There are summer night's
I have felt while reading books
Moments of Flying in the clouds of
Where I have felt
From the vibrations
Of the picture in my mind's eye
Created solely by built sounds
Or scribbled notes
Someone that had turned their dreams
Into a tangible reality
Experiencing their arts
In the paradox of your mind
Actually Allowing Yourself
Something from Someone
That's what it will feel like when I meet you.
I am taking time to reflect, rebuild and rebound every day I can.
And that endeavor is always the domain of the letter.
"Keep smiling, because life is a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about."
"The principles of true art is not to portray, but to evoke."
- Jerzy Kosinski
"There are two basic motivating forces: fear and love. When we are afraid, we pull back from life. When we are in love, we open to all that life has to offer with passion, excitement, and acceptance."
As I walked downtown to escape from lifelessness, there was a disheartened damsel sitting at a vintage themed tea shop. Her eyes enticing, caught by the sunlight that passes through the window, nonchalantly make everyone trapped in the spell behind them.
Everything in her that lingers is shaped by the past. The skin that seals her flesh is of ill will; her hands so gentle that caress the face of innocents are tied with strings of her own fears; and her trembling feet which make her stand to fight are firmed by the rigid hammers of critics.
Just like how her hair danced with October wind, her mind is frigid and freely played. All naked eyes see her old and bold soul as a gauge of sinfu...
WRITING CHALLENGE | SHORTIES
Write a poem or short story using 20 words or less based on the illustration below.
Tag your letters, "shorties".
- the head lettrist
"You can’t make anyone love you, trust you, or even like you. If they don’t, it’s not your responsibility to change the way they think of you. It’s your responsibility to change the way you think of yourself."
The Sun watches
What I do,
The Moon knows
all my secrets.
“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”