And on some days…. Her appearance raises curiosity about her life's journey, achievements and story as a whole. You see her and you say to yourself: I've got to know her. How telling makes her feel vulnerable, how empty and broken it leaves her, how it brings up old episodes buried in the deep to… Continue reading NO ONE SHOULD KNOW!
girl pondering Ponder on the above heading again. Have you said this in the past or you are saying it right now? Chances are you did all or some of the points below. Now this post isn’t focused on you but the many others behind you right now that are thinking about making an unwittingly… Continue reading I DIDN’T KNOW I COULD DO IT/ BE IT, SO I SETTLED FOR LESS
As 2019 winds up, I have come to terms with the following in my life. Death - A neccessary end. Everyone must and will die and no one knows the time, place or manner it will occur. Your money, achievements or connections cannot prevent its occurrence. We all have a very limited time here on… Continue reading Reflections and projections
When the dusk draws its curtains Thoughts of a day well spent lingers Actions and repercussions Missions and omissions Love recieved and given Kindness shown and stings of bad moments felt Givings and misgivings Happiness/celebration and grief Achievements and underachievements Goals crushed and those postponed. When the dusk draws its curtains All that is left… Continue reading The Spark
Follow me closely and take a good look at what you see right now, this desolation will be filled with mighty presence, this desert will be inhabited and watered, this cloak shall be an adornment of luxury. These eyes shall sparkle Look at me Mr, this uncertainty shall birth resolution. Take a good look at… Continue reading LOOK HERE!!!
Write me a story, a story of love, a story of togetherness and bliss, of making everyday count, of ambitions and hope, of laurels and cheers. Write me a story, a perfect story that despair is illusive, pain is vanquished and all that there is, is winning Write me a story, a story of happiness,… Continue reading A PERFECT STORY
Who the hell do you think you are Mr? Invading the privacy of my tender heart. Mr slick talker with the smoothest vocal cord ever. One word from him is like the look of chicken thigh glazed with honey, glistering in the sun. Who the hell do you think you are Mr? Vandalizing my defenses… Continue reading TAKEN