I remember when she told him:
-I hate your weakness.
-I hate your mind’s unreal world.
-I hate my choice of you.
-Maybe I should hate you – too!… and I understand her.
Skrivpuff: Kom ihåg.
I remember when she told him:
-I hate your weakness.
-I hate your mind’s unreal world.
-I hate my choice of you.
-Maybe I should hate you – too!… and I understand her.
Skrivpuff: Kom ihåg.
in strengthened thoughts
they moved their bodies gently
to farthest beyond
Carpe Diem: Find the silence.
eyelids opened
when white sails whispered
tuned in love song
Carpe Diem: Find the silence.
sweet dreams
your heart comes closer
a fleeting kiss
Carpe Diem: Find the silence.
in late fading light
I imbibe the scent of you
moving closer
Carpe Diem: Find the silence.
Thinking about
misty life and
social appearance.
Thinking about
cyber life and
real living.
Thinking about
everything
far beyond
all that.
percolated thoughts
is to evaluate good from inhuman and evil
life philosophy
Daily Prompt: Percolate.
Closest from ‘far away’
touching it’s orbits bayIn the end of the day
for clear sky pray-Why do you stay?
-To shoot the MOON, I say
En tanke for bort.
Tog en helt ny väg
än den gamla vanliga.
Där fanns inga ledande
vägskäl.
Inget bränsle heller.
Bara en tanke
om att utforska
i det fria.
En tanke om att
vilja
… kanske.
Skrivpuff: Skäl.