159 days = 22 weeks and 5 days. Ask yourself, what do you do with 159 days? You go on a long trip. Fly across oceans and conquer all the land borders you can find. Drink too much. Meet people. Fall in love. Fall in lust. Get lost. Lose yourself. 159 days = 22…
Endless white walls. Her eyes closing. Dark stretched canvas. Without playing a single note. Blue hues, with drops of rain. Scratches of red wine. Etched in the wood work.
You close your eyes, trying to drown in silence. In the darkness of midday. Everyone gets lost around you. Mindlessly, on loop.
Tonight, the questions keep on coming. Like the rain, drops slowly pouring in to your open window. You ask, you beg, you pray, you yell, you surrender. Still, the questions remain unanswered. With the whys contradicting the hows, each time leaving you more confused than the last.
In you, I surrender. A step closer — my soul completely vanishes. Into you, I ache. Your stunning lips mend the uncompromising wounds. With you, I soar. Slight kiss reveals what was long forgotten. For you, I’ll live. Every second — you whisper a thousand truths. —- This photo was taken last weekend at dawn (Calatagan,…
In the spirit of the recently concluded Oscar awards, I graciously accept the nomination from the lovely Ashley Cameron of ashleycameronwriting.wordpress.com. She writes amazing poems so please do check out her blog. Before anything else, rules first:
Today, I caught a glimpse of the date and realized that first month of the year just ended. Sounds cliché but the time indeed went by so fast. Looking back, did I accomplish anything writing wise over the past months? Let’s see: