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 |
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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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Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Memoirs, Nature, Philosophy, Poetry, Relationships, Religion, Science, Society, Travel, tagged again, aged, another, autumn, barrenness, beckon, beginning, branches, carry, catch, chance, clue, collect, companion, days, door, dry, dust, emptiness, end, enough, fade, falling, fill, forget, glimpse, grasp, hall, humble, immobile, journey, keen, keep, knob, last, leafless, leather, leave, leaves, letters, memory, miss, moments, never, night moon, occupy, old, open, outside, own, pain, passing, pavement, permanence, pick, pieces, poem, poetry, promises, quite, remnant, rest, season, shadow, silent, slow, snow, something, soon, space, stars, strong, suitcase, survival, test, tree, try, undecided, walk, way, weight, wind, winter, withered, years, yesterday on December 5, 2011 |
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There’s a suitcase in the hall. And emptiness will soon occupy it. Something which kept me immobile, quite undecided to test the wind or its aged leafless trees outside where the silent pavement beckons and my own shadow as a companion. How should I, in the permanence of seasons would not be keen to [...]
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Posted in Current Affairs, Film, Literature, Memoirs, Philosophy, Poetry, Relationships, Society, tagged abandon, again, air, anger, another, ask, away, bead, bed, beer, begin, believe, bleed, blue, blur, box, build, burden, burn, castaway, chain, cigarette, circle, day, defense, despair, dreams, emptiness, fear, feet, flame, float, floor, form, friend, ghost, grow, hate, hatred, hidden, how, keep, learn, left, light, linger, loneliness, loop, me, memoir, memory, move, mug, myself, night, no, own, poem, poetry, rain, ran, reminder, round, sad, sadness, satisfaction, shield, silence, skin, smash, sole, start, sting, stranger, surreal, sweat, tears, tell, things, tongue, under, unknowingly, wall, what, why, world, years, you on March 26, 2011 |
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Here, in the box are things that you left me. It’s been years I kept them hidden under my bed. Should I throw it away? A burden that I should burn it aflame with the world like this tongue of hatred growing each day. Oh sadness, it lingers through days like rain. I [...]
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Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Philosophy, Poetry, Social Commentary, Society, tagged afoot, away, bear, better, cage, cloak, comfort, constant, cover, day, deathbed, desperate, each, earth, familiar, feel, feet, free, grip, hand, last, loosen, mess, monotony, more, moving, need, off, order, parts, poem, poetry, possesively, protection, refuge, run, shaking, shoe, somebody, strap, string, tangle, thing, thought, thread, time, today, up, wander, way, wear, years on February 4, 2011 |
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It get tangled in a way that it tightens around my feet. The threads gripping possessively over the need to cover the parts that are constantly moving. You say, I’d better be protected at all times. And yes, I had been so, for years and I can’t bear the thought that I would in my [...]
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Posted in Architecture & Design, Books, Current Affairs, Film, Literature, Philosophy, Poetry, Politics, Social Commentary, Society, Travel, Uncategorized, tagged Africa, ancestor, ancient, antiquity, anxiety, appear, brick, brittle, call, caravan, cigarette, city, clay, collection, constant, cushion, desert, down, dry, escape, excavation, face, faded, flood, fragile, fragment, glass, glow, gold, house, ink, landscape, leave, light, linen, living, mangle, manuscript, map, maze, mind, modest, money, mosque, mud, mull, page, parchment, passerby, past, poem, poetry, prayer, puff, reading, riverbank, ruins, salt, sand, scribbling, seams, season, sell, sheaf, signal, smoke, snake, social commentary, tourist, trade, trouble, turban, unfurl, wait, wall, weather, wilderness, wind, world, years, yellow on January 8, 2011 |
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His face is a map of caravan years, weathering the desert sun and the seasonal flood by the riverbank which brings in salt for a modest living. As the sand windblown and collected in the seams of his linen turban, anxiety constantly snake through the mazes of his troubled mind. He needed money. [...]
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Posted in Art Scene, Books, Current Affairs, Film, Literature, Memoirs, Philosophy, Poetry, Relationships, Social Commentary, Society, Travel, tagged adulation, advance, again, alleys, around, autograph, beginning, book, bright, brisk, concourse, day, destiny, dramatic, dreamer, drifter, empowerment, ending, fickle, Film, flicker, forgetting, glitter, gobble, guest, handshake, hell, keepsake, life, light, luggage, mask, masquerade, media, meeting, mogul, movie, New Year, outpace, past, play, playground, poem, poetry, pray, press, profit, public, rake, reality, reasons, resolution, round, salvation, signature, smile, someone, sorry, spark, spins, start, story, stranger, sympathy, things, time, tomorrow, TV, walk, warmth, way, witness, words, world, writing, years on January 1, 2011 |
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She prepared her new year’s resolution in advance writing down beginning and ending of things and the reasons why she needed a starting over. There is a luggage she’s tugging down the concourse hurriedly outpacing the brisk walking of time, meeting down in the alleys of strangers and guests, with a mask of smiles and warmth [...]
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Posted in Current Affairs, Literature, Poetry, Relationships, Social Commentary, Society, tagged abortion, angel, arms, beat, beautiful, bitterness, breath, child, choice, dagger, dark, distance, dream, elusive, fate, flesh, fragile, hand, happiness, hope, hour, journey, life, light, love, memory, missing, mother, name, pain, palm, past, pierce, poem, poetry, pulse, remembrance, search, silent, sinew, sleep, smile, snatch, soul, sound, spark, stain, stranger, struggle, tear, thousand, tiny, tonight, touch, trace, unborn, whisper, wisp, wound, years on November 29, 2010 |
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When all the lights have faded. When all the sounds have died. A choice have been made between a mother and the life that struggles in her womb. Tonight will be the darkest hour. And her whisper became tiny wisps of breath unheard. The elusive spark of love by the palm of her hand. [...]
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Solitude Amidst the Maddening Crowd
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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