FOR POETRY

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.

Your eyes speak a thousand words  the blinks of your eyes are like ponctuations your fluttering eyelids are an act of affirmation your thin eyelashes confirm your adoration your pupil is the window  to your soul in its perfection your soul so deep  plumbs the depths of  love a love that is feminine and that only you can concur.

We shouldn't cross in the streets beautiful looks of beautiful creatures, no more hearing voices of those sirens with illegal perfumes, I did not deny,  I didn't even manage to regret when I'm against her,  and when we love,  first of all we don't count. We forgive one day all the acts,  we hardly forget the effects of love, an abnormal story but beautiful same news. First I love you,  but what can I do if I love her too? And yet there are so many  who love no one, do we know if love exists? When music is pretty, tell me who deserves  the love for a lifetime?

Life goes on as usual in the old neighbourhood where all the neighbours knew each other. Life in the neighbourhood was very quiet. The open window let the cheerful sound of the strings of an old guitar be heard. The sound came from the first floor, our friendly singer was preparing for a talent contest organised by a TV programme. In addition, there was a concert taking place all over the country. The neighbour on the second floor decided to go out and was carrying a piece of paper, where she had written down everything she had to bring. She was dressed very simply and wore only a medal around her neck as a decoration. She did not have a good day, as when she went to pay at the supermarket, they told her that the bill was not enough and she had to go back with the shopping trolley completely empty.  On the way to her street it started to rain. She had neither an umbrella nor a raincoat and the amount of water increased with each step she walked. On the way back she lied to her husb...