Tag: writing

This Summer: Thunders and Rain

Do u feel like, your all alone..in a a dark hole?
Do you  dream of the sun, like going down, never showing up?
We all feel hurt and loss, but they don’t let us
We all fight in in the rain, but scream louder…..louder then the thunders
Louder then the nature’s cry
Breaking into many parts….still flying high.

Do they feel. like we do under the rain  and sun
They just see rain water, rolling down my cheeks
No, they don’t dream…they just  think…
They just fight, fight with the sticks and stones
They can’t never cry nor scream… louder….louder then the thunders
Louder  then the  nature’s cry
They’re dead…broke into pieces..standing low…under our feet.

Pandora Diary: Maid’s Daughter

She was handed over the bag that had the things  we can afford to buy…she cant. The moment she came to the house she roamed around, while her mother worked, she stared  at things she don’t have at home or never saw. She liked the pen with different colors…later she owned it..it was given to her. She deserves it, she can have it  and now she can.

this summer: Plastic living thing

Just staring at his eyes, as he stares at his phone
Was trying to hold his hand like we used to do
Before they brought the out that plastic living thing, with luxurious services
That  everyone carries  nowadays….everywhere they go…whatever they do
We just get so much attraction in complaining about others lives
Whereas we our-self stare at a box, amazed by the little words and letters
Scrolling up and down, maybe side to side
Just signing up in various social medias,
Charging my phone, feeling down when theres no one
No cuddling, no smooching, no privacy
No conversations no nothing.

Pandora Diary: I own the night

Do you have any idea how it feels to walk in an empty room, take a sit and stare at the wall? Blank wall? Close your eyes and imagining an event where the entire room with your work, finely framed and with people gawking at your paintings or probably looking at their own self from the glasses. Then opening your eyes and all the dreams and imaginations disappear leaving a little hint in our mind that the blank wall is waiting….waiting to filled with colors and dreams mostly from people who dreams big.

THIS SUMMER: BLUE

Suddenly the view became so cool and blue
Hearing no sound, nor can i breath
All i see the black and white tiled floor
And human legs and hands
When i rise i the sun, the faces of people
Its so cool down there, its so hot up here
Feeling like staying there for awhile
But that may cost my life

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THIS SUMMER: HOT SUN, COOL WATER

The air is sandy, the shades are cool
Happy teenagers and colorful bikinis
Diving into the water, saying hello to the sun
Wearing cute lip glosses, holding hands
Swimming  into the cool water, playing as summer just began
Laying under the trees where they go high
Looking at the birds in the sky.

Pandora Diary: One sided love

He fell in love, blindly for two years with a girl  who was just probably passing her time with him. With all the gifts and money he used to do for her, spending two years of his life with someone who doesnt even know the meaning of love except betrayal and cheat. That moment, that time, that second, when she left him, when she stopped talking to him, finally breaking up from a relationship that  was one-sided… the earth crashed in to millions of parts, the sky turned dark and the heart tour apart forever creating a hatred and sorrow for love and god. Asking millions of questions to god and the world. feeling alone and sad, thus creating a great hatred for love and creating him into a monster who is not even in his nature. She left him  for no reason, shes happy leading him to a world where people hates him, where words became curse and faces became unknown.