On stage I make love to twenty five thousand people; and then I go home alone. I almost misjudged musicians have everything until Janis Joplin had enlightened me. Until next time..
Month: December 2017
Thoughts
Initially, I wondered over this for days together, in fact, it annoys me if I can't shape you. I am glad I have you and I find coziness when I mold you into ink. When I give you a structure I would comfortably be numb in it. Until next time..
Confession
I am no longer interested, confessed the suicide letter of a student. Until next time..
Cherish
I don't laugh I don't cry anymore I forgot how I used to feel about myself I forgot how good I used to feel when I write something And I forgot how I used to cherish my memories and loved ones for having them Today, it seems impossible for me to embrace the sun's warmth like before I … Continue reading Cherish
Compass
I wish there was a compass to find the directions to who am I? What am I made of? To not know me but to understand myself. In case, if you are wondering how would you use a compass to understand yourself well., I am here wondering how can you not. Until next time..
Bliss
Where the world is cold, she takes me to the deep sleep where the world is just right for me, like being in a cradle put to sleep by the God himself; nothing could worry me, nothing can possibly agonize me, a perfect bliss and when I wake up feeling drowsy, my agony, my restlessness … Continue reading Bliss
Silent
Silent I love the sound of you, There's no nothing, You are what you are, You make me what I am, And most of all, You let it be, Thank you for being here Until next time..