refused so many things before.  He realized, as he returned home lonely, that he has finally gotten used to her. While he listens again to a record on which he had recorded her voice, she entered his office and asked for her slippers.

I love poetry because it immerses deeply in my soul. When I listen to it or read  poems, I am completely transported to another world where everything  is beautiful. If all of  our life were a poem, said by a veteran poet to his captivating beloved.  If it were as simple as poetry, as profound as poetry and as moving as poetry. Poetry says what words can not and conveys what words fail to. I love it because it is my favorite way to travel through time and space, taken  far away in poems. I can not imagine life without poetry! It would inevitably be bleak and deadly and every day would resemble to the day before. It is not just an art like any other art, nor a hobby or a talent. It is a cause, a cause as important as the importance of life and the inevitability of death. After all the destructive wars and all the extinct civilizations, we find poetry resilient to face everything. Time can not remove it, nor can disasters change it. It passed on from a generation ...

Simplistic people labeled them as deviants, but the reality is quite different. It's sometimes a departure to know oneself and at the same time to get away from everything and everyone in order to truly live and come back much more mature than before, simply because one will have had time to think better.

To assert that a love story is a missed encounter with someone, doesn't the story first have to have begun, and therefore the encounter has not been completely missed? In this case, it is not really the encounter that is missed, nor the encounter with this person, but what follows: we have not been able to make something of it. True encounters are continued encounters. The first encounter is therefore less important than the talent and ingenuity that we will be able to deploy to turn it into a story. It is only then, when at the heart of this story, we are found wanting, when we fail to understand the other or to keep our promises, that we can, I believe, speak of a missed encounter. There is no such thing as a chance, there are only encounters. It carries a dangerous implication: certain human beings are meant to meet, we would just have to leave it to fate. A missed encounter would then be a missed one with one's destiny. This is to minimize the importance of the story itself...

By default, you should keep the window shades of the plane open so your row-mates can see out the window and the miracle of human flight. People can request it closed if they want to nap and it can be lowered if the glare is intense, but otherwise, if you close it, you are ignoring how cool it is to look out of the window in an airplane. Window seat controls the shade and gets the outer armrest, middle gets both inner armrests, and the aisle gets the aisle armrest and a little extra legroom. With that said, some people are jet lagged or want some extra rest, so they close the window; the wall is nice to rest on. Some may not have actively chosen a window seat and don’t like flying/get motion sickness, so they close the window. And those who can’t be separated from their phones for more than 10 seconds, so they close the window to block the glare on their device or seatback TV. Others buy window seats for the sole purpose of looking outside. That’s the point of flying, otherwise I could...

Have you ever noticed that we are always waiting for the result of an action, an event, projected toward the future, our eyes fixed on the outcome, on the arrival, waiting for something else, for someone else, for something better, for somewhere else. I climb the mountain, thinking only of what I will see from the summit. I hurry to read the book to find out more, to know what happens next, always what happens next, always going further. I ask myself: "How does it end?" I wait for the train, I don't live. I'm tense toward the train's arrival, my neck craned toward the bend where it will appear. "Is it coming? " And of course, once on the train, I can't wait to get there! At work, I wait for breaks, the end of the day, the weekend, vacations, retirement. "When I've met my soulmate...", "Ah, if only I were free", "When I have money", "When I've moved",  "When I have time"... or else it's ...

So, they sent another hero to follow her. Well, he would try. This one was quieter than the last one. He negotiated the twists and turns of the cave without the slightest tinkle. "So, is he coming?" she whispered. "Almost there," said a faint voice just behind her head. "I can see the tip of his shadow," said another. Her gaze returned to the stone man in front of her. His body hunched, as if ready to leap, one arm raised, a protective gesture that had proved useless. Another adventurer, frozen forever. She still wished that one of them would prove different.  This new adversary approaching, would he speak first? Would he take the time to announce himself, to explain his intrusion, to make sure he was here for right reasons? She turned her back and waited. A tiny snake's head rose in front of her face. "I saw a shoulder," the reptile said in its reptilian voice. "Strong. Tanned." "Like all the others," she sighed. "An...

  A while ago, I found myself abroad for a short while. Well, a short while, so to speak, given the price of the square meter, but hey, let's just say I spent a while there, a long enough time, in any case, to have know what everyone else in the world knows, even some tourists, namely that I know everything about this country, and even its neighboring countries: I can talk about it for hours, people listen to me, since I've been there. And as you probably also know, it's not always easy to make friends in another country and to walk on their lawn one day, especially since after crossing the threshold of their house, you still have to face lunch or dinner, which, for them, is normal, is no small feat and requires a lot of moral strength, courage, and politeness, the latter not being the most widely shared thing in the world here. With foreigners, it's a little more difficult, but I still managed to make friends, stay assured. What was the topic that fueled every conversa...

There is a mistake in thinking that times are passing. No, time never passes. The time is there. It's you who passes. You don't lose time. Time is endless. You lose yourself and you have one end. It's you who grow old and die, not  the time. Make a better use of your life before your expiration. And one of the worst  things chosen to do with the times, is  to compare yourself to others. A cow eats herbs, but a dog eats meat. Never compare yourself to others, live your life. Concentrate on your inspiration and talents and meet new people. The Lion and the Shark are professional hunters, but a Lion can not be driven into the ocean and a Shark can not be driven into the jungle. A lion can not chase into the ocean,  and a shark can not chase into the jungle. The two have their own predilection where they are unbeatable. If a flower feels sweet , it  can not mean that the flower can serve to make a good meal. Don't compare yourself to others. You as much as your own ...

Finally, after several weekends of rain, we are back to our beloved green nature, the paths of Spring. The trees have developed but still closed buds, the little flowers are already showing off in the meadows, under the woods, among the rocks.  They grow in bunches showing off their bright colors.  The lower petal looks like the wings of a colorful insect, and the center of the flower is its head. And some people still say that plants are not clever! Instead, many university studies have shown that plants adapt easily to their environments, create defenses and are sensitive to music and positive moods, such as the light. A plant stretched out to embrace the device from which the music came out, but then, if you put heavy music, it retracted and dried up. Trees are mighty wise but seedlings and flowers are delicate little beings. Do you know that a dry plant is an excellent skin purifier, used for many skin problems and also a cough sedative?  Plants are generous little be...

Telling a secret can be transformative; it can change  our relationship with people we know, and even  those we will never meet. More than once I have watched  strangers inspired by a shared secret self-organize  into purposeful communities of kindness. One of those stories began some years ago  when I pulled from my mailbox a postcard  of smiling friends  made by  a photograph.  The words taped to the photo read “ I finally got the pictures developed and I’d love to give them to you”.  I shared the secret with my web friends hoping someone would recognize one of the young people at the table and we could return all the photos to them.  Messages poured in that week from my friends  but no one was able to identify anyone in the picture. However, one of the messages came from a student,  who was inspired to do more. Believing that everyday  people can sometimes make a worldwide impact on  the web with a good i...

For some people, life is an authentic , where suffering is constant;  as if life weren't enough, we have these intellect guys who only think to themselves and forget about the other people . I often think that true persons are on the verge of extinction and we don't need to look far to see this;  right everywhere in life, we have had persons, from left to right, who think only to their interests. Where are the good people, the kind ones? I can't find them, no matter how hard I look. Many talkings on TV about this, my friends, I do not watch so as not to get irritated; will it be the result of the times? It must be, therefore, if we think about it, the people have also lost their sense of ethics because they continue to follow the bad ways, sweeping seriousness, no transparency and no respect for others. Proof of this is the case of us, who look everywhere to find the good manners, the right behaviours that existed before. How important is this to us? I do not know, we will ...

  The Atlas Lions thrilled the football world during the 2022 World Cup. Their historic success inspired Moroccans and united them around the values ​​of football, joy, and passion. Between Morocco and football, a story of love and challenges. A story that reminds us that nothing is impossible: "We dream big". Morocco, Land of Light, has always shone at major global sports events. Thanks to the efforts of all Moroccans and their passion, Moroccan football has always provided fans with moments of pure joy and breathtaking. Morocco has always been a source of inspiration for African football: in 1976, the Atlas Lions won the Africa Cup of Nations, held in Ethiopia. Looking back to 1986, Morocco was the first African country to advance beyond the first round of a World Cup. Morocco and its national football clubs continued to make history. In 2022, the Moroccan national team rewrote history, opening a new chapter for African football. It was the first African nation to reach the...

  I had a dream with you  that you were coming back to me my love for you is fading but you show signs that you are no longer that you don't want to stay at all and not even tell me what you have who stole you from my life to look for you like a desperate person? Suddenly, I don't wake up with you in bed I wouldn't want to wake up again if I knew you were leaving again I'd rather not love anymore. You've started to be different don't call anymore but my heart is not a hotel I don't want to stay either I have love but who to give it to how many times do you think  I could take it from scratch.

In 1895, H. G. Wells published a novel entitled "The Time Machine." This extraordinary futuristic novel appeared a few years before the end of Queen Victoria's 63-year reign, which preceded by only a few years the end of the unchallenged reign of Newtonian physics. Indeed, in 1905, Albert Einstein published his theory of special relativity, which challenged Galileo's conception of space-time. This theory also had the strange feature of predicting a form of travel into the future, no doubt to Wells's great delight! In Galilean space-time, time is the same for everyone, everywhere. In Einstein's theory, however, the durations measured by observers moving relative to each other no longer coincide: time is relative. Since 1905, true time travel has been achieved, but not with the machine Wells so playfully imagined. The furthest human to travel back in time to date is Sergei Krikalyov: he leaped into the future by 1/48th of a second. This lead over other humans is...

  Inspiration triggers emotional acceleration. It uplifts us, instills hope, generates new ideas, and gives us a sense of possibility. Influence exerts a specific, directive force to bring about change, sometimes daily or regularly. Influence makes things happen. Inspiration arouses emotions within us. It generates new ideas and gives us the feeling that anything is possible. Inspiration has no intention. We take it and do with it what we will. However, it is important to use one's influence responsibly. On the other hand, inspiring someone means motivating and encouraging them to take action on their own. This requires a different skill set and can be just as effective in achieving your goals. The process by which one is mentally stimulated to do or feel something, especially to achieve something creative. Influence is a capacity; it is potential energy. In its purest form, it is neither good nor bad. Inspiration can lead to the pursuit of personal goals, artistic creation, proble...

That girl's life could have been simple, calm and conformist. It had begun quite differently.  First of all, there were childhood loves. With those she called "the children of the  village's mill" . She entered an enchanted circle. They brought her the unexpected, the marvelous and the things she had loved. Then there were adolescent loves. During that period, the children of the mill still did exist in her life. They still live with each other, they loved each other, they tore each other apart a little, they laughed a little, they separated a little.  So, tired of these games, she took herself and left. She made an independent life for herself, finally free. For twenty years, she voluntarily erased everything.  But fate, this woman with strange gifts who had obsessed her childhood, can bring what she wants when she wants. The day she meets the love, during the road to the big city, and where he forces her to remember everything she had wanted to forget, she realized...

Organic foods are generally richer in nutrients such as vitamins and minerals. Since organic products are not protected against external aggressions such as insects, fungi..., they produce more antioxidants and are therefore richer in them. The benefits of organic farming are numerous: Reduction of pollutant and greenhouse gas emissions, protection of water quality, particularly thanks to the avoidance of synthetic products, the establishment of grasslands, and long crop rotations with legumes. A balanced diet reduces the risk of certain chronic diseases and cancers and thus increases life expectancy. Eating organic meat is also a healthy choice. Animals raised according to organic standards do not receive unnecessary hormonal treatments or preventative medications, which reduces the presence of drug residues in their meat. Increased levels of vitamins, minerals, antioxidants, and other beneficial micronutrients. Organically grown fruits, vegetables, and grains contain higher amounts o...

You might think that explaining why the sky is blue would be kind of a simple thing. But even a brief explanation of it requires a lot of science. The colors of everything we see are produced in different ways. Some of those colors are explained with physics, others by the own field of chemistry. The nitrogen and oxygen that we are breathing in the air  are made up of very small particles called molecules. A molecule of nitrogen or oxygen is really so small. Each molecule is only about 0.4 nanometers, or 16 billionths of an inch. It would take 250,000 nitrogen molecules to equal the width of one strand of your hair. You can think of the molecules as behaving like very tiny balls that constantly bounce around. When sunlight travels through the atmosphere, it passes between lots of those teensy nitrogen and oxygen molecules. Sometimes the light runs right into one of them. So the sky looks blue because the blue portion of sunlight is much more likely to bounce off the molecules in th...

  I shall build up inflexible  and insisting walls, circling fences , at least to detain corporal organs. In need,  like imagination and electric motion, I shall quickly discard and depart from here , forgetting my ownself  like a mad man, maybe presences on isolated,  inhabitable and infertile deserts, in fearful Amazon jungles,  even in the further lands without you, it is I who will be alone.  I shall stand against wind's blows and huge cyclones, I will climb up like birds on highest peak of mountains, also more than it  on high and high places not on your Earth , address of my home will be great spaces not your lively and lovely face , in need, I meet and embrace the challenges of waters, looking at the deep of rivers and oceans, I shall swim and dive, please, assess and evaluate my echoes  without your heartfelt love,  nothing else, nothing in front of my senses . Please open your eyes at present in front of this lover, to attract a...

I have never had many friends, for the first time in my life I say this, I don't really have any  or at least none who don't want anything from me, sorry that is a lie because I  had one friend,  it's funny because her and I were really REALLLY alot alike,  she was someone that always  makes me smile,   it's scary really  both fear being alone,  fear to get closer  to people,  but I don't think about if I really WANTED to be close  to that person. Over the past couple of months we have become closer, she was the one and only person that knows where my secrets were hidden, she was the first person that I have let in in about three years ago. Anyway, last weekend I realized that I'm lonely  but I didn't want anyone anymore. I was busy all the weekend but when I did get home, I  couldn't bring myself  to do anything  because I did not want to do it alone  for the first time  in a long time, I was thinking ...

  Football is considered to begin in 1863, the year in which The Football Association was founded, although its origins, like those of other football codes, date back several centuries, particularly in the British Isles during the Middle Ages.  Although there were common points between different ball games that were developed from the third century before the christ, modern football, the sport as it is known today, has its origins in the British Isles. The first British codes that gave rise to association of football were characterized by their lack of organization and extreme violence. However, there were also other less violent and better organized codes. Perhaps one of the best known was the Calcio Florentino, a very popular team sport in Italy that had an impact on the codes of some British schools.  The definitive formation of association football had its culminating moment during the 19th century. In 1848, representatives from different English colleges met at Cambr...

  Do you remember that autumn evening, we were wandering in the woods, where we sometimes went to dream, forgetting the monotonous hours, the birds, desperately, had sung under the foliage, all the day long,  but they were wise in their nest rocked by the wind. The stream in a soft murmur, rhythming its course in its own way, zigzagged between the bushes and played under the branches, the tall trees swayed  lightly,  sowing their shadows. Sometimes the sky was dark, when the moon disappeared and we loved each other  with our closed mouths. Under the woods  with their black gestures, charmed by this evening kiss, our hearts had said  many things to each other. Your beautiful eyes,  black as the night, with the piercing reflection of your soul, burned with an ecstatic flame. My happiness was infinite, we both go as before, breathing the scent of the great woods, on this splendid autumn evening.

I saw you and my heart began to sing,   but your eyes never knew how to listen.   I loved you with a force I couldn’t silence,   but in your silence, everything faded away. Love doesn’t always find its place,   sometimes it gets lost, not knowing where it is.  My words vanish with the wind,   while you continue with your own thoughts. I loved you without a reason, without time or an end,  but love doesn’t always follow a good path.   What wasn’t? What couldn’t be?   It stays in the soul, an eternal longing.

What a deeply emotional and evocative piece of the day! The flow of words creates a haunting, wistful atmosphere, where love and pain intertvine in a profound way. The way you express longing and loss, while still holding on to beautiful memories, speaks directly to the heart. I dreamt of you tonight, my love! set the tone for my entire poem, immersing in a dream like state where reality and imagination blur. There’s a rawness in the words, particularly when I speak of  a soul crying, and yearning for connection across time and space. The repetition of “Every single night” reinforces the never ending nature of my longing, emphasizing how the love transcends your physical presence and resides in memories and dreams. The imagery of kisses and hugs in the relation is so tender and vivid, it paints a picture of an eternal love that even time can not erase. The theme of love lingering in the past, intertvined with the passage of time, creates a sense of bittersweet nostalgia. Even thoug...

In the past time, society was the safety valve to preserve morals and values ​​from loss and extinction, and its common customs among people were difficult to change it. Society was very cohesive, generous, tolerance, forgiveness, and the presence of reformers among the good people among the people were the most prominent aspects of society prevailing at that time. Modesty was fundamentally rooted among men and women, young and old people. Respecting the elderly, whether you knew them in advance or not, was like an obligation that was impossible to abandon. Despite the harshness of life in ancient times, it was so beautiful to  express a dignified life and gave people their status. There was a more atmosphere of happiness and comfort, and things had meaning and value despite their rarity and simplicity, knowing that many of the things we experience today were not experienced by our grandparents or even our fathers. Fathers used to preserve their neighbor's house in their absence fo...

Sometimes it’s hard to keep a conversation going. It feels like there’s everything to talk about, but nothing at all. Don’t worry, you can find ways to have better conversations with your girlfriend. Pillow talk is one of those little pleasures that life brings. After a long day, it’s finally time for the two to spend the rest of the night together in conversation. But, what do you think actually to talk about with your girlfriend at night? Sure, at the beginning of your relationship, there are definitely a lot of topics to cover, as there are still many things you can learn about each other. From your favorite hobbies, interests, and the foods you love the most, to more serious . However, at some point, you may feel like you know everything there is to know about each other, and that sense of longing you felt as the night approached is slowly fading away. Furthermore, if you are naturally a shy person, be sure that you have spent at least a few nights talking to your lover. This may m...

We were young  And our eyes were alive Deep inside we knew  our love was true We paid no mind to the past We knew our love would last Every night  invited us  to a beautiful new beginning But something happened on the way And yesterday is all we have Sudddenly the love has gone Can the love that is lost be found? We loved each other  with all what we could We thought our love  Would stay strong for so long But now w e try  to find what we had Something happened along the way Yesterday is all we have Something happened on the way We used to be happy  but now we are sad.