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jerlin Mar 2018
I sit and stare at the sun.
We walk different paths,
live life different ways.
The same sun sets at
disparate corners of the world,
yet it never felt the same.

I fear not remembering feeling everything alive.
So I run my hands through the records –
I took these photos for the future,
I cling to the sunset like my past.
Surely days like these were meant to last.
yellow-thoughts Mar 2018
i'm painting my nails yellow from now on
i need this refreshing color in my life
i need sunlight and warmth
but in the same time it's so pathetic
like if my nail color could change anything
but still, call me stupid, but i will do this
...
/M.A./
Maximus Polling Feb 2018
The sun glistens on the wet streets after it rains
The moonlight shines through on a cloudy night
Street lamps guide the way
The futures looking bright.

The sun may set and bring on the darkness
And the clouds may bring the rain
But honey the sunrise is beautiful
And I’m gonna stay up all night,
Till I can be with you again.
Umi Feb 2018
The sky above me, closed in as the dark, ominous yet fascinating rainclouds have driven near, gathering together in a council.
As it begins to drizzle, soft, warm and little raindrops, fall in
line, gently, carelessly hitting the earth, moistening it in their line.
Once in a while, as the rain gains its strengh, hitting the ground below with more speed and roughlessness in their action,
Rays of the purest light, sent by the sun as it shines above the darkening sky, a sensation for ones optic nerv, a sensation for the eye,
make it through and let this scene shine further more.
Graceful drops, carrried and distorted by the majestic wind,
Create a lovely melody on my window, as they one by one fly into it.
Now as the soil is fertilised, life will surely grow from the sunlight.
Alike the raindrops are carried by the wind, my mind engages with this scene, lets me fall in love with this beautiful earth.
A little rain shall not be the cause of sadness, as it truly is a reminder of the moments of love wich it makes easier to determine.
So I keep my gaze out of the window and enjoy the weather
Until then, the sky clears up and the sun shines again.

~ Umi
Umi Feb 2018
Under an unending sky surrounded by flowers from ones own dream,
This is where I'd find rest.
An eternal rest for the dream yet remains endless and the night everlasting.
The world I see, feels so unreal, I wouldn't want to reopen my eyes.
If the possibility, the chance to never waking up when I have gone to find slumber tonight, it would certainly be alright.
A nightmare which is hunting me even whilst I am in full of my consciousness, a hell without rebirth,
The sunlight, simply out of reach, unable for my eyes to engage in it's warming, comforting, sweet grasp anymore, the moon shines bright.
Sound melts into silence, the city loses its colours yet the flowers remain, blooming in elegance, standing proud in the reflection of the sun's light which once again has overshined the twinkling stars.
Even if tomorrow were never to come,
I would not be able to care about it in any way possible.
For now just let me rest my eyes.

~ Umi
Inspired by my friend Alex
NURUL AMALIA Feb 2018
this evening..
there's no sunlight appears
the rain falls to the ground
along with memories created
but when it dries
memories will disappear
then everything will lose
Jessie Schwartz Feb 2018
Moment in Time…by Jessie 4/06

Close your eyes, stopping time; transporting self away
Existential experiences, mind wondering off to play
Look around, nothing moves, dissecting what you see
Embracing and appreciating all of what could be
Senses sharp, all five of them; tasting, touch and smell
Ears wide open, eyes are too; in the moment, is where you dwell
Arms out to side, feel the breeze, penetrate your form
Sunlight reflects and bends the rays, as if the air was torn
Birds in flight but never move, study while you can
Why we never see these things, is hard to understand
Close your eyes, stopping time, transport yourself away
See the things you never see, while rushing through the day
Past and future, occupy, all our space and time
Present, just a notion, resting on the thinnest line
An elusive little moment, compiling our very lives
A compilation of experiences, none of which of trite
Enjoy every moment; the next may be your last
Close your eyes, stopping time, and breathe your final gasp
I wrote this after watching a little girl stop in the street to to embrace a breeze
as sunlight's last rays
sink over the horizon
night's long shadow looms
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