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Love | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. And let me show you how far I would go for you. March 4, 2015. One Comment to “Love”. March 4, 2015 at 10:47 am. If only it were that simple. xoxo SB. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. CYNOSURE ...
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Life | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. Life owes no one favours. My love does not deserve love. My hope need not be vindicated. My fears need not be assuaged. My Tears don’t have to be wiped away. Happiness is not a promise. Its a goal that need not be met. My hurt does not have to be healed. My trust need not be returned. A series of coincidences. March 3, 2015. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). I'm the f...
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Glass and Patron | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. April 9, 2015. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Laquo; Previous Post. Next Post ». Sorry, your blog...
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Unveiled | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. I cower in the darkness awaiting you. Black veils clinging to soft curves and their hidden secrets. You beg me to let go. And give in to the appreciation of your touch. The caress of your eyes. And the warmth of your heart. Lips pressed against a prayer. Beneath cheeks flushed with reservation. My hands release these veils. You Shine a light on my crevices. Whispering memories of love. And the lack of it. Yet steeling with resolve. To survive your exploration. April 9, 2015.
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Artistry | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. April 14, 2015. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Laquo; Previous Post. Next Post ». Sorry, your blo...
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WEAK | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. My hands don’t have the strength to keep pulling you back to me…. April 18, 2015. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Laquo; Previous Post.
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Cuff links | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. An ode to consumerism. Of self worth…. April 13, 2015. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Email check...
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The Way I Feel | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. The Way I Feel. I feel pain when they try to bring me down. But as long as this world keeps turning round. I know it won’t last forever. Ok ok my life is moving. But demons are fighting. Ok ok tears are dry now. But demons are fighting. I feel like I’m floating through existence. I feel like I’m living after time. I feel like I’m forced to break the silence. Is that a crime? Is that a crime? I feel like we’re all following shadows. I feel like I’m waiting for tomorrow.
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Dreamer Girl | Evolving Scripts
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. Have you ever heard. Of a dreamer girl. Living in a world. You might think that she. Is a bit naive. When she says that someday. She’ll be your queen. Isn’t it possible? Is it a crime? Or is it just a silver state of mind? Life’s a dream. Maybe someday one day…. I dream of simple things every day. I dream that love will come my way. I dream of many lives. I cross the stage. I dream that in this world I can make a change. Is it a crime? Or is it just a silver state of mind?
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Evolving Scripts | …It goes on… Robert Frost | Page 2
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8230;It goes on… Robert Frost. September 30, 2015. Minus poetry and the freedom of prose. And thus begun my affair with metaphors and imagery and the beauty and exclusivity that is poetry. She lay in pieces. For one brave enough. To see her broken. She is worth fixing. Mum said she had extra fabric. It was orange, bright and alive. Just like she was. I gathered all the little ones. In hushed tones I told them. Mummy makes us clothes all the time. Let’s make something just as pretty for her’. My hands don...
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