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I sit here,
Helpless to you,
You lie there,
Unaware of me too.
You’ll never know,
That I was here,
Watching over you,
Sat calmly in fear.
I didn’t know,
What to say,
Or how to feel.
But there you lay.
Shadows passing,
Along the halls,
Knowing all along,
Things won’t be as before.
As far as we had drifted,
Through decisions made,
No longer came between us,
So there I sat and stayed.
Helpless to you,
You lie there,
Unaware of me too.
You’ll never know,
That I was here,
Watching over you,
Sat calmly in fear.
I didn’t know,
What to say,
Or how to feel.
But there you lay.
Shadows passing,
Along the halls,
Knowing all along,
Things won’t be as before.
As far as we had drifted,
Through decisions made,
No longer came between us,
So there I sat and stayed.
Literature
Where Have You Gone?
Where have you gone, lover of mine?
Where have you been, this unending time?
Have you gone on a train, to a place far away,
Where the mountains sing and the sycamores sway?
Have you taken a boat to an island alone,
Where you sit and you think as you toss a cool stone?
Have you leaped on a plane to see new skies,
Where you watch shining stars with tired, worn eyes?
Have you just walked along roads with rotting old signs,
Where the locals count up your hard liquor fines?
Have you met someone new, sweet, and bright,
Who listens to your stories until late at night?
Have you made a friend that lends a hand,
Who will be by your side in the dirt a
Literature
A Long Walk
Travis grows more impatient with every laboured footstep he takes along this cursed highway littered with rusted decaying cars. He dipped is head into the sand whipped wind protecting his face from sudden gust. After it passed he pulled the bandana of his nose and scratched his chin through the rough thick beard, trying to remember the last time he actually encountered another human.
Travis places his M24 sniper rifle on the hood of the closest car and flings off the thick wool poncho sliding his backpack off his shoulders to the ground, after rummaging around for a second Travis retrieves a water canteen and takes a long awaited refreshing
Literature
find your way back
For Danna. Sorry.
The kitchen was a mess. Bowls were strewn over the countertops, dirty dishes everywhere. Salad ingredients lay wilting on the table and a pot of soup was decomposing on the stove. Michelle and Yael were cooking. Their mother would have told them to clean up as they went, not to make such a big mess. But they didn’t have to worry about that right now.
“Okay, yeah, so just mix that-“
“Got it”
“And…now add four tablespoons lemon juice.”
“Four ta-like, are you positive? That’s a lot of lemon juice.“
“Oh no, no, okay wait, I lied, teaspoons”
Laughter
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Carpe Diem ...
...... Live everyday as if it was your last
...... Live everyday as if it was your last
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your comment (carpe diem) is almost like a subtitle or afterthought. have you read tuesdays with morrie? there's this part where the dying professor talks about a buddhist mentality about living as if there was a bird on your shoulder, and every morning asking this spirit is you'd be happy with your life if you died that day.
first person perspective very powerful in this case. i like the simplistic, helpless type of starting - very few words, just the very essence of the emotion - then moving on and developing into something less halting and more meaningful. maybe link the contents more to the title? or even the sub-title/afterthought?
first person perspective very powerful in this case. i like the simplistic, helpless type of starting - very few words, just the very essence of the emotion - then moving on and developing into something less halting and more meaningful. maybe link the contents more to the title? or even the sub-title/afterthought?