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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! February 25, 2015. Come clean with me. When your breath no longer catches. At the sight of me. Because even now,. Even years from now). My heart misses a beat. When i find you in the crowd. I feel the rain. It beats its fingers against my window. Even as this lingering grey. I wonder if, in your deep dark corners. Your thoughts ever turn to me. For even when i walk away. Returning home to you. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Because i said so.
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potpourriformysoul: June 2013
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! June 16, 2013. She had overslept again. She found him watching her and panicked. Until he asked, "Been dreaming again? You look so tired! He would never be able to appreciate the irony.For her dreamless nights were full of other people's dreams. Published with Blogger-droid v2.0.10. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). All the things that haunt me. An abstract movie review. And happiness keeps calling. Because i said so. Do i sound crazy.
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potpourriformysoul: March 2013
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! March 31, 2013. When i first met you. There were no impossibilities, you said. Your answer to my questions. Was a single i like you. And with that you unknowingly. Doused years of unbelieving. And all the voices in my head grew quiet. For love to be love. Must we always count heartbeats? For i have been childish. And driven you up walls. For not remembering the words we shared. But now we share heartbeats. And something so beautiful. March 29, 2013.
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potpourriformysoul: January 2014
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! January 28, 2014. How do you die. Do your atoms crash and burn. That being scientifically impossible. It is not physically dying, I know. Just your being ceasing to be. It is when that thing deep in your soul. Whose voice lifts your day. It is when the voice stops its song. That you notice you are no longer you. Just a shadow where you used to be. Your dreams are ashes blown in the wind. Your tears are rivers you cried dry. Links to this post.
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! February 24, 2015. Look what it is to have. A heart full of strings. To be tugged at till you're weary. Till you no longer feel the twangs. It's hard to be tough. But it's toughest to stay naive. To be where there are so few left. To be what is essentially you. There are things deep in my soul. I dare not confess to myself. For i do believe the sinner in me. Even as life tries to steal it away. I find myself clinging onto naivety. Because i said so.
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potpourriformysoul: February 2015
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! February 25, 2015. Come clean with me. When your breath no longer catches. At the sight of me. Because even now,. Even years from now). My heart misses a beat. When i find you in the crowd. I feel the rain. It beats its fingers against my window. Even as this lingering grey. I wonder if, in your deep dark corners. Your thoughts ever turn to me. For even when i walk away. Returning home to you. Links to this post. February 24, 2015. Because i said so.
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Summer, 2010. | My Favourite Things
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Winter’s gone. Winter with its few people on darkening streets and anonymity under long black coat collar pressed up to cheek. Winter when I could step outside my front door to walk the streets of South Hampstead and round the silhouettes of hedge-lined streetcorners, all by myself. Mind sharpened by the knife-edged air, body braced against the outside world. In a cold country a person can be alone in winter. The hedonists have been let out to graze on these quiet evening streets. April 8, 2010 at 8:25 pm.
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potpourriformysoul: sigh
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! July 10, 2015. I manage, mostly,. Even with the cuts and scrapes. But you, with your kindness. And on the darkest of days,. You coming home to me. Is my sweetest escape. You don't know it,. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). All the things that haunt me. An abstract movie review. And happiness keeps calling. Because i said so. Do i sound crazy. Hooray i write again. Life and other nonsense. Midnight ramblings that will not make sense. Movies. ...
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potpourriformysoul: July 2013
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! July 27, 2013. And at times I'm too scared to stop breathing, scared that I won't hear my heart beat in the silence. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). And at times Im too scared to stop breathing, sca. All the things that haunt me. An abstract movie review. And happiness keeps calling. Because i said so. Do i sound crazy. Hooray i write again. Life and other nonsense. Midnight ramblings that will not make sense. So you know now. Movie...
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potpourriformysoul: Boundless
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Loony poems and wacky stories and thoughts one too many! June 23, 2014. I'm learning new words. Discovering new worlds. As I follow the pitter-patter of his little feet, I'm learning how to run again. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). All the things that haunt me. An abstract movie review. And happiness keeps calling. Because i said so. Do i sound crazy. Hooray i write again. Life and other nonsense. Midnight ramblings that will not make sense. So you know now. Wacky philosophy at 1.30 a.m. So, there w...
