blogging · Postaday2012 · Project365

I can only see tears in her eyes

As I wave bye to my love,
Past,
I only can think of her,
Present,
Tear pouring through her eyes,
Gone,
Makes me feel lesser than ever,
Now,
For as she cries, I cry,
Forever,
But forever aint for now,
Its only saved until later.

Richardo

Have you ever only been caught up by the present but to know it will hurt more in the future?

Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson

blogging · Postaday2012 · Project365

My Thoughts Escape Me

Man thinking on a train journey.
Man thinking on a train journey. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I got so much on my mind to keep track of, so I fight to store my thoughts before they get overwritten by new thoughts.  I must admit this has been the most creative and hardest year I have ever had.  Challenges keep popping up and I keep standing up to them.  With all things I do comes many designs and strategy I have to remember.  As a writer, I am deep into being become a published one.  As a reader, I am flipping through pages, reading the words, memorizing the message, and executing the knowledge.

When I was in college I mean I was really quick with knowledge, but in a different caliber.  Now I have grown, my decisions precise, my risks calculated, and my thoughts fresh.  I love my blog so much for helping my grow.  I would have never thought I would be such a writer and to be able to be so diverse.

I believe in myself and I worked so hard to be creative and versatile in all that I do, and I so thankful.  I try to keep myself settled and humbled with a smile.  It’s hard to be me right now, but I hang on and keep the faith, and most of all hold onto to my thoughts.

What has been on your mind lately?  Are you thoughts slowing down or speeding up?

Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson

Postaday2012 · Project365 · sports

Passionate Fans & Rivals Become Friends

Manchester United
Manchester United (Photo credit: sanpani)

 

I was at work and a customer came in, and though I couldn’t help him exactly, we had an amazing short conversation.  I saw he was wearing a Manchester United shirt, and being a super soccer fan we got the talking after I mentioned his shirt.  I was like I am a Chelsea fan, and we both smile as our team were rivals of each other.  We become talking scores and the past season and mentioning the current EURO 2012 Champion games.  Then we started sharing life stories, and our intense passion for the sport.  I met a new friend.  It was like on the best part of the day.  So a small inquiry for a sale, turned into a 20-25 minute conversation.  His name was Patrick, originally from England.

What do you think?  Have you ever met a stranger and became friends?

Thanks for reading
Richardo Wilson