March 2012
“Ever since happiness heard your name, it has been running through the streets...”
– Hafiz of Persia (via myquotelibrary)
Sidewalk
whisper-diary:
Let us untie the ribbon that holds together both our universes and plunge our thoughts into caverns of nothingness, so that we may look at the world through the underside of a moon-lit pond, pallid light of a crescent celestial body shadowing flirtatiously behind lily-pads and waterlilies and walk along the sidewalk not to the find the end, but to find the place where we must...
always a poet, even in prose: Hands →
whisper-diary:
Unable to walk on my feet, I began walking on my hands. I began tracing the beacons of the horizon with the ridges of my, using my hands as the maps and compasses with which I navigate my way through life. My hands became the wings of a mockingbird, fleeting and star-like in their ability to fly…
Killing Charlemagne: a glance →
killingcharlemagne:
I breathed him in. But do not mistake. This is not the overly clichéd poetics meant to express loss or want or regret. This was no lover’s scent to grace the lines of Frost. Just the musings of reality and I wish to create something of a portmanteau. Only to describe how you danced on air. Mixed…
March 29, 2012
writeletterstoyou:
Dear You,
when we lose the sight of a great giant we correct ourselves and say it never existed.
Put the ocean and the river between us and I will not be afraid to talk to you,
I won’t assume I’ll fall for the t shirts you wear in irony of being ironic.
Layer me with a cloudy day alone under the ceiling of a young boy having to grow up without his father in the...
“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances:...”
– Carl Jung (via girlwithoutwings)
“Music is a total constant. That’s why we have such a strong visceral connection...”
– Sarah Dessen, Just Listen (via kingsrow)
