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Redamancy

Redamancy


A writer’s soul could paint Autumn in Summer.

Fall in love with someone who dives into the depths of your mind, and measures how deep your oceans of intelligence are.

Fall in love with someone who gets amazed about your intellectual capacity.

Fall in love with someone whose hand could write all the emotions in the world, and whose mind could shrink the whole universe in.

Fall in love with someone who puts his love into writing as he acts upon it.

Fall in love with someone whose imagination is as wide as the universe, but not a dreamer.

Fall in love with a writer, not an actor.

Fall in love with someone who appreciates the sunrise as much as the stars at night.

Fall in love with someone who loved to be alone just right before he met you.

Fall in love with someone who loves watching you from afar.

Fall in love with someone who could hardly tell you, “You are beautiful.”  Yet, stares at you like you are the most amazing canvass.

Fall in love with someone who never tells you, “I want to know you more.”  Yet, it’s obvious through the rhythm of the words he utters.

Fall in love with someone who keeps his composure yet, whose smiles show how deeply interested he is in you.

Fall in love with someone who calmly approaches you as he let’s you be who you are.

Fall in love with someone who gives you all the space in the world yet, assures you of his presence.

Fall in love with someone who is silent but not timid.

Fall in love with someone who is reserved but not shy.

And, when he speaks, he’s wordy but not cocky.

Fall in love with someone who is bold but not bully.

Fall in love with someone who is confident but not boastful.

Fall in love with someone who holds you because he’s interested in you, but doesn’t take advantage of you.

Fall in love with someone who pushes you to your limit, but doesn’t change you.

Fall in love with someone who fights for you but doesn’t fight with you.

Fall in love with someone who’s strong enough to love a strong woman.

 
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Posted by on March 29, 2017 in Lyrics of Life

 

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Its Loneliest Tick

Its Loneliest Tick

“There is loneliness in this world, so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of the clock.” — Charles Bukowski

It’s the intangible sensation that creeps beneath your skin, surfacing out, thrilling your nerves with unbearable chill.  It’s the undefined emotion that sculls your fear through the waves of your mind.  It’s the unsolicited presentiment that rooms into your thought, clearing all your mind’s furniture of sanity.  It’s that moment when hope abandons you, as fear torments you.

It’s dark.  Night-dark.  Casket-dark.  Darkest dark your vision could ever recognize.  It fuels the forever restless engine, sitting, rusting down the pit of the unmapped space of your heart.  It unlocks your forced-lock fear like vampires disturbed and awakened from their deep sleep down the deepest part of the dungeon by a single drop of fresh blood.  It skulls into your mind picture after picture of fangs, claws and misshapened shadows.  It shrinks your heart into an impossible fold where you cringe yourself in fear and sorrow.  You cower yourself exceedingly small as you keep watching over crawlies underneath your bed.  It feeds from your loneliest memory of the past.

It ticks, and it never stops.

 
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Posted by on March 24, 2017 in The Avenue

 

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