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14.09.19
I was able to write the following at a confusing time, a few months into a new semester. I’d just watched Dead Poets Society, and it had left me thinking at 3 in the morning, something that doesn’t always end well. It had soon become clear to me that this was one of those sessions that I just had to pen down, for my sake more than others, and I tried giving some order to the things in my head.…
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Distance
Hey, you
Needless to say, I miss you. No, actually I’d like to say at as many times as I can because I miss you
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The Lights Are Off at 3 A.M. Pt. II
The Lights Are Off at 3 A.M. Pt. II (another midnight reverie)
A breath of wind whispers through the window, A generator hums in the distance. The dogs debate on politics, and The frogs sing of salvation. An occasional drop falls harder than the rest, A ponderous snore interrupts the others. The lone light stands vigil in the darkness, The pen makes its mark on the paper. And for a moment, There is a silence. The chair swivels. Two eyes peer into a void, And…
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Night
I’m not the sunshine, That brightens your life. I’m not the swift breeze, That blows your problems away. I’m not the soft moonlight, That wipes the tears from your cheeks. I’m not the perfect Angel, That stares back at you, everyday. Then, What am I? I’m the thundering cloud, That weeps with you. I’m the still silence, That lingers over you when you’re alone. I’m the shadow in the dark, Never…
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Waiting for a Kangaroo
Waiting for a Kangaroo.
Listen, I know we haven’t talked lately And I know you’re mad at me. I did back out on you, when you needed me most, And I haven’t been giving you what’s due. Running and running and running Behind jobs, people, stability, myself, Like a dog chasing cars. Somewhere along the way, I just forgot to Listen, You do remember how it was before all this, don’t you? Like That night when we sneaked onto…
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The Lights Are Off at 3 A.M.
Midnight musings :P (cuz monsoon means poetry is obligatory)
Darkness surrounds the city, And stillness drapes over them all, Silence, save the chirping of crickets, And the hum of deep, deep slumber. The clouds awake to converse, With its old friend, the Earth Unaware of a single soul, Eavesdropping on its verses. And for a moment, At the edge of today and tomorrow, There is no evidence of this conversation, No lights to illuminate the carriers Of sorrow…
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by Eat My Paint
Kein Spiegel, sondern ein Juwel
Elena Samoylova ( Behance ) aka Kuroi-Kisin ( DeviantArt )
Artist from Saint Petersburg, Russian Federation
Concept artist and illustrator from St. Petersburg, Russia. Surreal, mythical but realistic nevertheless creatures, both threatening and funny at the same time, are the focus of my attention.
Change. Laughter fills the nursery. Sobs saturate the morgue. Winds blow across the seas. Rivers outrun fatality.
the only millennial headline that matters
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Like no lie
Alfred, no.
4:30 AM The cynical ringing of bells fills the dark room, now partly illuminated by a tiny rectangular patch of white. A battlefield strewn with open notebooks, four seperate mountains of boo…
4-panel horror story.
