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Miracles 

Rummaging in a circle
Of unlikely possibilities
For the oddly satisfying
Thoughts of a pseudo hope

The impeccable beauty
Of the silence
Deafening the demons
On a wild night

The fear of the truth
For it would fake
The purpose of your mask
Beheld, skin-deep

The unvarying routine of day and night
The inevitable happy tears
Rainbow during the downpour
As an exquisite delicate kiss from the sunlight

Those untold stories
The super fragile bonds, yet unbreakable
The Intended Blues
And its pleasureful pain

These, with the rest
One and all
Of the Oxymoron
Are nothing else, but Miracles.

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Posted in Acceptance, Change, Life, People, Poem, Recovery, Story, Uncategorized, Untold, Words

My Recovery

I don’t want to play this game no more
I don’t wanna play it
I don’t want to stay ’round here no more
I don’t wanna stay here
Like rain on a Monday morning
Like pain that just keeps on going on

Look at all the hate they keep on showing
I don’t want to see that
Look at all the stones they keep on throwing
I don’t want to feel that
Like Sun that will keep on burning
I used to be so discerning

And I can hear the choirs keep on singing
Tell me what they’re saying
And I can hear the phone
It keeps on ringing
I don’t want to answer
I know that I used to listen
And I know I’ve become dismissive

In my recovery
I’m a soldier at war
I have broken down walls
I defined
I designed
My recovery

Keep soaring,
Keep song-writing, my recovery.

–James Arthur

Posted in Dream, Favourite, Life, People, Random, Smile, Story, Uncategorized, Untold, Words

All That Matters

Therein happens something that hits you hard enough to unfold all your insecurities, makes you feel special about yourself swiftly. Something worth that moment, that place, which you ponder later on to revisit, to rejoice. Something that makes you raise all above the world, ahead to your own paradise. Something that clings very close to your heart, may it be the burden or the ease. Something that fights your lonliness and embraces you fondly. Something that is surreal yet so real at the same time just as when the stars align itself. Somewhere, sometime, something happens and it is everything.