28 Aug
everything perfectly fits.
like the cork in your french red wine.
preserving the greatness of my 28 years.
doing it wonderfully.
yet i crave for mundane things
like hotdog in my spaghetti.
eerily domestic.
unclassy.
i crave the lack of expectations.
the lack of intelligent conversation.
at least 10 hours per week please.
Rejuvenation
Originally uploaded by Mr. Greenjeans
25 Aug
Raindrops fall from the rooftop
into the open arms of the grass
seeping into the heat of the earth
drenching it with coolness.
And each passing wind
carries a whisper of promise
that something will be better
after the sky’s grieving.
A breaking of my soul upon
the twilight of my darkest hour
and the mild shadow of yourself
enters my dream and i wonder…
are you the [...]
22 Aug
she wants to get drunk.
The type of drunk that you become when you finish a large bottle of cuervo and half a case of san mig light. The type of drunk that you go vomitting at the curb outside the bar. So drunk that you do crazy things like jump down stairs, slap a random [...]
21 Aug
Seethe
Photo originally uploaded by cynezero
In the pale moonlight
the moon glitters against
the calm of the ocean.
It used to be picturesque.
Peaking during midnight,
cradling sweet unfulfilled dreams.
But tonight, the strokes of the darkness
complement the silence
and the night plots its course.
The sea lies unflustered
but the wind is searing…
my calmness has been crossed.
Watch my wrath.
20 Aug
do you know that i spend 6 pm to 7 pm looking at my mobile phone waiting for it to ring?
because it is the usual time that you call me to tell me that you are coming.
do you know i spend every hour of my day looking through the doors?
i am simpy waiting for you to step [...]
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