#092016

[tomko-marian-blog]

#092016 #havana #cuba #ladolcevita #restinpeace #odpocivajvpokojibracho (na mieste Havana, Cuba)

[mydodel]

#magazin #tvserienhighlights #092016 #dezemberjanuar1617 #salem #lethalweapon #limitless #fargo #captainfuture (hier: Solothurn, Switzerland)

[coffeewrites]

Just you know

Sun is rising, Come now, take your first step

Reach out  Hold it in your hand

Keep it, you’ll need it For the battles to come

Stakes are high Sharp teeth are shining

You’re healing now, Still fragile but standing

Hold out, reach out within

[coffeewrites]

Writer’s Gift

Lines on the paper, forming letter And it becomes word and eventually A speaker of the writer representing the paper

Its voice becomes firm, enchanting and quiet Painted by your soul Heart beating fast in excitement

Words would be slightly off Grammar and structures You continue your journey anyway

As long as you pour out on it Your ideas, your love and thoughts No matter what the comparisons may be set upon your hand

(And finally, you make your full journey like a complete art and polish it further like sharpening gem) What matters the most is That you sing to your goddess through your story And present your gift to Her.

[coffeewrites]

Battle

Blood dripping down your mouth, Time is so slow Battle is raging on and on like a carousel keep turning around

And all around You’re falling Down on your knees

Bowing before the feet of Death Harsh breathing Hands of pain grab your shoulders, dragging

Down slowly People giving their last song With clashes of swords and cry of pain

And you remember her warm lips upon yours, Her shining eyes and caresses on your skin, You say your heartfelt apology For breaking your promise

As the Death lowers your head gently, Encouraging you to fall into Eternal sleep

Blood and flesh meets the earth, Soon to be dust and to be flown Upward into the sky

[coffeewrites]

time heals (not)

Tick tock tick tock

They say the time heals.

They didn’t warn you that you wake up to another battle. Battle against yourself, battle against the world. You try to hold your own pieces together but they slip through your hands, your memories flashing off and on (it’s your fault it’s your fault all the goddamn time--)   You try to tighten your grip on the stream of time

But you can’t grab the light from below in this underwater if you let yourself falling

Everything has gone gray.

They say it will be okay.

They didn’t warn you that you would fall into the abyss and get impaled by how you were not worthy at all.

(Thrown to the side as if you’re nothing.)

And also not to mention those shadows stand before you

At the hour of nightfall as if they were your guardians

No matter how many times you whisper your prayers with your heart, No matter how many times you chug down tasting those pills,  No matter how many times you lose your mind in pain (all the pain)

They will be always there until the first light of dawn

[e-lvirus]

agosto o septiembre

[lgw890130]

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