What is love? I search my soul.
Strange as it is beautiful,
It breathes life as it is alive.
I never knew I could, to think I would.
Cigarettes after sex,
Rings of ethereal smoke.
Elusive tendrils of affections,
Broken dreams despairing hope.
Published in The Good Times.
A valedictorian, a brilliant copywriter, a non-conformist. One who doesn’t stop pursuing her dreams. One who doesn’t give up on life. A friend who surprised me for being there at my worst. Her wedding partying at The Green Door tonight 07/07/17.
Happy for you E.
Hello darkness my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again.
Happiness, the essence of living, hypothesising and pursuing it, has been a journey. I realize that the act of pursuing doesn’t make me happy, it is the discovery of joy that does.
For every adversity, I withdraw and isolate myself. They are life’s lessons and I’m digressing. The understanding of them doesn’t make me stronger, they just make me more prepared for the next one that is to come. I do not search for an equilibrium now because the act of balancing crosses over to free will.
Never take away one’s dignity by undermining it’s worth. You’ve no idea what I’ve been through to restore that.
Hold on to your heart,
If only there is light.
Everything that seems lovely,
Is but a dreamy kind delight.
If I could keep your heart for a day,
A fire on the hearth I would lay.
If I could walk miles with you,
Across the glorious blue on a rainbow hue.
Grasping cold your beauty unfolds,
On a winter’s night your whispers ride.
Vivaldi’s four seasons softly plays,
Into melancholia you carry my soul.
Are you a reason or are you here to stay.