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I scale the tops of trees to find,
a world that isn't so unkind.
 Dec 2016 Eleanor Rigby
Joe Black
For a moment we were one,
It was beautiful, thank you!
 Dec 2016 Eleanor Rigby
Joe Black
We met long ago
Even thou it was not that long at all
Hardly couple months..
We saw each other four or five times
I've imagined that you were someone,
Who get to understand me
Without much of explanation
Without explanation at all
I've imagened that you were reflection
Reflection of myself througgh the story
The story you told me about yourself
If there any such thing,
I've imagined,
That you were my soulmate,
That phantom person
Which they talk endlessly about
Which we search throughout our life
To share moments of life
together
I wonder if there any such person,
Or we are just framed,
Conditioned to believe in it..
Wise man said:
We are just the sets
Of words, of actions
Repeatedly reused cliches..
The world has become one old theater
With repeated acts in it..
I wonder how it would be,
To live in such world,
Where you and I
Have to actually experience all
Beauties and miseries of life
Where we go through relationships
Without reflection of past
Simply by not having memory of the past..
Does it even metter
The Past?
Or it's merely our approach to exist..?

I've imagined you
I've imagined me


Is it all just a dream???
 Nov 2016 Eleanor Rigby
Traveler
Did I tell you my truth
Did I tell you my lie
Does it matter to you
If I keep it inside

We all get to know
These things in the end
Does it matter to you
If I only pretend

I read what you said
About writing the truth
And how
Creativity is measured
Under your roof

But here in the real world
There's no reason or rhyme
Why must you be
Yourself every time?

Sure
It all sounds good
The rules that you make
Stuck in your boxes
Lost in your faiths...
Traveler Tim
2014
What has truth to do with creativity?
 Oct 2016 Eleanor Rigby
Onoma
You pick a
place and
hide, thinking
the world
seeks you.
The inside
cannot hide
from the outside.
The outside
cannot seek the
inside...the game
is wide open.
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