Sad … But It’s Easier to be Icy

By: Monica Pana

 

“Spiritual diseases are no longer treated with hot teas, but with cold showers.”

 

I do not know exactly who said this, but he’s right. Often we are cold, we feel insecure and it’s hard for us to give a hug. Maybe age is to blame. A child is much warmer and more affectionate. He feels the need and he expresses that by simply offering.

 

We always want warmth, a good thought, a few words of encouragement. We need to hear and see. Although it is a paradox, despite the fact that we can hear, see and speak, we are largely deaf, blind and mute. We do not hear cries for help, we do not see the sadness that occurs behind a crafty smile, we do not console thru words the wounded hearts.

 

We do not want to treat a broken soul. We look with an icy and lost look to those around us without making them understand why. Angel eyes hide a demonic mind. A broken heart, bandaged in a stone of confusion. We produce in them doubts about their own existence. We forget them and then we need their warmth. But, eventually… human nature is cold. We live with disappointments, we disappoint others and, after that, we give up the need for warmth.

 

Sad… but it’s easier to be icy and to protect yourself than to risk and be fulfilled.

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California Dreamin’

By:- Charles Coakley Simpson

Cali was a cute little suffer girl from Santa Ana.

She was about this tall, had a sweet laugh, great smile,

deliriously long caramel-colored hair,

and a nice little IM.

We liked to pretend we were in love.

She used to send me photos

of herself in the dressing room at the mall

with her iPhone while she was sitting in Physics class.

“There’s more where that came from,” she would wink.

She took me for a drive one night—

just her, her iPhone, and I.

We ended up out on the beach where

she lay me out bedside her on a blanket, flipped me open,

and began texting with a warm, seductive voice

into my ear.

I thought I was roaming.

“Touch me—here,” she teased.

And forwarded me a photo of the inside of her thigh.

I was all thumbs.

I moved my hand slowly up the inside of her LCD.

She giggled as I started caressing her Instagram application.

“Do you love me?” She purred.

“I thought we were pretending.” I replied.

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Creation

By:- Roman

Creating the figures

of life
With the hand

of thoughts
Mudding

the emotions
Fueling

with breathes !
Words are the bricks

and
Bricking the walls of words…

Is a never-ending process !

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An Addiction

 Your curious looks

curvy like brooks

Tossed my heart, tore me apart

Your reddened face

lips up for praise

Raised eyebrows, clear and close

Slight smile of thee

hypnotizes me

Deeper I sink in sea, never sets me free

But Remember !

You need no verbs to describe your nerves

I know

where you stand, how hard you pretend

When you gazed a star, traversed alone and far

Remember !

I am there

As long as you despair

I will wait, until you repair

Your traces and faces

Because this is no love

In my words

“An Addiction !!!”

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Photography by :- Paul Militaru

Poetry by :- Isolated_girl

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Be-Aware! of the clouds, In 2017

You said

We had our own sky

Only the clouds

Mis-lead us

By floating, And creating

Illusions,

Hallucinations,

Into our minds

Does that mean

We need to clear our visions?

Or, we need to clear the clouds?

I know,

The sky is there

And will be gone no-where,

Until we are gone !

Then,

What is the ultimate reason

For the reason?

To clear the sky?

Or, To clear the vision?

But,

What is the sky?

What are the clouds?

Which ones are mine?

And, which ones are thy-ne?

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We have our own sky,no matter where we lie, in the sky or in the clouds so high. The clouds float, cover our sky , hide our visions, for no good reasons and change like seasons. Why clouds are there?, everywhere, so that we care, and its no rare, to include the clouds, in our prayer?

These clouds distract us, our thoughts, our ultimate goals, and the good reasons, for which we are here on this Earth. So, What are our goals? To abolish the clouds, the wandering clouds and to clear our sky, clear our visions, for the good reasons and be a constant season? So that, our sky shines clearer, brighter and everyone admires its beauty.

The New Year 2017 starts. We have our own goals, dreams, thoughts and better visions  and resolutions for the year.Lets not let clouds mislead us,dis-tract us and create illusions into our minds. Lets make our sky beautiful,which shines like the diamond, inside this space.

We are here “Pax Et Dolor” team wishing you grand Happy New Year 2017 and wishing for abolish-ment of clouds from our sky-s.

Thank-You so much for being with us ! Your love and support is priceless.

@PaxEtDolor Magazine

paxetdolor@gmail.com

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#Be aware of the clouds !!!

Clouds concept-Roman

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Breath Breeze Biddings

By: Jonathan Noble

Over the seas and through the valleys blows numinous breeze;

Over mountains grand and great forest stands, band of angels

Whisper sing to bring an extraordinary message from up above

In love expressed from an esoteric pool to school us in serenity;

There is a long song in the air to prepare us for a spiritual affair,

An Immanuel flare to repair the broken, which we dare not miss!

As Father Christmas bids New Year come, then let there be cheer

Among all who are near and dear without any thought of fear . . .

Season’s greetings and happy holy days with shining heart rays!

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