Beautiful yellow, red sunset mask of the ugliness in the air, it’s dazzling with pollution to give that pretty glamour. I choose the night with its silver clean moon a breath of fresh star gazing air. I choose the night with stillness to embrace no layers it’s magical alone. it’s the morning sun and Dow drops on the grass with its mirroring reflection in every … Continue reading Mask of the uglyness in the air
Ek wens vir gevoel van iets. Eenige iets sal doen. Haal my net van die rak soos dit jou pas te veel hande het al my lyf gestreel. Dis mos net speel, speel. Eks lief vir jou is mos te maklik om te se Dis woorde wat net my vel wil lek met leuns soos vuur op jou tong Maar ek wil iets voel en … Continue reading Wens vir gevoel van iets
Writings i found in my note pad that i forgotten to post, my bad lol Continue reading Past experiences
There is Magic in my words, I know they come alive when I write, they are little angels, as soon as I write, they fly up into the universe and create life. The magic in my words are like little feathers out of a pillow, flying all over the place, happiness, glitter and fun all around me, Fighting off all the negative … Continue reading There is magic in my words
Butterfly Mesmerizing beauty, gentle creature of change, ripples in the water, you have that effect. Gentle little Butterfly, dangerous for time and space. Change can happen in a second and nothing will ever be the same. Fly little butterfly, you have no time for play, because you have that effect and can’t be changed. Beauty is your power, cause strength you do not have, but … Continue reading The BUTTERFLY effect
May summer come fast, just for the rain, So we can dance in the street again. I feel free every time I am close to the madness. Chase me again, catch me if you can. Then hold me. Sometimes the confusion in your face, can look so handsome. Sometimes I know you get feelings that have no name, and it haunts you most days. I … Continue reading Just for the Rain
In this world, in my world how my mind perceives reality it’s another story. The world doesn’t make sense to me anymore, but music is a true love story you see. Maybe it’s just me, but I feel too deeply. You can think me weird, I will love the compliment, but when life is just too serious and mean, unfair and selfish, I borrow my … Continue reading When music is the only thing that makes sense.
If you are a people’s pleasure, only to have friends. if you are someone, everyone could use as they like, because they can, and you let them, also you want to feel part of something. Even when you are treated with no respect, you will take anything not feel alone. it’s not their fault when you are that person. I see that now, it was … Continue reading Hard as stone, soft as a feather
We have moments, We have inside jokes. We have glitches in time, When everything stands still. You are playful, and sweet, And you have emotions, Traced on your face. We have moments like tonight. I felt you inside and out. I studied your face, I liked staring at you, When you stare at me to. Your hands so strong, Your emotions intense, I just want … Continue reading I see you.
There is a Maroon 5 song I play over and over, thought I would be tired of it by now, but it still feels so good, I take one, two, three teaspoons of suger, because I am not allowed to, I told a story that goes like this: Once upon a time there was three little pigs, and the Wolf was their friend. The end. I … Continue reading I am my best friend today.
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