Tonight I feel the weight of my emotions upon me, for a long time I neglected them and for a long time I didn't need them. I thought that working hard and making a life was more important and I guess it really is. I completed college, got a lucrative job and diligently secured my future but now after 25 years of my life passed in these endeavours, I feel hollow. It comes and goes intermittently some nights. In these nights I have nothing to do but wish for the simple things and try to imagine a future where I didn't let her go, where I pursued the musical career with keyboard and where I didn't forget my "friend in need" for my studies. I remember her most. I chose my life and it is not over ...
Working on finding peace
Within myself and a calmness
From forgiving and letting go
“I’ve got back problems!”, yelled the old man in the back row in between his folksiness, his tendency to whistle while gargaling a gargantua size bottle of seven up.
“I don’t care how many emergency exits there are, my back hurts, and I’m trying to fucking whistle”, roared the countrified gentleman, as his long beard fluttered like the state flag of his home state of Alabama from the focused air emanating above.
“I want chips and dip but most of all, I want honesty!”, screamed the dignified elder who, despite his missing teeth, commanded respect from all who walked in his presence.
“Gimme some fucking candy” he demanded, momentarily breaking from his awkward whistling, a tightly focused ...
Embassy at work/
Workshops and advocacies/
Enriching the mind.
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Dear Fellow Dreamers,
My dreams are made of origami fantasies.
Care to join me?
Just catch a ride on a paper plane
and there you'll find me drifting
with my crane.
Kinky Eskimo ⭐
To My One True Love,
Let the stars be our guide
as we venture through the night.
Kinky Eskimo 🌟
The Heart Fable
Maybe it was because i gave my heart away to soon,
To a little boy with wobbly feet and unsteady hands,
For the way it is now covered in dirt,
Covered in dirt i gave it to a man, strong n sturdy, who held it a little too tightly,
Crushing it his palm saying it would make me stronger and i deserved it,
Eons later, walking down the beach, i found a guy with amber eyes and crooked smile, soft and dreamy, too good to be true, a little scary only for me to walk away to keep it from getting torn any further...
I am simply moved by
the kindness of others.
Those whose gentle hearts
reach out with such grace!
It is truly a beautiful
person who treats
everyone with kindness
to their back & their face.
Sensing a change in the air...
December gently walks in.
We all rush and run with care...
As we try to get things done.
A familiar stranger, a memory of a person, my words once knew. A face of beauty not often seen. A few sentences shared behind the scenes. I hope she remembers me, or i shall fade back into obscurity. And imagine a thing that shall not be.
Suele decirse que cuando nadie mira podemos ser nosotros mismos. A lo mejor por eso escribimos detrás de un avatar. Porque en realidad no somos tan libres y hay que esconderse entre letras para ser cada uno de verdad como quiere ser.
When I was alone
She was never gone
When I was caught in a tide
She was always by my side
When I was betrayed by my crush
She calmed me telling, "Don't hush"
For Christmas, only I want is this
That beside me always is my soul sis...!
had washed away
Words that she gave
she had written
she had made
with her spirit vanquished
Did her thoughts find release
Well, well, well. Here we are again, a letter at last. You know what I wanted to do a few years back? Have my life together and know where everything was going. Amateur mistake. Life is unpredictable, it really is. One day, you’re here, saying these things and doing what you think is right. The next, you’re there, saying those things and doing what you know is right. What would be easier for me is to go with the flow, which I’m doing so far. Take things in stride. Maybe start asking for answers.
Maybe one day, I’ll find a pattern in my life.
I sure hope I don’t. That would be a sad day.
You only pretend to be made of skin and bones but in reality you’re made of Love.
- Arpan Singh.
You assured me it was no fault of my own for how you broke my heart.
However damaged goods are of no use to you therefore I was left to pick up the pieces all alone.