El lugar es oscuro, las paredes de piedra rezuman humedad. Camino por el pasillo angosto y salgo a un rellano justo cuando un cantico se alza en el silencio de la oscuridad. "Veinticino, quince, levítico" Me giro, un amigo me está mirando mientras me pide disculpas. Acaricio sus mejillas y en su piel hay una marca con la forma del continente africano. Despierto.
5 June 28, 2019, 09:24 0¿Cuántas veces despertaste a medianoche, Dante? ¿Cuántas veces fuiste atrapado por el deseo de seguir creando en el lienzo aquello que soñabas? Artista eres. Artista naciste. Con mil colores corriendo por tus venas, buscando una salida. Mil emociones recorriendo tu alma buscando llegar al mundo y llenarlo con algo más que días grises y noches silenciosas. Tú, con el arte, llevas sueños a los corazones, Dante. Lo que nadie te dijo nunca, es lo frágil que es el corazón de un artista.
13 December 05, 2020, 07:47 2Odias tu trabajo,pero sigues haciéndolo ya que es algo "seguro", el miedo te detiene tanto. Y te preguntas ¿algún día podré superar ese miedo? , ¿Qué pasaría si está vez decido hacerlo?, y empiezas a emocionarte, pero de pronto el miedo llega sin invitación nuevamente, está tan acostumbrado a llegar cuando quiere, sin avisar sin ser invitado a pasar ya que siempre se sale con la suya y te detiene. En cuestión de segundos borra todos tus planes e ideas.
3 May 04, 2019, 01:23 0In an ancient place, a traveler found a broken statue. Its worn-out surface held stories from long ago. The wind whispered, "Shattered dreams can create a brighter future." Those words lifted the traveler's spirit, reminding them that challenges bring new beginnings and possibilities. With newfound hope, the traveler left, carrying the wind's message in their heart. Even amidst loss, dreams and hope prevail.
9 November 28, 2023, 14:51 1As humans, we often get lost in our fantasies, creating elaborate worlds where anything is possible. However, these illusions can remain just that - figments of our imagination. I too, built a world around someone, but have since realized they were nothing but an illusion. It is a harsh realization, but I must move on and focus on reality. Although dreams should not consume us, holding onto their hope is important.
8 June 21, 2023, 15:24 0I do not want to sleep, I don't want to dream I don't want to feel I do not want to live. Alcohol scrambles my brain. Caffeine runs through my veins. Insomnia destroys my mind. Your absence softens my spirit. I know none of this is real But I can't get you out of me I gave you my heart, without thinking. Now I can't get you off my mind.
7 June 25, 2022, 12:13 4I wanted to enter the Chasing Dreams Event but every time I sat down to write I couldn't. The only thing that I came up with was a title: Living in an Endless Dream. Since I couldn't write, I edited chapters of the book I'm releasing on June 9. I reviewed lots of chapters as a beta reader for other authors, I got the inspiration for a new book, but nothing for the event. Fortunately this morning, when I was about to give up and go on with my other ongoing stories, an idea popped into my mind.
4 May 26, 2023, 17:47 1In 1 second, you could have an idea. In 1 minute, you could have a friendly chat with somebody. In 1 hour, you could have meditated or exercised. In 1 day, you could have done every chore for a week. In 1 month, you could learn a new craft. In 1 year, you could become a professional athlete. In 1 lifetime, you could accomplish every dream you’ve had. Have you?
0 January 01, 2019, 12:39 0... 5° La desesperación llega después, con la frustración cogidas de las manos. Sientes que tu ira disminuye y da paso a esa sensación de nudo en la garganta como el dolor de cabeza característico después de haber estado apretando los dientes durante tanto tiempo...
11 October 16, 2020, 20:05 0I don't really want to be popular; I just really want a million fans. Yikes, I hate living in those fantasies That make you want to dream of seas; Of mountains you can't climb. It means nothing to me; none of it does. Popularity, drama, none matter. I wish to be hermit or recluse, anyhow, Even if it takes a thousand snarls: Or maybe, be it a million eyes.
4 February 17, 2022, 11:26 1Woke up in night not sure of why, overed in sweat and tears for I not know what I was dreaming. My thoughts have been becoming more realistic for which i dont know what real or fake. The fear on which i get when I dream of the black figure lurking in my mind. Tall, and skinny with no eyes yet a large mouth with teeth sharp and pointy bigger than my fingers. Its screach is so load it shivers my skin into the most cold and frightening sense of it, just to wake up next morning like nothing happened
4 July 26, 2023, 18:27 0People who live in poverty Who have never seen wealth Don't know what they don't have Until they get a taste. People who have a good life And have dreams of more Don't expect that more is real Until they get a taste. I have never been poor I have never been in want But I have had dreams Their sweetness fresh Upon my waking lips.
5 January 24, 2023, 14:10 0Eran las mismas calles, los mismos edificios, hasta el mismo supermercado y yo lo sabía, pero no era igual. De hecho, era mejor, se veía más bonito, mucho más limpio y el atardecer era, como siempre, hermoso. Pero no me sentía tranquila, a gusto. No era mi hogar. Pero al ver mi realidad, al despertar, me hubiera gustado que lo fuera.
9 May 28, 2021, 16:33 0And I looked to skies, Where my hopes lied, Where my dreams bide, I asked the sky, How long will I have to wait for the pain to subside? What will happen if the pain never dies? And the sky said to my tender heart, Keep looking up to me, Where your hopes lie, Where your dreams bide, I'm never giving up on you.
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