Thank you to everyone who visited, liked a commented on my works during last month. It is very much appreciated 🙂 Your support truly helped me with sticking to the challenge. I am not sure if I can keep up with regular uploads in the future but I will try my best....or perhaps I need to find a new challenge! Thank you all
has every person at the age of 27 thought about death? i did i remember being haunted by the thought but why? 27 it's an imaginary milestone our youth turning into a true adulthood a little death death of our wildest dreams fantasies about our futures harsh slap of reality
Note: This was the biggest stretch of them all! The above image of double lined Z is a symbol for a set of integers. Number 27 is a part of this set...stretch.
he reminds me of my youth the one i wasted, never lived i want it back he lives his life to the brink i envy him he has no fear no worry no care what society thinks he's a young man and i'm young with him
stick up my nose every week never ending cycle of home-work-grocery shop behind locked doors by 8 no space at home only escape is running when i daydream i don't even mind the cold, the wind, the rain enough of this i'm turning into anarchist xx
building imaginary walls “protecting” my heart what a waste of love love is not pain love does not hurt love uplifts
in my ears every emotion every mood every time keeping me alive
stuck
chained
restrained
can't move
can't escape
i promise to be
a good girl
release me
note: cheat again as i couldn't find a song starting with the letter u but still kind of on the theme as mgk has plenty of unreleased material.
i promise myself to stay young till i die i think it's called midlife crisis ...it feels good.
i'm invisible but somehow i get noticed i want to watch not be observed i need a hug but still hide my tears don't look at me it burns my skin "i don't care who sees me naked. i do care who sees me cry." ~ night manager (tv series)
all the things i ever wanted but was too afraid or too lazy or creative with excuses i'm going to do now. what first? spin the roulette the list is long...
Poetry
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
A bit of this, a bit of that, the meandering thoughts of a dreamer.
Fiction authors and their shorts
the writings, musings, and photography of a dream smith
Poems & Photos by DM Shepherd
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The ordinary is the magic.
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where chaos gives birth to poetic expression
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