Love, Aya.
There’s a hole in the river where a memory lies. From the land of the living to the air and the sky.
A girl arrives with wisdom in her eyes.
Bearing freedom within which seem never to die. She’s got many battles ahead, the obscure to spread.
Never ending roads while travelling with her will carry you away forever, says a whisperer. Her possessions are causing suspicion, but there is no proof. Her house has no roof.
She is hoping someday you’ll join. Wondering if you can.
Then you flipped the coin. Which shared a lonely fly;
For the whisperer anticipates a cry,
You knew nothing to reply.
The following tortures you,
Punishes your views.
Scares you till you flavor despair
And the force brings a smile on your lovely killers face.
Time stands still.
Now, all you dream of is a thrill,
Her touch and her kiss
As whisperers push you to resist.
Murdered from inside
you aim to remember her eyes.
Quietly and to your surprise
You realise you have survived.
To look upon the sky
And discover something to fight.
When the moon is the only light
and what you fear is the night,
You long for yesterday,
for she is still in your mind.
Yours, Aya©
How to stay authentic in a conversation when there is an infinite amount of possibilities at any given point to react to something said? The balance between being nice but saying your opinion plays a significant role when you want to be respected and valued for your company and it all lays in the choice of your words. Here is my favorite trick on how to get people to like you but still be critical.
The art of connecting positively to people in a conversation while being a very honest and truthful friend lays in your ability to promote ideas. If you can show people that you like their opinion and agree with them, you’ll probably connect very quickly. Being a Yes Man is great, but for the reason of staying authentic on topics you may not agree with, just add an extension. In a small talk, this can happen very casually. When talking about serious topics like politics or religion, you may want to agree with what has been said and then point out what the differences in your opinion are. When you want to engage with the story that someone is telling you, try to recognise a fragment of the story by comparing it to something positive. Show your respond by pointing out the situations match. Keep in mind that it should just be for fun and make sure to tease a bit before you move to the next topic.
We all have that one friend who is always up to something fun, but seems a bit lost. In his rush, he tends to agree with anything that someone throws at him. In the following, he quickly loses his reputation of being a good adviser and friend, which can lead to a severe identity crises, and all of it just because of a lack of communication skills and understanding progression. We should promote each other, and when you find a sad Yes Man advise him to always add an extension of his view. He’ll feel better and you too.
I hope this could inspire you to be a kind, encouraging person who cares but still is observant and critical. Make sure to leave a comment, if you agree but want to add your opinion which I’d love to read!
An open space of joyful matter was making me smile every time I entered it. You lightened my thoughts, not knowing that I completely lost myself in you. My starved eyes never experienced the great, sparkle now from extasy, buzzed by the moment of feeling your presence.
Teasing my way in the realm of your goddess, millions of tickling elves raise above my shoulders, melting together their power, to yet easily set me up with wings and make me fly for I have just understood what love is. I am flying for you, my love. Your tender approach hit me harder than any force on earth. Unarmed I am forever devoted to you.
Now, tell me before you’ll leave me again. Who are you? Your game is too devine for me to understand, for I am just another girl who loves. But you keep reminding me for your hungry need of me. Hurry now my love; I am dying.
Fearless I have faced existing, proved you my brave Lionheart but yet still you try to play me, unconscious of the beauty you are revealed to. Run love; soon there will be nothing left in me. Not even life itself. Before I’ll get to meet you, the thing you loved about me, the thing that changed you, will be dead.
Enslave your pride, your overweight greed and anger and you’ll be forgiven. I already starved, prayed and served for the two of us. In return I want you to reveal your mellow face to me, for I could have never imagined that the moon does in fact really smile and just before I knew he did, he did it only for me.
Yours, Aya.©