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Up In The Clouds

Poems

Like a breath of fresh air
You fill my lungs
And a rush of warm blood
You warm my soul

My heart skips a beat or two
Whenever I think of you
My hands tremble and words fault
Whenever I want to scream and shout

When we talk and you smile
The world stops and admires you
When you blush and you laugh
The world just stops altogether

When I see your wonderful lips
I think nothing more than just one kiss
And when I see your glimmering green eyes
I think we have a chance and we should at least try.


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Lost and Losing

Haiku

I have lost the fight
Fallen to inner demons
The voices have won


Stay strong. Don’t give in. Persevere. I know you can do it. If you don’t try then you will never know.

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No More

Poems

You took my beating heart
Placed it in your palm
And held it tight
Rinsing it dry
’till it beat no more
’till silence fell down
But my soul still sore

So I slept ’till I could sleep no more
So I drank ’till I could drink no more
And I smoked ’till I could not breathe any more
Longing to forget.

Adoxography

Rants and Raves

This is a great word. And describes me quite a bit in terms of what and how I write.

Here’s the definition.

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Isn’t it a brilliant word?

It’s been three-ish months since I’ve started blogging and I don’t think I have mentioned about how I have improved as a writer (or so I believe). I also enjoy writing more too, especially when something funny, dramatic, or sad, etc has happened. Then again, I like writing about anything. In fact, in one of my drafts is the most pointless story I wrote with the most random storyline but yeah… I can write something from nothing.

So… It’s a bit ironic that I am writing a post of little importance… or “Adoxography”.

But now you know. Adoxography!

ta ta for now

2014 in review

Rants and Raves

I would just like to say thank you to all those who visit my blog and read my posts. Although I have not been blogging for a full year, I am sure that I’ll be carrying on blogging regardless. Cheers all

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 2,600 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 43 trips to carry that many people.

Click here to see the complete report.

A Little Quote Of The Day

Quote Of The Day

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I Have just noticed something… My “Little” quotes of the day aren’t quotes, nor are they daily, nor are they little! haha!

Anyway, it always plays to me what the lyrics mean to the writer/singer who performs it. Interpret how you will but here’s Jimi Hendrix – Little Wing.

The Ultimate Alter Ego

Rants and Raves

Pub. Drink. Pub. Drink.

Story of my life quite frankly, but it seems the norm with all me and my friends. They’ll finish work, have some dinner, then straight off to the pub. But it’s when you see people drink a little bit too much that you notice something different.

The thing I notice is this “different person” or an “ultimate alter ego”. When some people drink themselves silly and end up pissed whilst chatting something that boggles your head sometimes or does something different or acts unusual. Sure, this maybe the alcohol talking but everyone acts different. Why? Because everyone has a different ultimate ego.

Suppose there is a norm when it comes to people in society, whereby everyone confronts to these “rules of society” and acting civilised. Take those rules away and what may you have? The opposite? Well, give society a large amount of alcohol (the truth serum) and society becomes more outspoken, louder, bolder. You can then spot each individual and notice what makes them “them” essentially.

But what if that was their true-selves? Their ultimate alter ego? The real them? Everyone is a schizophrenic?

“Drunk words are sober thoughts.”

So food for thought.

ta ta for now