I had a dream last night. It was just as strange as the most interesting dreams of mine have been. I don’t really know how to feel about it. I wasn’t necessarily frightened. I wasn’t excited either. I was probably sort of curious. --- I was standing in line, along with my family. My parents were ahead, followed by me, then my little sisters. It was...
I am human. Even so, to me, it is the most incomprehensible concept. Yes, I’m referring to us, human beings. Isn’t it funny how we are what it is, but we can never fully understand how we got here, this time and place. We never know how these feelings work and why they’re there. What do we live for? We reach a certain age, and feel like it’s the perfect time to decide our...
Happy memories keep clinging, I try to balance it with all the sad thoughts, all the things that could make me hate; The thousands I know I could list forty days ago. I’m amazed to find myself digging and couldn’t name any, nothing I could state. I couldn’t make any sense out of letting go. Disoriented. Came these thoughts that keep us away from sanity. Was it...
You laid out a smile for the world to see Hoping it would reach souls sincerely You stare at unfortunate individuals Picturing yourself in their shoes and rituals You observe other beings around you Guessing and supposing their life issues You try to tell yourself you’re not alone But only to find you’re lonely and just lost your throne The constant battle in your head The...
Through the looking glass, they watched her. She was broken for a while. Oh, they sure know all the sequence. It started out in a night so cold, always the perfect medium for an exchanging of words like such; a dialogue of two opposing ideas and impressions. Two that will never blend. Almost like the diversity in rationality between science and religion. Neither parties...
Once, there was warmth. I enter the room, everything white. The room is two stories high. A skylight lit up the room. Brisk blue is above you. Four walls painted in lily-white encloses. Photographs rest on their surface. Four walls have them in black frames. Plain and simple, no need of embossment. Its aim is to draw focus on the image it contains. One side of the room...
She had dreams. She had painted the meadows blue She had tinted the ocean green But she didn't realize there was more than switching hue But sure, she had dreams. ... She thought she had dreamt. She could've whisked through pink fields She could've floated in apricot sea Although it wasn't quite an attempt, Oh, she had dreamt. ... There could...
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