The night is mother of the day, The winter of the spring; And ever upon old decay The greenest mosses cling. Behind the cloud the starlight lurks, Through showers the sunbeams fall; For God, who loveth all his works, Has left his hope with all. —John Greenleaf Whittier. This image does not belong to BeliJose's… Continue reading Thoughts 💭
Pillow pressing hard on my chest Emotions playing my mind like chess All these aching in my soul Darkened more than charcoal I just want to lay my thoughts to rest I press the pillow close to my chest Like a life support I just want it to suppress my pain Be my bandaid I… Continue reading Thoughts 💭
Judge not the workings of his brain And of his heart thou canst not see; What looks to thy dim eyes a stain In God’s pure light may only be A scar, brought from some well-won field, Where thou would’st only faint and yield. And judge none lost; but wait and see, With hopeful pity,… Continue reading Thoughts 💭
People of God are we. Who can defy us? Basking under a thousand suns of hope. With steely resolve, With fearless step. Today we set forth To write our destiny. —Dhoom 3 (Movie). This image does not belong to BeliJose's Fashion Hauz.
Cease every joy to glimmer on my mind. But leave, O leave the light of hope behind. —Thomas Campbell. This image does not belong to BeliJose's Fashion Hauz.
Be not afraid to pray—to pray is right. Pray if thou canst, with hope; but ever pray Though hope be weak, or sick with long delay; Pray in the darkness, if there be no light. Far is the time, remote from human sight, When war and discord on earth shall cease: Yet every prayer for… Continue reading Thoughts 💭
Be patient! O, be patient! Put your ear against the earth; Listen there how noiselessly the germ o’ the seed has birth— How noiselessly and gently it upheaves its little way, Till it parts the scarcely broken ground, and the blade stands up in day. Be patient! O, be patient!—though yet our hopes are green,… Continue reading Thoughts 💭
There are dark days When everything feels so numb Pain too deep That your veins even weep There are dark days That leave you In the hole of all your weaknesses Shadow of the world's brutality The stabs of disloyalty And man's cruel mortality Make you question your sanity The cheers of distant "friends" Fade… Continue reading Thoughts 💭
Let your love be like the misty rain, coming softly but flooding the river. —Liberian proverb. This image does not belong to Belijose's Fashion Hauz.
When you get into a tight place, and everything goes against you till it seems as if you couldn’t hold on a minute longer, never give up then, for that’s just the time and place that the tide will turn. —Harriet Beecher Stowe. This image does not belong to Belijose's Fashion Hauz.