This summer, I fell in love with yoga. It become an important part of my day. Ive started practicing it because i needed to breath, i needed to do something different. I was stuck in a deadly routine. From waking up everyday at the same time, having the same annoyed face while brushing my teeth,… Continue reading Yoga
Empty papers Dried pens I sit and remember the day we have spent On lousy songs And sweet food We lay on shore On bare sand Night above us And stars around We talk as if Future is ours Not knowing that Tomorrow is gone
Every time I attempt to write about what Im going through I feel lost. I dont know what word to choose, what expression to pick. Should I make it sound funny, or maybe be fine about it. To make it simple, I’m in a situation where people at work started expressing their views on how… Continue reading Trying to make sense
I am told to look up Keep my head in the stars Always up Always big I am told to work hard To be patient To preserver That I am young That I am foolish I am told to stay Even if its too much to take Even if its too much for me Even… Continue reading What I want to be
Does ones job defines one’s identity? Does it make us who we are? I read in a book, a conversation between a son and his father. His father was brave ever since he was young. He once rescued his whole family from a fire. He was only 18. His son is a handyman at an… Continue reading Does a job define who we are?
Wake up late Stay in bed Curled in sheets Sunshine sweep in Carelessly Make breakfast Melt butter And fry an egg Brew coffee And let it sink Lay after Read a book Write a poem Draw faces Of familiar souls Swept away, times ago Wear your dress Ride your bike Go to the beach And… Continue reading Day off
She said she’ll stay Holding your palms Within her embrace She said she’ll stay To be with you For you were lost She said she’ll stay Embracing your errors and failures She said she’ll stay Shedding away her dreams and desire She said she’ll stay For that what meant to be a wife A mother