who say's Women are made to be loved, not to be understood
who say's Women are made to be loved, not to be understood as most knowing writers said they didn't understand the nature of women personally i find that Every woman wants a man who respects her for her values, virtues and ethics. She wants a man who is proud of her strong character and her unique personality. A woman who loves you truly will never ask you to buy her expensive gifts or take her to expensive places. She won’t ask for diamonds, rubies or a promise to bring her a world of luxuries. She just wants your love, care and attention. She wants you to spend a lot of quality time with her and appreciate her for all that she does for you out of love and affection. Every woman is unique in her own way and she wants to be the most appealing woman in her man’s life. A woman’s heart is so full of love for the man of her life that she just gives it freely even for the little he does for her. She doesn’t want commitments and promises she just wanted to be loved to the core.. a woman can be catastrophically in love with you inside her but won't show you her feelings until you take the first step and get closer to her and even that she wont reveal his love to you just because she want know if you have a reciprocal feelings toward her also she may also try to make you jealous talking with other men just to take your attention and make u one fire from inside to realy know if u realy love her and if you are brilliant you will see the love she have for you throught his eyes simply because the eyes are the door to the soul and the road to the heart When she cries hold her. When she's sad make her laugh. When she's angry kiss her. When she's worried say you love her. Call her baby, kiss her when you see her. Hug her for no reason. Hold her hand. Tell her she's beautiful. Listen to her talk and look into her eyes. Hold her in your arms and make her feel like she's the only woman in the world. Show her your weakness and she will make you stronger. Show her your love and she will give you her heart. Make her smile and she will make your world. While in the movies, put your arm around her and then she will automatically put her head on your shoulder, then lean in and tilt her chin up and kiss her lightly. Lay down under the stars and put her head on your chest so she can listen to the steady beat of your heart, link your fingers together while you whisper to her as she rests her eyes and listens to you. Hold her close when she’s cold so she can hold you too .Sit on top of her and tell her how much you love her and then bend down to her face and kiss her while you’re sitting on her.You’ll never know when she needs just a little more love ..
Moods Colors
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Viewed from the outside
Borne aloft on potent waves
Of Emotion's tides
I struggle against the current
Surrender all control
Drowning in the waters
As the cold enters my soul
My moods must be confusing
And it must be cruel to see
A soul become a captive
To pain and misery
Sword,
Hilt of a heart.
Dazzling shine.
Stainless steel,
Amulet of the wolf.
Dark marks,
Sharp fangs.
Don't mess with me today...
Your hairs are like a light rain clouds;
Dwelling in nostalgic, lovely moods;
Debris of a sundown sky’s emotion
Remains in a worship of a devotion ;
Her tears of delight drop, one by one;
A cool shower poured in by someone,
In a dazzling, elegant, alluring surprise,
Graceful, charming, relationships arise!
The mirrors of a moon’s cheeks
reflects lightly on sweaty peeks;
while I reside, in low mild moods;
Carrying her inside the wild woods.
Life is ambient colours,
We are shades in the spectrum
The light bends around us,
We are aura upon life
Brightness,
Transparency,
Illuminated
Are we upon the world, we are
But like a prism, moods can change
From one to another, a less bleak
Aura can blend with situations
And once vibrant can
Diminish
Subside
Uninspired
Life can drag you down,
Became a shadow of our
Former self,
Our ambient colours of life
Can brighten up others days,
Or drag others down, We have
Auras of colours that
Can be as illuminated as any day,
Or swallow us in the gloom,
We are easel, a mixture of colours,
Each slightly changing to the moods life plays..
Birth develops into marriage as folk grow.
Wedding rings and precious things.
All trinkets in life's treasure box.
Makes for divorce from a marriage of minds.
Love anew for one or two.
A second chance, not marriage tho.
Maybe to last until the end of blessed time.
With luck.
As the sky rips apart.
Sprinkled with pastel pink.
Maybe portents of potent storms to come.
Morning moon glazed.
White feather misted cloud covering.
Almost icing sugar dust.
Seems to protect her presence from winters icy blast.
Early morning.
A plane rips a bright slice through the sky.
As she journeys home from temperate climes.
Roofs dusted with the gift of Jack Frost and his magic wand.
The morning changes hue.
The ice slips into melting hearts.
As love shouts loudly till death do us part!
life it as its moods it can change each day
we just never know what it brings our way
what is round the corner what it has in store
will it be like yesterday or the day before.
it is unpredictable we really just cant tell
will it make life nice or just a living hell.
we just never know what its mood will be
what it hold for us we have to wait and see
Life is a special gift
To live it happily
To struggle it strongly
To manage it boldly
Each and every moment a miracle
Was explained as easily as possible
To see its beauty,Its purity
To suffer,fail,gain at the same stage
A phase to cherish,a path to realize
A way to cry,a wish to dream
A surprise to reveal
A silent tear,a beautiful smile
A long way to go
Tasting failures,success with equal zeal
Its surely a big deal!
By Aliza Kashmala Kiran