Bitter

a scary tune

And so she lies there
With a heavy heart
Hopeless in this life, tired
From the loud music
Her neighbor plays at night

Accompanied by his voice
Singing happily, irritatingly
An old man who preys on girls
Bad, dirty, sad, and fat
Like a villain in disturbing films
He whistles in the morning

A scary tune you would hear
Shivering just like everyone
She gets her earphones
And would put it in defeat
One couldn’t wait for his funeral

P.S. I wrote this in August, I was so mad back then that I’m shocked I had the nerve to write the last line. Oh well it’s not like I mean it when I’m sane

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Photography

the lone chair on a long shore

Processed with VSCO with b5 preset

The picture evokes different kinds of emotions, but mostly the melancholy ones. Like waiting for something or someone that would never come.

P.S. Ever since I took this photo it has been etched on my mind. I hope you really feel something out of it.

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Poetry

sharper & stronger

Some images
are sharper
with more grain

Some portraits
look clearer
with a bit of blur

Some exposures
are darker
than your days

Some hearts
are stronger
than they were

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Photography

raw beauty of Talisayen Cove

We owned Talisayen Cove for 24hrs. The month was November, the weather was great, and no other group of campers decided to stay there, not even for a day tour. Calm and quiet, untroubled and excited, fun and fulfilling—just some of the words to describe what we felt in that moment. We were disconnected from the world, and as selfish as it could be, we enjoyed it. Sometimes, the simplest way of living makes up the grandest days of our lives.

This post is part of #thestrangehertravels photo essay project.

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Poetry

dormant feelings

Time will lead you back
to old conversations
long interpreted
to forced messages
accidentally deleted
to sweet words
never expressed.

Vaguely asking questions:
has the heart healed
is the love still there
did the pain go away
are feelings just dormant?

I hope in your mind the answers land.

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Poetry

some seem stuck

After all the pain
we inflicted in ourselves
though some are assumed
we are still both passengers
in the idea of us.

P.S. I had a hard time with the last line of this tanka poem so I wanna share some alternate versions (where I get the title) you might like:

seemingly stuck here on Earth.
who seem stuck with each other.

Read it again and tell me what you like more!

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Bitter

We Repel

Maybe the reason why the people we love don’t love us back is because opposite attracts.

But you two were honed from the same pole and one will always be repelling the other.

Daily Post’s Magnet.

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