Hannah

Hannah Nov 2015

the city is a beautiful place
it's a place for the lonely and the hurt
you go when you need people and meet friends
going to a bar and listening to great music, the greatest
smoking cigarettes like there's no tomorrow
talking long walks in streets you feel like home
watching the neon lights light up the city
trying new foods from different ethnicities

#the #city

Hannah Nov 2015

the anatomy of melancholy

there's melancholy in the nighttime that's very appealing
as a nocturnal owl, i find great comfort in the dark
so peaceful and silent like everything is put on mute
it makes you feel infinite, unrestrained
one of the few good feelings in life

inspired by the one and only: Zbigniew Preisner-Silence, Night and Dreams

#night #melancholy #peaceful #infinity

Hannah Nov 2015

conversation with father (inspired by Zbigniew Preisner)

we seldom stop and say,
"that's my father who raised me to this day."
we take things for granted,
and forgot that with their gentle touch;
we were once enchanted;
like a modern day Cornelius, (Agrippa)
with each story he tells,
you figure he's a misunderstood genius.

i love you father although i don't say it enough, you're my unsung hero.

#father #unsaid-words

Hannah Nov 2015

part one: nature

nature. nature has never failed me
never made me angry or sad,
always containing me like the mother it is
there's something soothing and so magnificent about nature
watching a dark forest lit by moonlight
watching green moss and foggy nights
watching scattered clouds in the sky
watching the stars as the light up the sky,
and feeling safe that there's a man in the moon watching over us,
with an ever sad and lonely gaze upon the earth
watching the waves as they come and go;
hitting with gigantic force the brick blocks
watching the road on a summer's day;
sitting in a car going as fast as the wind
watching your skin shiver as a gentle breeze passes
watching the grass and the trees and the flowers dancing with the wind
watching the birds chirping and being alive
listening to the rain pouring down wetting the streets and everything
watching the night envelope itself with a certain chill
yes, nature. nature that made me cry once......with joy.

#nature #beauty

Hannah Nov 2015

sultan of swing

it's fascinating how our moods swing
back and forth, from dark to light
from gloomy to cheerful
from suicidal to bubbly
from hate to love
from anxious to calm

#moodswings

Hannah Nov 2015

lobotomized teen

I feel very fake when I'm spilling my guts
Sometimes i feel that I am going nuts
The challenge of holding on to my soul
Maybe tougher than I ever thought
Refusing conformity and rebelling on the norms
Has been my sole purpose in my years of living
Because being different in a country like mine
equates to being mentally insane
So sick of being prejudiced and scrutinized
I feel like a shadow sometimes, invisible
So translucent and immune to people's judgment
Newbies will suffer in this world
They're better off in the womb

Hannah Nov 2015

hate machine

Fueled with hate
Everyone thinking that this gate
Is the way to defeat
Or combat perpetrators
Negativity fills the air
As if no God is there
Selfishness will eat you
From inside out
You can't afford to
Live without a soul you,
Should prepare for the worst
But only hope for the best

#atrocity #friday13th #parisattacks