Monika

Monika Nov 2017

Whatever

Whatever you see
Whatever you try to see
Is never more real
Than what you see behind
Your eyelids.

                                     *Whatever you feel
                          Whatever you try to feel
                                     Is never more real
                 Than the sensations made up
                                      When you dream.

Whatever you think
Whatever you try to think
Is never more real
Than the chaotic jumping
Of electrons.

                   *Whatever is real
           Whatever tries to be real
                 Is never more
                                           than
      The chaos
                         that bears fruit
                                                     to it.

                   And takes
                                      it

                                         back.

#halloween

Monika Nov 2017

Cats

Cats don't care
about their owners.
They'd even eat their bodies
at their death.

Cats don't care
about their owners'
belongings. They let them break
whenever they play.

Cats don't care
about their owners'
food. They snag it from them
even after they're fed.

Cats don't care
about their owners'
care for them. They are just
a part of the house.

#cats

Monika Nov 2017

idk now

I don't know
                         what has gotten over me
        when I took your hand,
when you showed a smile,
        when I locked with your eyes
                  when you stayed for a while.

I'm driven around
          in degrees, radians, gradients
                                        like a rolling pin,
                           like a playing record,
                    like a roll of tape,
like a difficult word.

It's too absurd.

                                           **I'm too absurd.

#i #dont #know

Monika Oct 2017

#strings

of you I see the soldiers. all alike all abreast keeping time

streets; they hear it, the old gates shake, and the leisurely patter

of frame houses, they have leapt the green tide towards the gardens

them detaching sweat smells from underclothes making muscles itch

a tremulous pale fleet over gleaming ripples to the

o you strong bells of castile, can it be that you

a dormir. beetred faces of men. the shadows make strange streaks and

brass beat. run run to see the flushed sunlight, the

blowing with bearded lips on a brave high bed; the golden light of

panting unsatiated breath that heaves under the golden crown has slipped

Disclaimer: used a Markov chain sentence generator for this one.
http://www.prism.gatech.edu/~bnichols8/projects/markovchains/main.shtml

Monika Oct 2017

Life is:

Making the most out of it.
Everyday finding new things
An adventure of old and new tales.
Never a dull moment.
Indulging in experiences.
Nabbing every delight you can get.
Getting ready every night for tomorrow.
Loving everyone and everything.
Exciting to the core.
Surprising us with new challenges.
Seeking our selves over time.

It's sorta a prose but I hope it is fine to post it here. Thanks~ :)

#life #adventure #surprises #prose

Monika Oct 2017

Early Morning Coffee

Early Morning coffee
Reminds you of that your life
up to now has been full of bitter
But there's no time to be a quitter

Early morning coffee
Reminds you of those steamy
Moments you had with your girl
When you both went for a twirl

Early morning coffee
Reminds you of that the dark,
scary, murky yesternight dream
Can be lightened by adding cream

Early morning coffee
Reminds you of the strength
That aroma you bring everyday
Your boss' is stronger, but that's okay.

Early morning coffee

for me is certainly

a good way

to start the day.

#coffee

Monika Oct 2017

Idols

How come
Does this hypocrisy
Of senseless zealotry
Exist

For people
Who admire those people
Who become other "people"
Vessels

With voices
That sing, and dance,
and act, and entrance
Too much

That others
Wave bright lights,
Upon their sight.
At night?