Don't Fall In Love With A Writer Just because they will bruise your neck with pearls of metaphors; and splash palettes of colours onto your chest with reckless waves and boundless twilight. They will smear ink onto your lips as you kiss them because that is how they leave hickeys. They are wildest in their 2 a.m. diary, and liveliest in book racks of novels; they have butterflies in every heartbeat and they breathe living poems. They leave trails in libraries and coffee shops like Hansel leaves crumbs in forest and they have undying lovers because every love story is ever living in their abyssal oceans of analogies and similes. They know every cliché like the sunset knows the moon rise, and every wound in their heart like blood in their veins. They are terrifying because they weave you in splinters of fires rolling down their cheeks. They are weird because they don't smile much but sometimes you could catch their smiles in poems or tales. They are psychotic b
Through the SmokeSmoke was thick
here's to you
Flying LoveWhen the wind blows softly through my hair with the sun rays pouring down its warmth.
Happy endingYou're floating in the water,
If You Were the WorldIf all the world was mine
Metaphor, metaphorWords are just metaphors,
Save The Whales"You know what?"
'Cause I got mine.
HomeNever forget where
Move only when you see an advantage and there is something to gain. Only fight if a position is critical. - Sun Tzu -</b>
Dare to Be!!!
"...there is no righteous path. It's just people trying to do their best in a world where it's far too easy to do your worst." - Castiel, "Supernatural"
On the inside, I'm quite old.
My passion is getting the most out of every minute.