Losing is not always losing. Self-slapping is the shaking of the flowerpot that fell from the balcony to life. One step further with each slap is to run to the victory trophy.
This must be what they call experience. The defeats in man's life are the first rays of the sun after pitch darkness.
Unfortunately, we are renewing a life that we opened our eyes to with defeat, as a result of training sessions in order to score a solidarity goal. Purification is to get rid of the filth, those with bad hearts, and those whose lives are full of lies.
We owe them thanks, we should always have loyalty.
Essence of Humanity - Poetry
Life can be complicated
Most of the time it is
It is not known to human beings.
Is harmony or chaos come first?
Both can give birth to each other actually
Rows of steps feed each other
Differences are always important to exist.
Harmony and chaos are opposite to each other
A whole of contrasts in life
Contrasts create action and reaction between them.
Action and reaction give each other a chance to exist
So everything exists in its opposite
Every existence is a branch of a rooted tree
Our branch breaks first and then dries.
Branch breaking for man is death itself
Size change is an opportunity for every living creature
Drying root for human is apocalypse in the world
The apocalypse of the world is in love with its contents
Self to man is more than a mortal body
His body dies, the essence of man is the one who turns
Harmony and confusion have such a relationship
Losing on their field, you can miss with their foot tricks, you can fall with their trips, you may even stumble and limp, but your roots get stronger. Because courageous people cling to life with love.
It is a difficult and painful road, the way of honorable people. It sets up its place with pain, sorrow, compassion and compassion. Sadly, it is the dress that suits us best. Even in our happiest moment comes crying with joy. Flowing tears make our hearts clearer and cleanse each time.
In this life, there is no more flowery way than walking without taking the blame and paying the blame. Those who weigh with their conscience and love with their hearts have always known to be happy. They know it even an honor to even lose.
The rose is beautiful, but it owes the thorns to stand up and to be beautiful. To be the most beautiful rose of spring.
In an era when everybody is awake, everybody is acrobat and trickster, I always want to score from my left side. I always want to lose. They boast that I won. I brag that I saved myself from them.
People should shine like a star - Poetry
Beaches occupied by building heap and dirt
Every soul loves cleanliness
From garbage people create mountains of garbage
Sparkles are the honor of the seas
The bad is always left out and lonely
Love runs with beauty
One should be able to say to the world in line
Clouds are friends of my happiness
Open up living space for animals and people
It would be unfair if I just call you my rose
Your smile is the key that opens all doors that I love
She does not kiss every beauty
If you can't plant flowers, plant positive energy.
Love is deceit, life clinging. Cheating is a treacherous ambush. The cheater eventually falls into his foolish pit.
It does not suit me to be successful in short runs, I run a marathon. It is my desire to water the roses that I planted with my labor and love. Short-cut material and moral gain spoils the factory settings of my conscience. There is no need for it. I like the slope, I want to reach happiness by being out of breath. Easy has never been my equal.
Make your exam difficult so that it is a taste of the exam.
Simplicity is beauty. If you care for the soul, you will have a lasting beauty. I like to offer the harm to myself and my friends.
Life and quality require grace, kindness, grace is as thin as the membrane inside an onion. I kiss the hearts of those who have it.
