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Stitches And Tattoos

Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Poetry, Relationships, Religion, Social Commentary, Society, tagged art, bleeding, breath, broken, difference, fact, full, gasping, hands, heart, holes, imaginary, inflict, kindness, knitting, know, lie, love, mastery, mending, needle, pain, patchwork, pierce, poem, poetry, prick, quilts, record, repeat, sadism, sensation, sewing, social commentary, spare, squirming, sting, stitches, stop, tattoo, thin, thread, understanding, wear, worse, wound, wrong on May 5, 2012 | 2 Comments »

Love holds no record of wrongs- that’s a lie. In fact, the stinging sensation of your repeated inflicts of pain made the wound even worse that my imaginary thread of kindness and understanding wears thin. See my heart full of needle holes from repeated sewing and knitting and mending patchwork, of quilts bleeding, I wouldn’t [...]

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She Could’ve Been That Woman

Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Society, Poetry, Social Commentary, Philosophy, Relationships, tagged afraid, anymore, appear, chances, color, day, dreams, everything, fear, great, hand, happy, know, longer, love, never, night, poetry, roll, scent, she, side, sky, slip, snap, someone, stars, stranger, string, suddenly, thought, thread, time, woman, world, years, talk, poem, opening, thief, saying, indecision, whiff, pearls, disappearance, sometimes, barely, expectations, somewhere, finally, alright, unlikely, plunder, pursue on March 31, 2012 | 8 Comments »

Like a string of pearls snapped from the thread, they rolled by to disappear by the whiffs of a scent opening up a stranger to talk and be herself. Sometimes you met someone at a time you barely expected, when suddenly somewhere your world appears in color finally. Stars begin to fill the night [...]

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I Am Writing My Pain Away

Posted in Books, Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Religion, Society, Poetry, Philosophy, Relationships, tagged affection, against, alone, another, away, believe, belong, beside, big, blank, blue, book, boys, children, corner, crash, crazy, desperate, doubt, draw, extend, father, found, friends, genuine, girls, good, hand, happy, heart, heaven, home, honest, house, imagine, ink, isolation, laughter, left, lessons, life, listen, lost, love, man, matter, mind, more, mothers, myself, name, need, One, otherwise, pain, paper, pen, people, poetry, point, pure, say, scribble, seek, sky, smile, son, space, start, story, sun, teach, thoughts, tree, truth, turn, understanding, war, world, wound, writing, through, talk, better, poem, pick, distant, thinking, give, shoulder, reading, rich, lucky, continue, brothers, sisters, somehow, bruise, car, okay, fatherless, dad, drive, sitting, proud, playmate, taunt, scorn, pauper, headstrong, mockery, brash, frank, intrusion, should, sure, rejection, restrain, taking, absorption, condition, distil, been on March 23, 2012 | 6 Comments »

She told me that my father was another man, well I shrugged my shoulder and say “it’s okay”. But she didn’t know that I am writing my pain away. I came to a point of thinking about those fatherless children who lost theirs in wars, in car crashes… I am still lucky, and better-off, [...]

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Gondolier of Venice

Posted in Art Scene, Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Music, Society, Travel, Poetry, Relationships, tagged almost, away, bowl, closer, cry, direction, everyday, fill, forgotten, glass, heart, lost, love, lover, moon, new, passage, poetry, reflection, rhythm, romance, sail, serenade, smooth, song, stars, strange, tenderness, voice, wine, witness, over, poem, inch, bring, glide, ripple, gondolier, Venice, balladeer, navigation, water canal, knowing, feelings, tranquility on March 20, 2012 | 2 Comments »

A balladeer sings a song. Serenading his heart’s reflection in wine glasses rippling its rhythm navigating strange passages of tenderness that filled water canals of romance he witnessed everyday. His voice knows the direction where to bring new lovers bowled over by the moon and the stars, sailing their feelings away. Smooth gliding inch [...]

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The Story

Posted in Art Scene, Books, Current Affairs, Film, Literature, Memoirs, Philosophy, Poetry, Science, Social Commentary, Society, Technology, tagged 24/7, abortion, art, art house, awake, bit, bitter, box, character, chew, cinema, clean, clip, cloak, coincidence, conference, copulation, creation, cry, cushion, dance, darkness, dim, director, draft, dream, eavesdrop, else, end, everybody, eyes, facts, fairytale, fame, fate, feces, fetus, fit, formula, gift, goddamn, gossip, gyration, half, happy, here, hidden, house, idea, imaginary, interview, laugh, life, light, love, mainstream, Marilyn, millionaire, mulch, never, nostalgia, one-on-one, peep, people, plagiarism, plot, poem, poetry, poke, pole, porn, premature, private, public, reality, revelation, rust, sake, sanitization, scene, scoop, score, scriptwriter, seat, seconds, self, sequence, shame, show, shut, sixty, sleep, someone, something, spring, square, star, stench, stink, story, table, think, Tom, tried and tested, trim, Truman, truth, turn, twist, unpublished, upset, urine, vomit, whore, wide, world, wrap, yesterday on March 2, 2012 | 2 Comments »

Don’t upset the mainstream, he’d say. Art for art’s sake, I think out loud. Unless I end up whoring at the art house with rusted springs at cushioned seat poking scooped up gossips. Eavesdropping some private lives. I let his copulation of idea with tried and tested formula stink like the stench of [...]

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Sinking Deeper

Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, Relationships, Religion, Society, tagged abyss, afraid, blame, blow, book, boxes, breach, breaking, broken, clue, code, couple, cower, dark, days, decipher, deep, disrespect, disturbance, down, empty, entering, face, faint, feel, finding, first, forgetting, forgot, frame, glass, hear, here, house, how, impending, intruder, keep, keys, kings, kitchen, know, labyrinth, letters, live, loom, lost, love, marauder, maze, memory, misplace, myslef, over, pages, photographs, picture, piles, plate, poem, poetry, pool, privacy, queens, remembrance, robbery, rule, search, seen, sense, serfdom, shard, sign, sinking, skin, slip, someone, something, storm, stranger, swim, tangle, territory, time, tragedy, two, unwelcome, us, visitor, where, whisper, winds on January 19, 2012 | 4 Comments »

I sense a dark storm is looming over. Someone told me that I should not be afraid of all the tragedy impending. Even if the winds blow me empty at will, I should not cower. There are intruders- those unwelcomed visitors breaking and entering the skin I lived in. I forgot the keys, my [...]

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Counterpoints and Movements

Posted in Art Scene, Literature, Memoirs, Music, Nature, Poetry, Relationships, Society, Travel, tagged ache, applause, approach, autumn, awakening, beat, blank, bone, breeze, careful, counterpoint, crotchets, dream, drop, ember, enter, fill, forgotten, glide, halt, harmony, hear, heard, hush, imagination, inspiration, leaves, locomotion, love, melody, minims, movement, muse, night, octave, out, own, pace, part, pause, pavement, peace, play, poem, poetry, pulse, quavers, rain, remember, reminder, rest, restless, rhythm, rustle, semibreves, serenade, sharp, shift, silence, skin, slow, smooth, soul, sound, space, stave, step, tempo, thunder, tonight, touch, train, trickle, under, unfamiliar, weight, white on August 26, 2011 | 12 Comments »

Imagine yourself playing the part. The melody in a slow tempo touching the white bones in mine. The blank spaces glide filling the staves into octaves where rhythms of silence are aching to be heard. The approaching train in locomotion slowly halting to a rest and the muse steps out in a sudden hush. [...]

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