Summer.
With the blue sfternoon skies
The red evening ones
Summer is here.
The clear night skies of twinkling stars
The warm breezes and the cool sodas
Summer is here.
The sounds of insects and of birds
The sounds of people going around
Summer is here.
The summer where you once again wait
The summer where you let go
The season of change
The season of the same old patterns
Night stars and the stories we share
The dawn comes and walls collapse
The summer of love is here.
Something new
It's been a year now,
I bow you a goodbye and turn around
I'm not going to lie that I don't miss you anymore
But, that is just something I've got to live with.
I take my steps towards something new.
I can still feel your blessings from afar
Something new that doesn't include you
Something new that you can't see or talk about anymore
That something new is hollow without you now
But that's just something I have got to live with.
I wish you were here for my something new
“You don’t pass or fail at being a person, dear.”
— Neil Gaiman
Addicted to the touch,
addicted to the way skin feels under my fingers,
The way each muscle moves,
the mysterious eyes which hold the secrets
and the lips which spill them.
I am addicted to humans,
the way each soul tells a story
and the way each heart bleeds.
The way everyone one's mind is engraved with some words
And the way every soul misses someone's touch.
I am addicted to humans.
Seek Your Inner Peace ICNBUYS Zen Garden
I whisper my wish to the starts above.
I'm granted rains and wind.
I whisper my wish to the sun
I'm granted hot summer.
I whisper my wish to moon.
I'm granted clounds and snow.
I whisper my wish to the people
I'm granted pain and disgust.
I whisper my wish to myself.
I'm granted trust and strength.
Spilled ink
Her dark hair is falling over her naked shoulder and nape.
Spilling all over the white linen sheets like a writers mistake.
Weird thoughts that just pop in my head ENJOY~
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